Love In Do'A(Sequel Heart Kink Raisya)

Darling

Salman was still staring at Naila's face. He can't look away. Reflexes raised his hand to admonish the cheek to Naila's lips. There's something tight down there. But Salman must master it. He was forced to get up from his bed, to the bathroom. Naila, who was aware of her husband's behavior, could only hold back a smile. Naila got up and made her bed. Not long after, Salman came out of the bathroom and prayed.

Finished making her bed, Naila went into the bathroom to take a shower and appreciated the pads. While coming out of the bathroom, Naila sees Salman sleeping again. Looks like he's very tired. Naila went to the kitchen to look at the groceries. In the kitchen there is already Bi Ijah who is cooking.

"Bi' early in the morning really cooked it?"

"Yes, there are new residents!"

"What do you cook? Let me help you!"

"Balado cob same saute kale. No, Nai! You just accompany your husband! Aunty can cook by herself."

"He's sleeping! After the prayer he slept again! It's as sleepy as it is!"

"Nai! Do not delay pregnancy! If you are pregnant, you can take a vacation first!"

"Married a day already pregnant, Bi!"

"Yes, the name of the married man must have been thinking ahead of him! Don't be like Auntie! Delaying pregnancy because it is not materially ready, at the end of the old until it has no offspring."

"Yes, Bi! I'll remember Aunt's message."

"Must be! If you have children, you continue to go to college, your child can be sent to Auntie, hehe..."

They continued cooking. I don't think time has shown 6:30. Faisal just came out of his room. He smelled a smell coming from the kitchen.

"Sweetie! What are you cooking?"

"Balado cob same stir-fry kale, Dad!" Answer Naila.

"Dad, make me coffee!"

"Let me do it, Dad!"

"Where's your husband? Make it too!"

"In the room."

"I don't know what he's copying yet?" Inner Naila.

Naila made coffee for her father in accordance with the usual dose made. After that he went into the room to take Salman to breakfast.

Arriving at his room, Salman still did not wake up. Naila took the initiative to wake him up.

"Hi, wake! Wake up!" Naila touched Salman's arm. Salman is not involved.

"M-Mas, wake!" This time he shook Salman's arm. Salman opened his eyes.

"I dream huh? Looks like somebody called me, huh?"

Naila could only scratch her head which was not itchy. He ignored Salman's question.

"Let's get up! We're having breakfast!"

As she was about to step in, Naila's hand was blocked by Salman. She stopped and turned to her husband.

"A-what's up?"

"I love your calling! It should be, right?" Salman rolled his eyes, then went to the bathroom to wash his face.

"God! He seems to be flirty!" Naila said, shrewdly.

Naila got out of her room first.

"Where's your husband, Nai?"

"Still wash your face, Dad! It's coming!"

"Again, Dad! Sorry I fell asleep!"

"No pa-pa, son of Salman! Let's have breakfast!"

They had three breakfasts. Bi Ijah and Mang Kasim have breakfast in the back gazebo.

"How is that enough, Dad?" Naila asked while spooning rice to her father's plate.

"Serve your husband first! Dad's used to ambushing himself."

"Oh yes, sorry to forget!" Then she put the rice on her husband's plate.

"So this is enough?"

"Yes, pretty dear."

Suddenly there was a flower blooming in Naila's heart. Her husband this time managed to make her misbehave. Faisal who saw the newlyweds behavior in front of him, could only smile.

"What a great act, my husband. But I like it!" Inner Naila.

They eat quietly. Salman is not even ashamed to go back.

"Yes, son of Salman?"

"What a son, Dad!"

"That's your wife's cooking! He can cook every day for you!"

"Oh yeah? I can't believe it, Dad!"

"Prove it later!" Faisal assured Salman.

After the breakfast was over, Naila cleaned up their used dirty furniture. Salman wanted to help Naila, but was prevented by Faisal.

"No, Dad! I prefer milk."

"Damna! Make milk for your husband!"

"Yes, Dad!"

5 minutes later Naila came with a glass of milk for Salman. Salman and Faisal were chatting on the front porch.

"It's milk!"

"Thank you, sweetie."

Naila nodded and smiled. After finishing work in the kitchen with Bi Ijah, Naila returned to her room to prepare the items she would bring to Jogja the day after. He and Salman must return to Jogja immediately, given that the permission given from the campus is only short. And Salman has a new project that he has to finish there.

While folding his clothes, the door of the room opened. Apparently Salman is coming. Naila is confused about starting talks with Salman.

"Ehm, need some help?"

"N-no! Let me do the work! You just relax!"

"Nin, I'm sorry that you're not comfortable with my call! I don't want our parents to be suspicious."

"No, right! You call me baby because there's a father." Inner Naila.

"It's okay, I get it." Answer Naila.

"Although I really want to always call me by the call of my darling, Nin!" Inner Salman.

In the afternoon, Salman invited Naila to play at his house.

"Stay there last night! Your in-laws would also want to see her ex's son. I'll sleep here tomorrow before the day after you're back in Jogja!" Faisal advised Naila.

"Yes, Dad!"

They went to Salman's house using Naila's eye motor.

"Handle, Nin!"

"Huh?"

Unwilling to argue, Salman took Naila's hand and placed it on his stomach to hold on.

"Well, look! Don't protest too much! The sins!"

Naila's heart passed. Salman managed to make it back in flower. Along the way Salman always smiles. The attention is quite far, about 60 minutes. But it doesn't feel like it's for both. Because their hearts are happy.

Arriving at Salman's house, there the residents are still complete. There are Salman's parents, Salman's three younger brothers and all the household assistants. Only Salwa was not with them.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum hail!

They kissed the backs of Salman's parents' hands.

"Come on Nai, sit down! You must be tired!"

"Salman, why are you taking the bike? Don't you ask to pick up Mang Diro?"

"Dad Ical has also asked to bring his car, Mother! But my wife wants to ride a motorcycle." Salman glanced at Naila.

"Oh, so!"

"This is Mom, the drink!"

"Thank you, Ma'am Jum!"

"Yes, you're welcome."

"Let's drink first, Nai!

"Yes, Mother."

"Mr Salman....!" The youngest just came out of his room, and approached Salman.

"Ayuni, are you fat? Keep eating, right?"

"Ish, Brother! I just did not see body shaming! Uh there's a pretty Mommy!" Ayuni said, then kissed Naila's hand.

"Dragon!" Said Raka and Riky together.

"Hem.. You guys didn't go to college?"

"No college today." Answer Riky.

"Yes, same." Answer Raka.

They talked together in the middle room. Naila felt warmth within Salman's family. He had long lost such a moment in his family.

Seriate....

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Those who have not read the novels of Salman's parents and Naila's parents, can immediately read yes brother...

Title novel "The Freshness of the Heart of Raisya"

See You Again....