His wife Ustadz Part. 2

8. Not Carrying Friends.

On the road to Villa Granny, Angela was still walking with tears. While Adrian tried to chase after him by running, he continued to run and run until from a distance Angela's body was vague.

Angela was just walking normally, so the running Andrian was able to catch up to her quickly, lucky Kenneth passed in the opposite direction, so he did not meet Angela on the road.

"Baby.please stop, wait for me," cried Adrian from behind Angela.

At first Angela did not hear Adrian's screams, because she was focusing on crying, while walking on the asphalt, she already felt no pain in her legs, due to stepping on the hot asphalt road.

Adrian ran back, he was tired of screaming while Angela did not stop, he still continued walking. With great difficulty Ardian ran using the rest of his strength, after being close to Angela he grabbed Angela's hand.

"No! away you!" yelled Angela who felt surprised because her hands were pulling from behind.

"Baby, it's your husband Ryan!" adrian's words were so loud that Angela who covered her face heard.

"Ryan!" murmured Angela, without thinking long Angela hugged Adrian. "Honey, I'm afraid of the thoughts of the people who listened to Kenneth's rant earlier, I've never been in contact with any man let alone slept together" said Angela.

"Baby, I trust you! why think of others" said Adrian stroking Angela's shoulders gently.

"But still, Grandad, Granny, Daddy Rick and Mommy Aaralyn are getting embarrassed by Kenneth's words" Angela said.

"Here Baby, later we will explain it, it is wrong to also hide everything from them, we think all this will be fine and nothing like this will happen, turns out Kenneth came on our wedding day.

"Alright, Ange is ready to explain everything to them, Honey please accompany Ange in facing them," Angela pinta with a sad look.

"Definitely Baby, I'll never leave you" said Adrian as he wiped the rest of Angela's tears using both of her thumbs.

"Wear the shoes first! you are not wearing footwear from the same, surely your feet hurt," said Adrian.

"Thank you, Honey," said Angela. Then Adrian crouched in front of Angela to put shoes on Angela. But after the shoes were perfectly fitted, Angela grimaced in pain.

"Honey my leg hurts! aw, the soles of my feet even more sick," he said it was time he tried to walk.

"Surely abrasions due to asphalt road friction are Baby, hot asphalt roads," Andrian said. Then he crouched down in front of Angela.

"Is this Honey?" angela did not understand.

"Get on my back, let me carry you! when I get to the new Villa, I'll treat your feet" Adrian ordered.

Angela smiled, not one day Adrian married her, but he was able to be gentle and pamper her.

"Ride Baby! when should I be squatting like this? it's full, there's no water here to clean it up," joked Adrian.

"Iikh slovenly!" said Angela spoiled, without thinking long, Angela slightly raised the bottom cloth lucky rather fluffy, then he climbed onto Andrian's back and Adrian stood carrying him, then he began to walk casually.

"Honey, who taught you to be a comedian?" ask Angela.

"Who else, if not duo D," replied Adrian.

"Duo D?" ask Angela back. "Yes Om Davian and Abang Devano, iiikkh I'm careless to call Dev called Abang," joked Adrian.

"Yes, that must be Honey, that's her pedigree and Devano alone who asked to be called like that" Angela replied.

"Yes too, heh lucky Dev," said Adrian.

As they were busy walking with Angela in Andrian's arms, suddenly Granny's car passed them.

Ubaydillah paused for a moment as she passed by them. "Nobody everywhere.no fat dong dong! Cie..cie.the newlyweds, halal niyyeh! know Yan already halal do not need to show off as well, pity the eyes of the old pathetic presenters," ledek Ubaydillah.

"Abang Dav, what the hell," said Angela embarrassed as well as Adrian he smiled clumsyly.

"Yan, Ange! Come with us, to the Villa is still quite far," invited Lintang.

Andrian and Angela were doubtful. Ye bengong, already, come on up!" bring Ubaydillah.

actually Adrian still wants to walk and hold Angela, Iya want to enjoy the moments that once lost from them is closeness and togetherness, but Adrian thinks back, yet the days of tomorrow are still long, but Adrian thought again, Insha'allah.

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At the villa Granny, Afnan was enjoying orange Juice and accompanied Twins A, Arsya and Alnaira playing in the backyard.

"A'a Kha let's kick the ball again" pinta Afnan.

"Acciap Biyya" Afkha replied as he kicked the ball into the small goal.

"Goooll. yeaayy yeaayy Goolll, Biyya," Afkha jubilant chirped as he ran around the park.

"Alhamdulillah, Masha Allah TabarakAllah A'a Kha is cool!" puji Afnan's.

Arysa plays basketball in a small ring. "Biyya Nan, look at Acha," Arsya called Afnan for attention when he wanted to put the ball in.

"Let's Dedek Acha for sure!" afnan said encouragingly.

Arsya also began to act by mendribble the ball and then run small. And...Zonk.the ball is slightly off the ring and yahh failed, the ball did not enter the ring.

"Yeeayy..Dedek Acha his throw is already good baby!" afnan said encouraging Arsya.

But Arsya bowed lethargic, it seems he felt disappointed because the action failed, when previously he was so excited and wanted to show his skills to Afnan.

"waaah. such a cool shot koq deviated well! ouh it turns out suddenly there is a wind through tuh, so off Dek! must be repeated Deck Acha, the shot that was not counted because of the wind" said Afnan.

The gloomy Arsya was seen again sparkling and he looked at Afnan with a smile. "May I uyang Biyya Nan?" ask him plain.

"By the hotshot dong!" afnan said enthusiastically by walking up to Arsya and thrusting the ball he had just taken from near the pole of the ring.

Arsya was hesitant, "Come, try baby!" afnan said encouragingly.

Arsya grabbed the ball with a smile, "Acha, toba yagi yah Biyya," Arsya said.

"Yes, please try! read Bismillah first of course," said Afgan with a smile.

Arsya also began to try to mendribble the ball that was initially hesitant and then he began to have to be excited. "Bicmiyyah," said Arsya and in the count of three Arsya throw the ball and slup, yes it works!!

"Biyya Matuk, Biyya yeeaayy Acha telen is not Biy Nan?" arsya asked as she ran towards Afnan and hugged him.

"God, cool baby! yes it's playing again well, Biyya sitting back there," said Afnan.

"Biyya," Afkha called Afnan and waved at him. "Hi, honey!" reply Afnan with a smile.

"Aaaaa, ikkh pelgi..Aaaa.awas janan close!" the screaming sounds of Afsha and Alnaira who had been on a long wooden swing, they were playing the Barbie doll belonging to Alnaira.

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