LECTURER HALALKU

Twenty

After waiting for her husband to finish breakfast and wash the dishes, Nadhira climbs into their room, intending to pick up her cell phone..

Dhira reading message from mr. dio ..

She came down the stairs looking at her husband sitting in the living room and reading the newspaper..

" wam?" Call a subtle dhira

Hanan nodded and smiled ,

" are you hm?" Hanan asked sweetly, after the incident of his laughter that exploded because of his wife's funny expression earlier, nadhira chose to go up to the room ..

" not kambek mas, dhira just want to take a cell phone"

Hearing the word phone hanan's expression changed, his wife must have read the message..

" what do you want coffee tea ?" Tanya dhira arrived

Hanan nodded

" ihh mass, coffee made dhira very tasty lohh, after all not good to read the newspaper but no coffee or tea, as there is less "clear dhira enthusiast

Hanan chuckled, though,

" it only applies to the father of dear father, but he is still young, can not be called father father" explained hanan while stroking his wife's hair..

Yahh hanan is very fond of nadhira who does not wear his hijab, straight black hair with rose fragrance .. ahhhh how else does hanan express the beauty of his wife ..

Dhira smiled jahill..

" say who? If you are in the campus, you are called father, right ?" Tanya dhira again, she stroked her husband's chest and leaned there..

Hanan who saw his wife's sweet attitude is flowering, nadhira really already accepted her

" yes they call the father to respect the profession of mas , not because the father really father" explained hanan gemass

" yaudahh, ntar dhira soin mas pak real deh" replied dhira while smiling..

" hahaha how is hmm?" Hanan asked with a small laugh..

" the way, after dhira bornin his son mas let later mas really so father father, eh more appropriate father hehe father" replied dhira lightlyn while laughing , he imagined the happiness of no two, that is,

Hanan choked on his own saliva, though,

" Uhukk uhukk"

Dhiraa rose from her leaning activity on Hanan's chest..

" why mas? ,dhira dhira take a drink first" dhiraa ran into the kitchen and took a drink with a worried face..

" yes, drink slowly"

Hanan according to kuma, he drank several squads of water and then put it on the table in front of him..

" how? Did you miss it ?" Tanya Dhira worried, she patted her husband's chest smooth..

Hanan smiled haru. he pulled nadhira into his embrace..

" thank you very much because with this field you receive the presence of mas" said hanan

Dhira silently listened, why her husband's embrace was so comfortable and warm

" mas did not expect that it will be this happy after you know who mas, all this time in mind mas you will go and leave mas"

" if you know? Mas will marry you long ago , mas won't wait for you for 2 years , mas will menghitahmu right in front of mom by bringing family mas , and the accident won't happen"

" thank you again because it does not belong to anyone else, has sincerely wanted to be halal for the mas even though with such a simple marriage "hanan kissed the top of the head of nadhira, his tears dripped happily..

Nadhira was moved to hear the sincere expression of her husband, has her husband really been waiting and loving her quietly since 2 years ago?

" dhira is also grateful for the firmness of the mas that maintains the feeling of mas for dhira after 2 years" replied the gentle dhira..

" no problem, you can even love you for the next 100 years "answer sure ..

Dhira chuckles , then he remembers the message from mr. dio ..

" wam?" Call dhira

" why?"

"  today mr. Dio told me that he had time for guidance" said the fearless dhira..

Hanan knew his wife would discuss this, ..

" continue?"

"   the schedule he set at 2 pm at the cafe near the campus" replied dhira honestly

Hanan smiled, his wife was right jujurr..

" if mas allow dhira will go, but if notk later dhira dhiramutin pak dio nya"

Hanan thought for a moment

" gapapa dear, mas permitin, mas believe you" replied hanan smiling

" thank you mass "

" but ..." hang hanan

" but what is mas?"

"  hmm, yes ..."

" anu what ihh"

" some day you want to read the newspaper while drinking your coffee?" Hanan was nervous

"  lohh? Means mas want dong to be the father of "kekeh dhira

" would really if his son mas born from you "answer hanan

" yes yes, yes, who else wants to be born from, and there is no intention of polygamy, right?" Dhira asked worried

" don't love astaghfirullah, just like you love so much" Hanann laughs

Nadhira just laughed..

Seeing the beautiful laughter of his wife unconsciously approached and ******soft lips ranum nadhiraa..

" mas " lirih dhira shortly after Hanan released her kiss

"   we make his son now yes dear, let mas faster be his father" said hanan hoarse

" r..**..but mas ,ini u.uah mornin'" replied dhira stammered, his heartbeat uncontrollable at all

" gpp baby, there's no one here , you're just the same mas "  

" jjjam dua also dhira no mas thesis guidance"

" eghhh, same guidance mas first yes dear, later we stop her lunch hour, so still stunt "ansaid hanan while kissing nadhira's neck

Nadhira closed her eyes when she heard the moans of her husband, why did her husband arrive like this..

" yes, yes" answered the embarrassed

Honestly, she liked her husband's kiss very soft.

" thank you dear "hanan pushed nadhira to sleep on the sofa   ,,

" mas don't here. "prevent dhira half-conscious.

Hanan did not speak his wife's words, he kissed every inch of his wife's neck, absolutely perfect your creation oh god ..

" mass dhira malu, in the room aja yaa" pinta dhira again ,,

Hanan smiled gently ,,

" yes dear "ansaid then lifted the body dhira ala bridal and towards his room....

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Hanan fell asleep tired while hugging his wife, a comfortable and happy sleep..

Nadhira looked at her husband's face..

Honestly she was very tired, how not, their activities started from 8 am and now almost 1 am, her husband is very strong, nadhiraa tired but she can not refuse her husband..

" mass, Bangunn, don't bob first, "

Call dhiraa , she's wearing a towel and she's intending to take a shower

There is no meaningful movement from her husband to make the idea of ignorant nadhira appear

" mas already almost 1 o'clock, wake up first, keep imamin dhira praying dzuhur" call dhira again while kissing the handsome face of her husband..

" eghhh. dear" call hanan.

" get up my husband ," call dhira sweet

Hearing that hanan sat down and immediately kissed the lips of dhira at a glance

" yes my wife" replied Hanan happily

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" i'm sorry mas ,dhira not to cook, mas so eat food that does not fit the tongue mas" regretted dhira

At this time they were sitting at the dinner table, hanan suggested to order food only because he knew his wife was tired, he was tired of what else nadhira..

And be now? Hanan absolutely can not swallow the food he ordered himself, yahh hanan a little picky with food, that's why hanan always carries a stock of kekampus , his tongue does not easily fit the cooking of others, except his mother and wife.

" gapapa dear, this is not your fault" replied hanan gently

" this abis mas continued to sleep again aja yaa"

Hanan stared at his wife's white face, reddish pink ranum lips, and smiled as she recalled the fact that her beautiful lips were hers..

" are you tired, dear ?" Hanan asked again, he stopped eating and looked at the nadhira

Nadhira cheeks blushing, although this is the second time they did it still he was embarrassed, he said,..

" get tired mass, you are very strong because" replied dhira blushed

" if you're tired, why don't you say hm ? Mas can stop sayanng" worried hanan, he took nadhira's left hand to hold it

"  dhira does not want to sin because she refuses her husband" replied the priest..

Hearing that hanan could not hold back his smile ,

" you are inter "

Nadhira nodded quickly

" no need mas, that deket campus later many who know car mas"

" mobile with sports car "

" don't mas , too much"

" if so buy a new car specifically to nganter you where , so no one knows car mas and not excessive right" advice hanan frustrating.. why his wife really does not want anyone to know about them.

" don't waste money on gold, just tubes for our future and children later" replied dhira again

" you don't have to think it's a pity, saving enough for seven derivatives "answer anxiety

Dhira laughs..

"  why laugh?"ask hanan confused

" if so the lecturer can be that rich, dhira wants to be a Lecturer as well ahh, so that our money does not run out of 14 derivatives "canda dhiraa

Hanan diamm, yes just remembered that the nadhira know her husband is only a lecturer, not the owner of a company whose branches are almost in every province.

" you don't have to think about work, it's the responsibility of mas " said Hanan again

" yaa mas, thank you very much for the responsibility hehe "responsibility dhira chuckled

Again Hanan stole a kiss on the lips of his wife ..he was really happy to see this nadhira attitude that he never expected...

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Sorry sorry wkk

author is afraid of sin, O god, o god ,