How I Love You Season 1 And 2..

87. Romanticism of the newlyweds.

That day the Imam invites Arini and Aisya to see their new home, which he accidentally buys for his new family. The priest did not want to stay at the house of Amira, although there was still Aisha and Arini's right to the house.

" Whose house is this, my mother?" ask Arini after getting out of the car that has been parked perfectly in front of a minimalist third-floor house.

" Our house, dear." replied the Imam while holding Aisya who had slipped in the back seat.

" Come on in!" take the Imam to walk ahead of Arini. Arini followed her husband while amazed at the design of the house.

" Dear, please take the key in the bag of your pants! To the left." Said the silent Imam - silently smiling jail.

Arini was not aware of her husband's ignorance, did not think of anything like getting close and reach into the pocket pocket of her husband's pants.

" Dear, don't go fishing - go fishing donk.!" The priest smirked jahil. Arini turned and clucked fiercely at her husband.

" Iish, mas omes really. I'm in the mode.!" jakak Arini did not accept.

" Yes, it's okay Rin. His name is also a business, no pity what failed last night again and because of Aisya again right. Every night fails.!" gerutu Priests.

Arini blushed, her face instantly blushing red so shy. Remember, since marriage until this week. Aisya always catches up to the room at inappropriate times.

Moreover, last night was the most heartbreaking thing for Arini. When Arini's clothes were released, Aisya arrived and messed things up. It was fortunate that the door of her room was locked, so at least Aisya did not see it.

Arini brushed off all her thoughts. Arini smiled and turned her back to open the door of the new house. Because he did not want the Imam to see his already very red face.

While the Imam chuckled softly at Arini's shyness. He knows Arini must remember last night. Although his heart was upset, but the Imam also felt that it was very ridiculous.

" Of course, !" greet Arini and at the same time, then Arini opened the width of the two door leaves.

Arini's eyes sparkled at the contents of their new house which was very good. Interior design house that is minimalist but very classy.

" Likes?" tanya Imam stepped towards the long sofa in the TV room to lay Aisya there.

" Hum, that's great!" sahut Arini amazed, then walked to see other parts of the house.

Again, Arini's eyes sparkled when his steps stopped in the kitchen is very beautiful and modern. Minimalist home kitchen that he often sees on TV or in magazines.

" Like the kitchen, you're a hobby of cooking so mas choose a design that mas taste matches your personality.!" said the Imam who stood behind Arini while wrapping his hands in the slender Arini.

Arini nodded and placed her hand in the hands of the Imam.

" Mommy, thanks for everything. I'm so happy with you and Aisya.!" slowly Arini then turned around and looked at the face of the clingy Imam.

" I just want to make up for all the happy things you lost in your life, Rin. Because you lost everything. I can't promise you anything - what's the same. But, as long as you can, you will give it all. And one thing you know, you always keep our promise to Age together.!"

Suddenly Arini's face again heated up, a pink hue was clearly visible on both cheeks. Adorable, thought the Imam.

A happy moment burst forth from the bottom of his heart. To have a sincere person is a wonderful gift from the creator.

" Tell me, if there's anything you don't like about yourself.! I'll be merub_."

A brief kiss is released Arini in the red lips of the Imam, to stop the Imam's words. The priest was frozen to see Arini's unexpected actions.

" I accepted and chose mas, because of my sincerity.! I think it'll be easy for me to love you, mas.!" said Arini blushed embarrassed, then buried her face in the body of the husband. Too embarrassed to express the sense that began to grow in him.

The priest was happy to hear Arini's honesty, then Arini was held tightly while peeping the top of Arini's head covered with hijab.

" Kira - what do you think, Rin.? So that, every night Aisya does not bother us anymore." chirped Imam, Arini then threw a light blow on him.

" Iss, you can't be rich with that!" Same time my own son is rich.?"

" Yes, it's over. Potato mulu.!" said Imam relaxed.

" Well, tonight has to be, I don't want to fail again, no pity what,?" connect the Imam with ease.

" Mum, "turked Arini, who felt ashamed of herself with the honesty of her husband. Then let go of her husband's embrace.

" What, baby. Here hug again!"

" No, mas bawdy just keep it.!"

" But, do you like dimesumin the same ma?"

Arini rounded her eyes, then pinched the Imam's stomach quite hard.

" Aaauu! sick dear."

Arini then stuck out her tongue, then ran small to the kitchen leaving the Imam there, to make a drink.

Still wanting to tease Arini, the Imam followed. Arini looks confused because there is nothing there. Not even white water.

" There's nothing here yet, Rin! We finished our lunch at G***k. So just wait, just a moment again also come.!"

Arini smiled, then looked - look at all the kitchen furniture is very complete and luxurious.

While waiting for the ordered food to come, the Imam took Arini around the house. Look at the whole house. The priest was very happy to enjoy the face of Arini who had earlier amazed it.

As he said earlier, the Imam will replace every detail of happiness that has been lost from Arini's life.

Thank you, O God. You have returned to this matchless happiness. Forgiving Imam is difficult, but hamaba is sure of one thing. Forgiveness will not erase the past, but forgiveness will beautify the future.

Thank you for stopping by.

Sorry, this chapter is pretty short. Because suddenly Author lost the idea nii.!

Always be healthy and do not forget to be happy.