KENAYA (Ken And Aya)

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#KENAYA (Ken and Aya)

#Part14

Like Ken said to his wife. Before the orange in the sky was swept dark, Aya had already reached her house. There's something different. His lips were already curled down.

The incident at the mall made him embarrassed and annoyed. The man kicked him all out. All because of Maya, she was forced to buy lingerie that she herself felt ashamed of wearing.

“Assalamualaikum,” greetings when entering. Ken who was sitting in front of the TV turned his head. Catching his wife's voice sounded golden.

Without further admonition, Aya lays herself down on Ken. Letting her husband play his voice. Eyes closed. Trying to forget the embarrassing event.

Had it not been for an argument with Maya, the red lingerie would not have landed smoothly on the face of a man she did not even know her name. The man was clearly blabbering in English. Just the moment that Aya understood ‘are you crazy?’ his sanity is questioned because of internal.

Ken let his wife calm down. His eyes decided to turn to the TV. Impressions in front of him about the news. Until 15 minutes had passed his wife broke the silence.

“I'll take a shower. Have you had a shower, Ken?” tanyakanya. Ken nodded. He took a shower after the prayer.

“You should take a shower so that your face turns bright,” said Ken. Aya suddenly sniffed the smell. Not too acidic.

“Good.” He dragged his feet while carrying his shopping bag. Until he was lost at the end of the stairs.

“Why with him?” Ken muttered. Klik—ken turn off TV. He went to the kitchen to cook. Surely his wife would starve him if he waited for a bath.

Aya not a shower too long. However, if it is badmood, it will be lazy to move. Lie down and play his phone without a pause.

Ken washed some vegetables and cut them. Of course he was independent because Ken had lived alone. Her parents once knew that they were out of the country to take care of their cooperation contract.

After you finish cutting vegetables. Ken cooked it and some sausages he cut into small pieces. Looks like he's gonna make soy sauce.

“Ken.” Ken who was cooking turned his head as his wife's voice sounded.

“Come,” call Ken. Still with the body that walked gontai Aya approached. He let Ken hold her. Perhaps the resulting bolster can repel the feeling of pain when yelled at.

After feeling calm, he pulls away and helps Ken cook. Ken occasionally prays Aya. He wants to restore the mood of Aya with his spare change.

“If you cook both like this, bring the spirit because together with wife,” Ken's goda. Aya turned her head and looked at Ken smiling. Show off his neat teeth.

“Aya even if you cook both with Ken, the inn only want to see Ken cook. I let it be like chef Juna,” he said ruining the romantic atmosphere of Ken.

Yoke!

“Awwwwwww!” Believe me Ken just hit it slow. Aya deliberately shouted loudly. The proof, he broke down afterwards. Makes Ken snort.

“Awas, hit by a hot pot,” Ken said. Looks like the vegetables are cooked. Ken likes to eat vegetables. That Aya? She doesn't like it much, but Ken always forces her to eat vegetables.

She helped her husband put food on the table. He sat down near Ken. Serving rice and other side dishes that he has cooked.

Seeing Aya sorting vegetables on the edge of her plate. Ken pulled Aya's plate. He moved all his rice to his wife's plate.

“Loh, Keeeeeennnn,” whine, “aku don't like to eat vegetables.” He protested given a lot of rice with vegetables on Ken's plate. Until Ken ludes' plate.

They finally ate a plate of both. So that the beloved Madam eats vegetables. Don't eat much, but stay thin.

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Aya folded her alphabet, without opening her face. Ken himself sat on the sofa of their room reading al-qur’an. Aya began to glance at her shopping bag.

I worry about wearing it and not. He lost the idea of giving Ken a gift. He would take Ken anywhere. However, Ken said he should not go anywhere because he approached the test.

Aya sat on the edge of the mattress and looked at Ken who was still wearing sturdy clothes and a sarong. Her husband's voice was so sweet. Aya feels lucky to have Ken.

Long crouching, he decided to leave the room. Take the cake box. Not the cake he bought. Unless he did it himself at home. Before returning, he took the time to come to his parents' house and make a cake for Ken.

The number 29 is there with a small fire on it. Aya smiled amusedly. Ken thought of it as a pedophile because he was only 23 years old.

Tap ... tap .. tap .. he climbed the stairs. Walked to his room and opened without a sound their bedroom door. Although it was a bit of a hassle to bring a cake.

Ken is still unaware of his wife. Until Aya sat down in front of him. Smiling sweet.

“Yaumul milad barakallah fii umrik, My husband,” Aya said sincerely. His eyes looked at Ken so shady. Emitting vibrations in Ken's heart.

Cup.

Ken landed a kiss on his wife's forehead for so long. He only guessed two things about the day of his birth. His wife forgot or indeed felt it was not appropriate to be given a speech like a teenager.

“Blow, dong, Ken. But, make a wish first,”. Ken read the prayer and blew it. Then, Aya stood up and sat down beside Ken.

“Yeyyy Pak Kenan's birthday! Tomorrow buy!” verily spirit. Ken knows very well the word ‘traktir’ by his wife's definition.

They enjoy the cake made by Aya. As usual, Ken praised his wife's cooking. Although he had time to ask questions bought or made because it tastes good and the dose is right.

“I can't get a gift?” ask Ken to his wife who looks greedy eating cake. Aya chokes on the cake. It reminded him of his lingerie.

“Uhukk .. uhukkk!” Ken is pouring water. Seeing his wife's cheeks flushed red, Ken raised his eyebrows. He felt he did not put out a vulgar word, but his wife looked flushed.

“Ak—aku has a gift,” his great-grandson. Did Ken ever say his wife was adorable when she was shy?

“What?” ask Ken curiously. What makes his wife look shy cat.

“Lingerie,” is barely audible if Ken's ears are insensitive. Ken stood up.

“Come. Many not?” tanyanya. Aya excitedly saw Ken's reaction so excited. He showed it. Wouldn't please the husband he'd get the reward?

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