I'm a Savings Woman

Pinching

After finishing breakfast with all the family, choose to return to his room on the grounds of tired and want to rest. Same with Nabila.

Arka looks so attentive to the woman who is now his wife. Attentively, Arka took Nabila to her room. Since last night, Nabila's face looks so tired, to make Arka feel guilty.

Put the wife's body on the bed.

"You take a break, I'll have a chat with Dad, Grandpa and Devan as well." Arka.

"Yes, it's." Reply Nabila.

Arka then kissed his wife's forehead, then moved out of his room.

While in another room, Arsha was standing in front of a mirror. Seeing the reflection of her shadow wearing a maroon-colored hijab.

For a moment he dissolved in his mind.

'I was wrong for not giving Devan the right. But honestly, I can't do it, I'm ashamed. Let alone to do that, to take off my hijab in front of him, I cannot.'

Arsha breathed heavily.

"When do I have to be like this?"

Suddenly from behind, Devan hugs Arsha.

Arsha stared, her eyes straight ahead. From the mirror, he could see clearly that Devan was staring at his reflection and twisting his eyes.

"Van, perennial." Arsha said with a heartbeat that was not good. "Then, people will see." Arsha.

"Whose person? The door is closed, so no one will see. After all, why should we be ashamed, we are halal. Noh, let's see your father and mother, their relationship is durable and lasting until now, because they are not shy to pour out their love for each of them. Well, I want us to like that too." Devan. "That too, you just sent Arka's treatment to his wife. Looks like they've...."

"Please Van, leila. I'm not ready." Cut Arsha.

"Yes-yes, I promise I won't do anything until you're sincere." Devan said as he let go of his embrace. "But if it's just a cheek kiss, right?"

Arsha was unable to say, nor was she able to move. Silence pecked with a heated face and a heart that beat violently.

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Afternoon.....

Izzah, Arsha and Nabila were busy preparing for their dinner. While the men were chatting in the garden beside the house.

"Van, how did you decide where you and Arsha would live?" Ask Arka.

"Arsha wants him to stay here." Reply Devan.

"But as a husband, you have the right to take him wherever you want." Rayhan said in commenting on the chat of the child and also his daughter-in-law.

"Well that's it, who knows Devan tea doesn't feel at home living here with us. Devan tea will be two-by-two. Let's be more steady." Connect Mang Diman.

Devan just smiled, then Rayhan patted his daughter-in-law's shoulder.

"You know what's comfortable for you. If you're comfortable living here, mom and dad won't mind. But, if you yourself want to bring your wife, it doesn't matter to me either." Rayhan.

"Just stay here, or, let's get a lot of people here." Mang Diman said with a smile from Devan.

After dinner, Devan and Arsha sat on the edge of the pool.

Devan approaches, extends his hand and gently caresses Arsha's head covered in a black headscarf.

"Bakda Isya I have an event. You sleep first. Don't wait for it to get too late." Devan.

"Who would want to wait for you? So ge'er!" Arsha sewot.

Instead of being angry, Devan laughed. Reflexes, he pinched Arsha's cheek from anxiety.

"aww. Pain, Van!"

"Ah. Sorry, hon. I was intentionally. Where does it hurt? Here I am elus-elus."

"No need!"

"Yes already. It's my cheek, pinch it back. Let's break even." Devan thrusts his cheek closer to Arsha's face.

"Don't do it!" Arsha said, encouraging Devan to stay away.

"Sir papa. Here, just pinch."

"Squeaky. Want to be pinched kok maksa anyway. Yes, I've pinch." Arsha then pinched hard on Devan's cheek.

"aww. It hurts so much." Said Devan while holding his cheek that had just been pinched by Arsha.

"You want to be pinched" replied Arsha Ketus.

"Yes anyway. No papa. I'm going strong. Aye, right?" Devan said with a seductive look.

Arsha's face is getting redder, deliberately he turned his face so as not to meet Devan.

"I'm really strong. Want a test of my strength?"

"Kheemm.... Khemm... Cie-cie who is halal, want to test the strength of tea is not here oruh. Later look at people passing by. In the room is free." Tempta Mang Diman who happened to see the two were sitting in the pool piggy bank, then left again.

"Aaaahh Grandpa." Shouting Arsha. "Udah deh Van, mending soon to leave. Adzan is a grimace."

"Yes, honey. I'm leaving, yeah. All of you want to go to the mosque and take place to the event that I said earlier. Most home by 10. You're okay I'm staying, right?"

"Father," answered Arsha. "Be careful on the road."

"Yes. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

There were footsteps and Arsha returned to her room.