
"I'm sorry rima nek..! "
"not what son, the important thing is to establish the closeness between yourself and your husband.. "
"yes grandma. "
.....
the two of them had arrived at home at 8 pm, rima walked to his room and husband, when he opened the door he saw the husband was sitting on a mattress with his laptop.
her husband looked so serious with his laptop, that he did not notice the presence of rhyme in the room, approached the husband and touched his shoulder.
"mas.. "
"oh, you've come home." said Malik when he saw the rhyme, he stretched his muscles a little stiff because of typing too long, and checked the report.
"want me to make some hot tea, huh..? " said rima offered as he looked at the empty tea glass on the nightstand
"can.. "
Rima took the empty glass to all she brought to the kitchen, she made a warm tea with a little sugar because her husband did not like sweet.
finished making the rhyme tea bring her to the room.
"this is the tea.. "
"hm, thanks. "
rima walked towards the closet he took his oversized t-shirt and also his long color pants, he would change his clothes in the bathroom.
after finishing his business in the bathroom rhymes tie his hair cepol origin and then go up to the bed, precisely near the feet of the husband rima began massaging the legs of her husband.
malik was surprised to learn that his wife took the initiative to massage him, he smiled faintly and continued his work by letting go of what his wife was doing.
interrupted between his massaging activities, rima stole a glance toward Malik who was still focused on his work.
"mas.". "slow rhyme murmur but still heard by malik.
"what's up.. ? " ask malik.
malik frowned, closed his laptop, and looked at the face of his downcast wife with a shy face.
" did I hear my wife wrong? "asked malik by holding back his handsome smile.
rima closed his eyes and cursed inwardly but he still answered the question by shaking his head.
Malik stretched out his hand to touch the wife's head, he gently stroked the rhyme head then down to the cheek and ended up on the chin, he raised the face of his wife who looked down to look at her face.
the eyes of the two of them met Malik staring fixed on his wife's beautiful face, rima tried to shift the gaze of his eyes because it was not strong with the charm of the handsome husband.
" What's up and why you suddenly asked me out, were you told by grandma.. "
"no mas!. "
"then, is it because you're getting interested in me..? '
" emang wrong if interested in her own husband. "duel rima slowly, but still heard by malik.
malik smiled a little and then his hands pinched the cheek of the rhyme because of the anxiety of seeing his wife's behavior.
awwww
" it hurts mas! "the protest rhyme with a sharp look at Malik while holding both cheeks.
" i don't want to date you! "say malik by folding his two hands in the chest while looking casually at the wife who seemed surprised to hear the rejection from him.
"k-why? " tanya rima was a bit disappointed.
print malik nudge jidat rima.
"mas you like very much kdrt anyway. "grunts rhyme annoyed.
"yes, from now on I just want to kiss?. "say malik.
blusss, shy reddened rhyme face.
" what's wrong with your face why is it blushing...? "ask malik rather sneered.