Love In Pesantren's

bed grab

After Nimas died, Hulliyah showed the room to be occupied by Sofia and Farrel.

"Well, Sof, this is your room. I'm sorry it's cramped, it's my adek's room."

Hulliyah also came out to let a couple of husband and wife is not clear in a mini-sized room. The old bed was made of iron along with a single mattress that fit one person on it.

"Such a little co?"

Farrel stood in his place.

"Udahlah Rel, this is a people's house. We should appreciate the host."

Sofia came forward while looking for something.

Nyari what is Sof?

"Well, how do we sleep?"

Farrel is a hobby of anger.

Sofia smiled and then pulled the hand of her husband.

Uh uh, Farrel want to flap?

"You sleep above, I'm below."

Sebentaar, the brain of author shadowin first.

Farrell frowned deeply, then sat on the bed but his eyes watched the floor he was on, which Sofia said would sleep there.

"The air here is cold woii, sure you want to sleep on the floor?"

Cieee Farrel worried what's the wkwk?

"I'm gonna pinch tiker to Hulli."

Oh yeah, just thought too.

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Farrel laid himself on the mattress that could not be said soft but comfortable enough to sleep on.

Shortly afterwards Sofia returned, she saw Farrel who had closed her eyes, in her mind oh had gone to sleep, thank God so she did not have to listen to the scolding of the husband.

Laki ko hobby nagging yee.

Sofia unfurled the blanket she brought, the intention of the heart wanted to borrow the mat uh it turns out the mat has been held in the middle of the house. And the middle of the house was filled with Hulliyah relatives, not feeling good to get rid of them finally Sofia borrowed a blanket.

Aaaahhh floor I dataaang...

Sofia also sleeps with a blanket patterned flowers that are not thick.

Uncomfortable indeed, the air in Hulli's hometown is so cool that Sofia can not close her eyes.

The cold oath is a prick.

As a result Sofia curled up like a fetus in the womb. Uh my love, this is author pinjemin carpet.

While on it, in bed means Farrel peeking with one eye.

Then get up and throw a pillow towards Sofia.

"Awas, I'm angry at the top. Move carefully!!"

Sofia was a bit confused, the sii period was that hot while she was freezing to death.

They also changed positions.

Yeay finally had some warmth too.

Cold like this he's sultry, ck body hulk emang.

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Down there Farrel rolled around unable to sleep, several times he opened his phone just looking at a clock that he felt was not going forward.

Farrel put on his jacket, at first glance Sofia who slept while mangap. Duh could not be more graceful in your sleep Sof.

Repeatedly Farrel rolled up to his head hit the bedpost and caused a shock to the bed making Sofia wake up.

Farrel grimaced silently, but he saw Sofia's feet hanging down.

Look who knows who Sofia isn't, who does?

"You're really the Rail, on top of the heat. We're in charge again, yeah, I'm not strong."

Any timing?

With pleasure Farrel climbed to the top, ah comfortable.

And again, Sofia was cold.

Are you guys even playing tuker-tuker how is this?

So cold Sofia was unable to lie down, finally sitting down to bend her knees slightly shaking, understandably entering a quarter of the night the air became colder.

Up there, Farrel awoke.

They finally looked at.

Well you're caught lying to both of you.

"You!! Sit here!!"

Farrel patted the side of the mattress next to him. For a moment they were silent.

"We share the bed."

Haaah sometimes yes man prefers the difficult road even though the shortcut is in sight.

Actually Sofia was reluctant, but she also agreed because her goal was to obey her husband.

Are you afraid Sof?

Say aja yaaa.

Afraid of being caught by a drooling haha.

Forgive the evil author.

Finally, one bed they clinged and huddled. At least fighting back like this gives warmth rather than having to sleep on the floor.

They share the same blanket, uhuyyyy. Bless this.

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Initially fine, Farrel and Sofia both fell asleep in their dreams. Until the moment Sofia squirms unconsciously, then kicks unconsciously too.

His hand pushed towards Farrel, and finally Farrel's body rolled down and fell to the floor.

The suspect with no sin grew louder. While Farrel grimaced in pain

"Barbar is sleeping too."

A thin smile on the interspersed ringing was faintly imprinted on his lips.

Farrell finally chooses out of the room, leaving the barbarian sleeping princess who floats dreaming of pushing the car on strike. Haha.

In the yard is quite extensive it turns out many fathers are lighting a bonfire. Duh inget Ospek.

Farrel chose to approach them precisely to approach the fire just to warm the body.

"Eh, let's go get Hulli?"

One of the fathers turned out to recognize him, even he got a welcome meal in the form of burnt cassava. Uuh.

Warm.

That's how Farrel felt. Again he felt stupid, rather than fighting over the bed with Sofia maybe if from here he would not be cold.

Soon after joining, Farrel has become his artist now.

"Well, is this his wife?"

"Ah yes what."

Farrel replied that, in fact, it is not appropriate that he was spelled husband and wife with Sofia. Their marriage story is similar to the romantic novels hate being love.

Heh.

No, no. The story is not that beautiful.

To imagine it Farrel shuddered. He probably swallowed his own saliva.

Huekk.

It is time for the dawn of music to be turned off, letting the muezzin wake up anyone who sleeps, inviting everyone to face his Lord.

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Sofia squirmed lazily, it was hard to wake herself up. Moreover, just a few hours he slept the rest of last night himself and Farrel was frolicking.

His hands stretched, uh wait. Sofia realized something.

Where's Farrel?

Where's farrel?

Sofia wondered, then stepped her feet out of the room.

"Wake Sof up?"

Good morning greetings from Hulliyah he first heard.

"Yes Li, did you see Farrel?"

Hulliyah.

"Maybe go to the mosque first, let us go to the mosque as well. The hunt is beginning to gather."

Uh.

Why is Sofia happy to hear Farrel to the mosque?

Although it's not necessarily either.

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The sound of the music was turned on again, this morning Sofia had not met Farrel.

"From her husband?"

Greet the gentlemen who happened to pass by.

Ko knows.

Sofia hesitated.

"Son Farrel again help lift the chair."

Huh uh ooh.

Sofia did not wonder anymore, she went to Hulliyah's kitchen just to help see what she thought