LECTURER HALALKU

twenty seven

" masyaallah, you cook this alone baby "shocked mika mom when you see so many dishes presented with such a neat arrangement ..

" well, brother dhiraa has twin, not exactly all the same brother?if there are , think Mau gak she became the wife of gibran "strange speech gibran, managed to make hanan tick..

"Don't worry gibran , mending cepet sit and eat, don't need it strange to brother's wife "

Dhira who had been smiling because of the funny praise of gibran, immediately faded due to the words of her husband

" lohh mas ?how about anyway ?according to dhira not strange how his question , gibran only nanya dhira have a twin brother what not " protest dhira

" yes baby, but the point of the gibran question is a woman who is like you really?" Hanan replied gently, he smelled the smell of the tangle of his wife here..

" the reason why women kayak dhira hm? Not good, huh? That's why the word mas mgawur and strange, right ?"  Answer the sad dhira

And yaaa. is that right? His wife was offended AGAIN..

While Gibran looked at the confused sister-in-law, how could he even think that way ? While he alone never knew the relationship between the word ngawur with women good or not good ..

" not that he means the , sorry yes , sorry mas if you allude to your feelings "yahh for a time like this the path that can be found only to succumb and be extra patient..

" why apologize? Mas indirectly allowed the words of the dhira was "hanan see the eyes of the nadhira that has glass..

" my son, mother has no intention to interfere with your household problems, but let your mother interpret your husband's words earlier yes" interrupted mika soft mika ,

Dhira nodded thinly ,

" ,why does your husband call the question gibran earlier with the word ngawur, that means no woman will be exactly like his wife who in the sense that it is good "  obviously mika ma'am slowly..

" mother, baby, I mean that, maybe everyone has the best version of each, but in the eyes of the mas you are the best version of the best, maybe everyone has the best version, no one can call you in the eyes of the mass, ngerikannn?" Obviously hanan was nervous, he really hoped for the help of the mother to bear sweet fruit .. And obviously a very beautiful smile rose clearly in the way his wife..

" hmm sorry mas , dhira do not know what I mean by mas "ansaid dhira smiled happily ..  

Her mood rose rapidly when she heard the husband's praise ,

" yes dear, gapapa "answer haan relieved..

Dhira approached to Hanan and kissed her husband's cheek briefly and then moved to take the plate,,

" his handsome mas dhira wants to eat what hmm? Dhira fetapin "

Hanan was quite surprised by the treatment arrived his wife , several times he looked at mother and gibran,

The mother who had just stumbled on her smile, and the gibran who was silent and stared at the cengo Nadhira, how not ? Today he witnessed firsthand and close what it is called people with "THE POWER OF BUMIL"  , the mood that was more plummeting than the historical value of gibran smp time that is the value of 0 can rise just like that in a fraction of a second  ...

" mum eat all her dear, all your cooking is delicious because " replied hanan smiling..

Nadhira took her husband's food with a smile..

" eat a lot yaa mas , let it be healthy" said dhiraa ..

Hanan nodded happily..

" i'm sorry mommy didn't help you cook baby" interrupted mom mikaa, she stared at the food in front of her

" gapapa bund, dhira seneng there are mothers with gibran here, dhira can cook a lot for you  "

" thank you son, mother ampe confused want to eat which was first, delicious everything because "canda bu mikaa..

Dhira just laughed a little at the confusion of her mother-in-law, she said,

" no dhira eating?  Ask gibran

Dhira shakes

hanan stopped his meal, he stared at the dhira who was beside him..

" why not eat ?"ask hanan to worry..

" dhira doesn't want to eat mass"

" why don't you eat ?"

" don't know"

" eat dear yaa, mas bribin nih ,aaaaa" said hanan while lifting his spoon ..

" dhira is full of "elak dhira

" what full? You haven't eaten anything yet "

" it was fitting cooking dhira kesingan nyicip his cake, ehh even full"

" are you sure, son?" Ask mika

" yes bund "answer dhira..

" tuhh who, denger said mother, eat yes dear yes "rayu hanan

"    but dhira is full of mas"

" where can be full anyway, if nyicip cuisine just don't pack rice right?"

"But if you don't believe gapapa, you don't want to eat the tree" and yahh, the second new trait has come out, namely STUBBORN

Hanan sighed heavily, her mother was right, facing a pregnant woman really drained her patience,,

Gibran nudged the hannan and told him to look at the mother, and the mother hinted to patiently face nadhira..

" you want what ? Mas follow deh , as long as you want to eat, kasian our child if you do not want to eat gini" rayu hanan for the umpteenth time..

Dhira diamm, he seemed to be thinking ..

" masjani nurutin want dhira ?"

Hanan nodded enthusiastically,,

" want dhira eat first or denger want his dhira first ?" Her bargain

" you want to eat first "quickly answer..

" if not how? "

" masjuan in front of gibran sama mama"

" okay deh, "dhira eat with lahapp, he is really excited to want it..

*****

"  what do you want hmm? Food or what?" Hanan asked when they finished praying and were in the room ..

" dhira wants to lecture dhira until graduation is finished" replied dhira nervously

" what else you want to take care of anyway , your thesis is also finished , what else hm? " tanya hanan was a little upset ,,

Wellh since the hanan meeting with dio that day, hanan took over the dhira thesis without dhira tau, he finished the rest and acc his own, yahh hanan has such power

" mass , mas is a lecturer , dhira sure if mas must know what things dhira means" explained dhira gently , she stroked the back of her husband's right hand..

" about it all let the mas take care of , you are at home, you are also pregnant , mas want you to understand if mas ngelakuin this all because mas worried "

" what are you worried about?  We are in the same faculty, mas can see or watch dhira at any time if the state of dhira mas worriedin "  

" what does that mean ?" Hanan asked annoyed, why the last sentence that dhira said as if cornered himself..

"  for my concerns about dhiraa all have solutions mas , t.but .."

" but what? "

" but if you're worried about yourself, you don't know what to do?"

" dhiraaaa..."

" but if mas continue to ban dhira to campus this hard? Is there something you're hiding?"

" NADHIRAAAA!!!" Hanan sentak ..

He pulled his powerful hand from the body of the dhira until it involuntarily hit his stomach

" I really can't understand your way of mind  !!"

Hanan stood staring at the dhira who was still sitting down on their mattress..

"  you think I'm hiding what huh? Or do you have other intentions until you really want to be a campus ? Want to see who nadhira is? Your guidance counselor? Or that handsome college rector?"  Sarkas hanan, she really ran out of stock patience today, for a moment hanan forget the pregnancy nadhira and vent her frustration..

" BANG HANAN!!"  A gibran from their door, there was already a gibran and mother behind him

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Especially the end of this part the author wants to apologize because it was broken capslock at the end of the part before his hehe, sorry yaa ,, I ,,

The author does not want to nerima chrysanthemum, but you should know, your writing is only 1 word kayak "advanced" is already successful for us the author spirit to continue the story, continued the story,  especially me personally

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