
Izza squirms spoiled on the bed. The sound of the new dawn Adhan echoed, forcing him to open his eyes.
Beside him, a man was still soundly asleep with 1 hand hugging his stomach. Last night they arrived at New Week at 9 p.m. Fatigue goes to sleep.
Izza looked at Arlan's face. This guy is pretty handsome. The body is clean typical of Javanese with neat hair.
Long enough to admire the sculptured face of Arlan, he chose to go down to take a bath.
After the shower, she plans to wake Arlan up.
"Loh. . Is it up.. ?" Izza asked when she opened the door, her husband leaned on the edge of the bed.
"You didn't wake me up, baby.. "
"It wants to wake up, but it's already awake. Bathing gih.. want worshipers ga.. ?"
Arlan smiled nodding and went down towards the bathroom. No lana after Arlan is ready, both of them directly worship.
"Is there food in the kitchen..? " Ask Izza after the prayer.
They were staying at Arlan's hospital for the man's coercion this morning.
"Ga there's. sorry.." Arlan's regret is not feeling well.
"I never cook. We are just pesen yes. . " It appears he's packing his cell phone.
"We go to the house I live in, there is already complete kitchen equipment as well.. " Please Izza.
Arlan stopped his activities. Looking at his wife's face.
"I don't want Za. We'll buy the kitchen. ."
"Why Ar, it's the same anyway.I'm closer if I want to go to the store . Stay on foot. "
Arlan snorted annoyed, he did not want to go there.What the hell, where his pride if ngongkan women.
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This day, there were a lot of patients during Arlan's working hours. Weekly leave is the reason his colleagues gave him work. Until 10 o'clock he just returned home.
When you open the door, the headlights are off. Leave the kitchen lights.
Seen on the dining table there is a tuperwear arranged 3 . Arlan approached and opened it.
1 contains rice, one vegetable and side dishes in the form of chicken stew.
He smiled, picked up the plate and ate by himself.
30 Minutes later, he entered the room. Izza slept well holding his phone. Arlan confirmed his sleeping position and took Izza's phone for storage.
The phone screen turns on when touched. Arlan still remembers the code.
When it opens, Izza and Reihan's wedding photos are displayed.
His heart that was originally flattered because his wife prepared food for him, immediately became cloudy.
Arlan kept the phone and headed for the bathroom to clean up.
Because upset, he chose to sleep on the sifa outside the front of the TV.
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"Did he not come home.. ?"
He chose a bath and morning prayers. Finished it he went out of the room and was surprised to see Arlan sleeping in his casual clothes on the sofa .
"fr..Ar. wake up.."
Arlasn squirming lazily still closed his eyes.
"Wake Ar.. "
Arlan adored his eyes. It looks like his wife has taken a bath and perfumed. Wearing short shirts and toad pants.
"Why look at me like that..? " Izza frowned.
"Ahh no... " Wake up and lift the pillow and blanket to the room.
"Why did you sleep outside Ar.. ?"
"I overslept." she replied without looking at Izza.
Izza frowned confusedly. It's not usually Arlan's indifferent to him.
"I may be home late again, Doctor Dion is on leave.. " Say Arlan as the two were in the car heading to Izza's florist shop .
"ohhhhh.."
Arlan glanced for a while then focused back on the streets.
"I'm going down first.. " Izza opened the seatbelt and grabbed Arlan's hand for the salim.
Her husband was silent. Not kissing her forehead as usual. Although a little confused, Izza chose to be silent not to ask anything. Say hello and get down.
No news from Arlan this day, just sending no message. There was a bit of resentment in Izza's heart.
"Mr... " Sapa Nuri's.
"Ahh yes Nur, what is it.. ?"
"Don't eat.. ?"
"What time is it.. ?" He saw the clock in his hand.
"Astagfirullah. Kok already ham half one.You have eaten.. ?"
"Udah... Ma'am Za nglamun from earlier I saw. Sampe did not realize it was noon. Is there a problem.. ?"
"Ehh no Nur. oh yes tomorrow I will go to Pahang. You are not the same as Juan.. "
"Ga papa mbak.. " Kekeh Nuri's.
"The same doctor also mbak, the impression.. ?"
Deg.