
After being satisfied enough to enjoy all the orders, Alex and Nabila decided to go home, because the day had gone up late. Aisyah also drove the two friends outside the cafe, because she did not want to go home. Aisyah wants to go home with her husband, so she hands the keys to her motorcycle to Nabila.
"Bring this bike! I can't believe what Alex looks like. You're afraid you'll be taken to a neighbor's house, not until you go home!" he said as he glanced at Alex who had walked in front of the two young girls.
"Abroad! My neighbors don't have it!" alex protest.
Aisyah and Nabila laughed. While Alex chose to turn on his motorbike without wanting to splash on Aisyah.
"I'm home first yes, you're good! Don't fight!" nabila Message.
"Ready commander!" Aisyah demonstrated a firm and respectful attitude towards Nabila while holding back her laughter. Nabila just shook his head and also run the motor owned by Aisyah who has been handed to him.
After Nabila was not seen then Aisyah went back into the cafe to meet her husband who was in his private room.
Slowly Aisyah opened the door slowly with. A lethargic look from the husband's face. The man reread some of the documents until he was unaware of his wife's arrival.
"It's night. We're home, yeah!" Aisyah embraces her neck and kisses her husband's cheek. Azam immediately closed the document to look at his wife.
"Have you started being naughty?" sindir Azam's. "A dare to flirt with your husband?"
Aisyah blushed in embarrassment. It was just an ordinary kiss. Is it not natural for a wife to kiss her husband? What is unusual is that if you kiss a neighbor's husband, it's unnatural.
"Basar messum," taunted Aisyah with pursed lips.
Azam just scrunched his forehead. "Lho... How is it that Mas messum? Kan Ais the tium-tium Mas first, meaning Ais the messum, not Mas!" azam Protest.
Yes, it is true that her husband, Aisha, kissed Azam, meaning she was the one who messum. Aisyah directly hit her head slowly.
"Here already!"
Azam pulled the slender body of his wife to enter into the embrace. Hoping with a hug from his wife the tiredness that was carried earlier will disappear. Azam stroked the head of Aisyah wrapped in her hijab and then slipped slowly.
Aisyah was very comfortable with the treatment of her husband, so she could hear more clearly the rumbling voice in her husband's chest.
"All right, let's just go home! We'll connect at home"
Suddenly Aisyah's face was hot. What the fuck? Aisyah directly held onto her cheek. Intentions want to calm down but the ends instead fall in its own trap.
"Why you?" asked Azam when he saw Aisyah's face had blushed.
"Normal." Azam placed a palm on Aisyah's forehead.
"What the hell, Mas?" aisyah Protest.
Azam and Aisyah started walking out of her study. The tail of Aisya's eyes swept out in all directions in search of the figure he was looking for. In fact, that figure does not exist.
"Huhhh!" Aisyah grunted quietly.
"Why?" Azam stared in surprise as his wife threw her arm.
"Where did that hot girl go?" Angrily Aisyah threw her body in the front car seat.
"Who do you mean?"
"Who else if not Mas employee named Ria it."
Azam immediately frowned while holding back his laughter when he saw Aisyah's face look annoyed. "What's looking for Ria? He's on leave."
"Refresh?" asked Azam in surprise. Somehow his wife's taste seems simpler, and angkringan is his favorite place to prop up the stomach.
"I want to eat intestinal satay, Mas." Aisyah immediately stroked the stomach that felt hungry.
Without waiting for long, Azam came down and opened the door for his wife. The two walked together to a plastic chair that had been provided by the angkringan seller. With a sharp look Aisyah's eyes observed every snack served on the table.
"Sir, there's no intestinal satay?" aisyah asked slightly disappointed, as her net could not catch the available intestinal satay.
"Wow, there's no. Chickens are scarce now" explained the seller. With a disappointed look Aisyah even left Azam who had eaten cat rice.
Azam was astonished to stare at Aisyah's departure without a word. Without waiting long Azam wrapped his rice back and paid for it.
"Ais, what's wrong with you?" ask Azam who just got into the car and saw Aisyah's lips can be pigtailed.
There was no answer from his wife, Azam just grinned harshly. Azam knew that the mood of his wife was not good. He decided to return to his car without asking too many questions.
"Would we go home or go somewhere else?" ask Azam in the middle of the journey
"We look for satay gut first just came home," Aisyah pinta lethargic.
Azam just nodded slowly to comply with his wife's request. Along the way he observed every roadside, hoping to see the angkringan seller again soon. When the net caught the angkringan tent, Azam immediately marginalized his car to get down. Hoping in this place he found what his wife wanted.
"Wait here, let Mas come down!" the Decree of Azam on Aisha.
Aisyah simply nodded slowly while observing her husband's every upright step.
Aisyah is unceasingly grateful to have been juxtaposed with handsome and well-established men and attention even though she is still a little stiff in her opinion.
However, his screaming face was dashed when he saw Azam return empty-handed.
"Ais, the intestinal satay does not exist" Azam said lethargicly.
"Yes, come home!" bring Aisyah flat.
"We're looking up ahead!" point Azam towards the front where the angkringan kang is.
Aisyah rough mendessah. His heart felt like it was a broken heart that felt claustrophobic when it did not get what it wanted. She now wants nothing more than to get home to sleep.
Lucky less luck to Aisyah. Already some angkringan visited, still none of them peddle like satay gut, his desire.
Seeing that his wife had fallen asleep, Azam chose to return home immediately. The journey that took almost two hours left him feeling a little exhausted.
Arriving at his garage, Azam wanted to wake Aisyah up. However, seeing that Aisyah was already asleep with regular snoring of breath. Azam, of course, abandoned his intentions. He raised his wife's body without waking her.
"Ask for a weird request, anyway?" said Azam who has now raised Aisyah's body to enter the house.
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...TO BE CONTINUE'S...
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