I'm a Savings Woman

Breakfast at Home

Soon both of them went home, because the streets were still quiet, they did not take long to get home.

"Well, what's the big day coming home, baby?" Said Izzah who welcomed the arrival of the child and his daughter-in-law.

"Mom, Arsha said he wanted breakfast at home." Reply Devan.

"Yes, let's go in. Son Devan, father said that you have come, change clothes first continue to be invited to the mosque, pray congregation."

"Yes, Mom." Reply to both of them as they walk to the room.

Before long, the voice of Adzan roared.

"I went to the mosque first. You wanna kiss?"

"God!"

"Kiss the hand means."

Arsha slowly turned around, then walked closer to Devan. Grabbing and kissing the back of a man's hand that has just been her husband for a legitimate day.

"Ready, out of the mosque later I take a walk," said Devan.

"Hmm okay."

"The way to heaven" he said again before opening the door and leaving.

'World paradise?'

"Devaaan! Basic mes–" Arsha who opened the door spontaneously stopped saying because his father was there with Devan.

"What order, son?" rayhan asked, confused.

While Devan was next to Rayhan, looking to hold back a laugh with a mocking look towards Arsha.

"Mes .. mes .. friendly. Yes, Dad's ghost is very friendly," said Arsha.

"It's good." Rayhan patted Devan's shoulder. "Later to teach you is also a surefire way to cope with women at the beginning, middle, and end of the month."

"Ready, Dad," Devan said.

"Eh, by the way, Arka didn't come home Sha?" Ask Rayhan.

"We're not saying Well." Arsha.

"Mmmm yeah already, most also busy making father grandchildren." Rayhan. "Son, two handsome men are going to the mosque first."

They also looked familiar walking out of the house.

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After the dawn prayer, Arsha fell on the prayer mat because it was very sleepy.

Morning comes.

'Kok now I can be on the bed?'

Devan sat leaning beside the bed with his eyes closed, the laptop lit up in front of him.

'It looks like he also overslept.'

Arsha immediately got out of bed and took off her face, then replaced it with an instant hijab. He immediately woke Devan up and took her out.

"Waahh that's delicious." Said Arsha who saw the fried rice menu and omellet available on the dining table.

"Dear, I cook fried rice specifically for newlyweds." Izzah.

"Where's Devan Sha?" Ask Rayhan.

"How can this story Neng Arsha tea be at home. Did you sleep at the hotel last night?" Ask Mang Diman.

"fly." Answer Arsha origin.

"Eleuh-eleuh, can fly ya newlyweds. Then Neng Nabila same tea arka does not fly?" Ask Mang Diman again.

"No." Arsha's reply was brief.

“Morning Well, Mom,” greet Devan when he just came out of the room.

Arsha who turned to him while her mouth was full of fried rice immediately choked.

“Mir, drink first.” Devan fills the water in the glass and thrusts it at Arsha.

Arsha drank it fast.

'Wow, it turns out that having a husband too handsome is not good for health. Just because he saw his face as big as a fruit in a wheelbarrow, I immediately sprained.'

"Grandpa is not called!" Say Mang Diman again.

"Eh, I'm sorry, Kek, don't look. Focus on Arsha." Reply Devan.

"Asian...!" The Sorak Mang Diman.

“Ehem!” Arsha cleared her throat wrongly, then saw the face of Izzah who was messing around to pay attention to both.

“Sha. Fried rice ambilin for your husband,” said Izzah after bringing an empty plate closer to Arsha.

'Well, I forgot that one of the duties of the wife is to prepare her husband's food.'

Arsha starts scooping rice onto the plate for Devan, then gets confused herself.

“Van, this is enough?” arsha asked while showing him the contents of the plate.

“Yeah, Neng! That, tea, the cat food portion of Minah. Where is enough oruh Neng!” sela Mang Diman's. "Add more, add in."

“Oh, less.” Arsha scoops back to the plate, while Devan and Rayhan chat lightly about Devan's business.

“Then so far?”

“Duh, Grandpa's grandson tea is indeed lacking pinter. Neng if that much, why not all or all the quality Neng love to Devan?” Again, Mang Diman replied.

“Sini, Sha.” Devan chuckled, he took over the fried rice plate, then returned some of the contents to the large mangok in the middle of the table. “My breakfast portion is usually this. Not what if you do not know, right, newly married.”

“Cie Cie's. New bride ... asyiikkk! Duhai happy newlyweds, sitting side by side with a joke!” Suddenly Mang Diman jogged while singing indistinctly.

'It seems like this morning Grandpa is very happy. It's suspicious!'

“Bu, What possessed grandfather, huh? What do you need to know?”

“Didoain aja, hopefully stay healthy Sha” sahut Izzah.

"Grandpa Teh seneng, Grandpa finally can see Grandpa's grandchildren get married. Especially until you can see the great-grandchild later."

"Aamiin." Answer Rayhan, Izzah and Devan compact.

“Nak Devan. What will you eat later in the day?” ask Izzah.

Devan smiled, then said, “What's up, Mom. I'm an all-good eater.”

“Eta tea is the same as Grandpa. The tea handsome people are not choosy indeed,” said Mang Diman who had returned to sit in a chair.

Rayhan just shook his head.