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" Who has satay.. "
Mutia went down, not forgetting she pressed the button. Tiuttt.
With a very blustery face, like he was getting a hidden treasure.
" Bang satay bang. "
" Eh mbak beautiful, how many servings mbak? "
" What portion is a bang? 2 servings aja bang, use lontong right? "
" Had lontong boiled up mbak, the existence of my lontong. " In a joke.
" Oh yes, yes it's just a satenya bang. "
" Well, wait a minute. "
Satay eating 2 servings of satay, Mutia immediately returned to the car. " Mas Arman, what the hell is inside? It's been almost 5 hours, why don't you come back. "
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^^^Flashback\=>^^^
" Dear, how long have you been coming? "
" I'm sorry, baby, I have to find a way to get out of the house. "
" Does that old granny still manage you, baby? "
" Stop, Vienna. I came just because you called me, and now that I've come you're insulting my mother. "
" Dear, why are you yelling at me. I didn't mean it that way, I love you so much. I love you so much, don't go. " Vienna said as she swiped the two twin hills that stood out.
Damnit damnit! Why is it always him who wins moments like this. - Inner Arman.
Arman could not stand, anxiety held back the surge that wanted to be resolved. " Dear, why are you so dumb. Have you not missed me for a few days? "
" No, I miss you so much. I'm too naive if I don't miss you, now please satisfy me for tonight. "
" Okay, honey, but.. There is a new bag, the price is quite good. "
" Vienna, anything I'd give you, baby. " The sound of his weight was no longer able to hold.
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At 5am, Mutia woke up to the sound of someone teaching. " Gosh what time is it. "
Mutia looked at the clock on her phone.
" Five in the morning!!! Why hasn't Arman come back yet? "
He saw some numbers that appeared in the log of the outgoing call. " mother? Why did my mother-in-law call? Didn't Arman tell mom? Then where is he now. "
Mutia got out of the car, and asked the guard. " Excuse me sir,- "
" Yes, madam. What's up, huh? "
" Want to ride ablution and pray sir, only the problem is I have no mukena. "
" Oh, I want to pray. Just a moment,- "
" Maman, here you are. "
" Yes, kang. Aya naon eta? "
" This please bring her mother inside, and call Tini to love her by borrowing her face. "
" Oh okay kang. Come on neng, we're inside. "
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" Lala Lala lalalalalala if there's coffee I'm presenting you never drink. "
" Tine, Tini! "
As hard as it is if the ear in the headset love will not be able to except in a shake. " This!!! " Call to the three kang Maman.
" Eh geez bang jago, sorry bang jago. What's up bang? " Tini.
" Setdahh Tin, you try less. It's still working hours, what if the boss finds out? "
Tap tap tap.
" What are you guys doing? And you, who are you? " The boss is a manager who often reviews employees who work seriously and play around.
" Bo.bus. " Nervous Tini.
" Yes, i. Why are your faces nervous, Tini? "
" No sir, I'm okay. " Hide the cable directly behind his hand.
" And you, why are you here? This is not a nursing home, do not be free to enter and remove people. Wrestle out? "
" I.iya sir, but I have a need. I just want to ask for Mukena. "
" Mukenas? Tini, please borrow it. Then finish your task back. "
" Good boss. "
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Because of waiting for Arman out, he missed 2 times his prayer. He took the time to read the Quran, armed with a voice that was said to be rather vague but clearly heard reading.
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" Sweet voice, who is teaching? " She approached, curious. The recitation and recitation of Quranic verses sounds eloquent.
Arman holds the woman's shoulder behind the face. Before long, the woman looked. " Y...The mutia? " The murmur was clearly heard in Vienna's ears.
" Mutia? What is the name of that woman? " Taught slowly.
" Butia, Mutia. It's me, Arman. "
" I'm sorry, who are you? My name is Raheel. "
Arman trembled, regressing his footsteps. " No, you are Mutia. Yes, you are Mutia. I can't go wrong with my wife. "
" No! Nah! You are my Mutia. You are my Mutia. The Lista Mutia Sari. "
" Not Mas, I'm Raheel. "
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" No! You,- "Awakening from a confusing dream.
" Yes, it's me. Vienna, Vienna is here. "
Arman slammed into the hand that almost touched him. " Dad, you're nothing! I just wanted to hug you, why did you refuse. "
" Dear, I'm sorry. I have to leave immediately, I'm afraid that the house people are looking for me. " Finding all the equipment he was wearing when he came.
" dear.. That old granny won't be looking for you. After all, he must have thought his beloved son was staying at the hotel to spend his first night with his wife. "
" Vienna, can't be early in the morning don't try to provoke my anger. I don't want to argue with you. "
" Okay okay I won't argue anymore. Do you want to do it again like last night? "
" No, I'm going home. Next time, if I'm free. Then I'll come see you. "
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The girl instantly folded the prayer mats she wore to surrender to the almighty. " O Allah, if only Arman and I had married for love. Maybe he's not acting like this to my servant. Servant is like a servant who is fired, and ****s hanging because it does not work. "
" I'd better get back in the car, afraid that Arman's busy looking for me. " Tutia said after he returned the face to the owner.
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" Geez, in the city at this hour there have been many cars passing by. How would I cross if the red light wasn't on. "
It looked faintly Mutia was looking from another angle. Arman's figure appears on a transparent window in the middle tightly embraced by a woman. " Mas Arman. "
" No no! Mas Arman couldn't have done something like that. Come on Mutia, you throw away your ugly thoughts. Remember, he's your husband now. " Try to look back. However, this time Arman's figure was not seen.
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Mutia with a cold head carefully asked what might offend Arman. " is.mas. "
" What are you saying! "
" Call me sir!! Remember that. " Grabbing Mutia's hand.
" Where have you been, sir? "
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" The need for a wife is not considered, wondering about her own activities. You didn't believe me, you accused me, interrogated me. Do you realize, huh!! "