Love In Do'A(Sequel Heart Kink Raisya)

Flower Bucket

Naila is very happy to be able to meet face to face with Salwa only from the laptop screen

Salwa did not expect that her twin could match her little maaa girl. More precisely what Salwa knows is the love of her monkey.

"Naila, you're getting beautiful! A lot has changed."

"You too, Mother!" Naila followed her husband, calling him Ma'am to Salwa.

"Well I'm salting called Ma'am! Eh Naila, make me a niece of many yes! That's cute!"

Naila was wrong. Salman mendelik, gave the code to Salwa.

"Naila, you know what? Salman is actually...."

"Mr...Ma'am.... Has it been? Batrey's lowbat."

Salman cut off the Salwa talks, fearing Salwa would reveal his secret.

"Ish, no fun! Chas used to dong, deck!" Salwa was shaking her lips.

"Udah, come on sometime! Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

"What are you lying about, Mom? Batrey's still a lot of this."

"That's it, Sister Salwa, if you talk like forgetting time, kill you! Let's just watch a movie! I have a good movie."

Naila agreed to her husband's request. Naila changed her pajama shirt first. He wears a trouser cup suit and a short-sleeved floral shirt. Her hair is still a pincher. In still with her sarong and tee shirt. Haris descendants do prefer to wear gloves.

They watched the movie from Salman's laptop. The movie Salman is referring to is a Thai romantic drama. They both sat on the head of the bed. Laptops are on their ddpan with folding table refusers.

Salman glanced at Naila. Whether what handbody lotion Naila uses, it strongly provokes the smell of Salman.

Of course in the film there is a scene ciu*an quite intimate and made Naila turn her face because she felt ashamed of herself. Salman was astonished to see Naila's behavior.

"Why does it look like he never did it? He was married once! Of course if it's just like that he's ever been, even more than that." Inner Salman.

"Nin, what's wrong with you?"

"No pa-pa! Mas, why are you watching that movie?"

"Want to, it's not so bad! The same goes for my own wife. If you want, you can...." Salman stopped saying that he remembered his relationship and his wife was not as straight as the toll road.

"I mean, we're old enough to watch this movie." Salman scratched his non-itchy nape.

"I'm sleepy, sleep yuk!"

"You can go to sleep, I can take you, Nin!" Inner Salman.

The next day, Salman and Naila told Salman's family. Before going to Naila's Grandpa and Grandma's house, Salman stopped by her flower shop. Naila did not know that the store belonged to her husband.

"Come on Nin, come down first! I'm gonna get some flowers!"

Naila was still gawking on the spot. Salman took the wife's hand. Naila's heart was racing again.

"Mister Zhie!"

"Hi deck, here why not say it?"

"Surprise...!"

"Eh there's Naila too, remember me, same?"

"Sorry, Mom! Mas Salman's family is too many, so I don't memorize."

"Haha.iya, you're right! I'm Salman's oldest cousin! Welcome to the AS Flower Gallery."

"Bak, the flowers are seger-seger! I like!"

"Oh yeah? You can take it as you please! Your own husband is your own!"

"meaning?"

"This is Salman's galery!"

"really?"

"Sir, how are you? My own wife doesn't know your assets!"

"No, Ma'am! Not not to tell! Honey, let's get the flowers you like, you can arrange them yourself." Salman embraces his wife's shoulders.

Naila picked up fresh money flowers. Then he strung himself into a bucket.

"Well, that's pretty! Turns out you're a talent for flower stamps!"

"How much does this cost, Mom?"

"Why do you ask for price?"

"I don't want you to lose."

"Then, just pay with the others."

"With what?"

"Your heart."

Naila was stunned to hear Salman's words. His heart dag-dig-dug is not careless.

"Maybe it's a good time! You can do it, Salman!" Inner Salman.

Salman picked up the flower bucket that Naila had assembled. He knelt in front of Naila.

"Anindita Naila! I cannot promise to always make you happy, but I will prove that you are the only woman I love after my Mother and sister. I love you from the past, the present, and the rest of my life. Will you be the mother of my children?"

Salman romantically handed the flower bucket, waiting for Naila to receive it.

"Thank you..take..take..." The voices of Zie and the other employees cheered them.

Naila was very touched. Yes, I cannot speak. Bucket he took from the hand of salman with a nod of his head.

Feeling very happy, Salman embraced Naila.

"Thank you, honey!"

Naila's eyes glazed over, she didn't expect her feelings to be reciprocated this quickly. And it turns out that his love does not clap one hand.

"Thank you God, you grant my prayers." Inner Naila.

"Woiii...! Don't be jealous! There are many people here! You guys, get married too! Still playing shootouts!" Said Zie.

"Say you are envious, Ma'am!"

"Ish, have two children, envy! I'll have romanticization at home too!" Zie said he didn't want to lose.

"Well..."

Eventually Salman and Naila told Zie. They continue their journey to Grandma Naila's house.

Along the way, their hearts flowered.

Arriving at Grandma and Grandpa's house. Naila's main destination is Baby Kenzo. He missed his nephew.

"Yinzo...!!!"

Naila sees Kenzo being carried by her Grandma.

"Where's Mama, Grandma? Here's Ken, same aunty!"

Naila took over Kenzo from her Grandma's sling.They sat together in the living room.

"Some, in his room!"

Not long after, Freya and Alfano came out with their hair still damp.

"Daritadi, Dek?"

"Yes daritadi! What did you guys just get out?"

"Naila, you're like a child! Both newlyweds, do not ask why! Grandma chiming.

Naila became clumsy.She understood what Grandma meant.

"Here Ken same Mama first! It's mimi ASI time!"

Alfano approached Salman and whispered softly in his ear.

"Looks like Naila hasn't broken down? Haven't you been okay, Man?"

"What the hell, Bang?It's up to me dong! Remember Kenzo was a baby! Don't make a sister first!" Salman's brother is back.

"What whispers are you?" Ask Freya.

"Nothing! I just give tips to my brother!" Alfano patted Salman on the shoulder.

Late in the afternoon, Salman and Naila return to Faisal's father's house. Faisal could see something was different from his son and daughter-in-law. Salman entered the house in Naila's hand.

"You're home yet?"

"Yes, Dad." Answer them simultaneously.

"Who's flower, Nai?" Faisal glanced at the flower that Naila was holding in her left hand.

"Sure of me, Dad!" Salman answered it.

"Yes already! You guys just rest! Must be tired of traveling!"

"Yes, we go in first, Dad!" Pamit Naila's.

Faisal smiled at the two. It seems they are no longer awkward.

"May Salman be your last mate, Naila." Said Faisal, shrewd.

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