Love Ordinary Girl "Alya"

[POV.AUTHOR] Hanging...

That night, the moonlight seemed so bright, the constellations formed a picture of the work of the most perfect....

Alya and Raikhan, lying on the bed. They're facing each other. Raikhan's burly hands, hugging his wife affectionately.

Alya tells all about her life story and love story in the past, to Raikhan.

The man seemed enthusiastic to hear everything his wife was saying.

"Hmm.., I thought Yank.. Quite a lot too huh.., who admires my beautiful wife..." Raikhan pinched his wife's nose with anxiety, Alya also smiled widely because of it.

"Hhhhhhhhaa.., perhaps their eyesight was closed what Mas... Including my husband..."

"Surely because darling has a charmer's recitation..." Raikhan chuckled.

"Guzzer's presentation...? What...? Am I Anandhita's sister, who has a study..?" Alya turned her lips. Raikhan did not want to miss the opportunity. Caught the lips of the wife with the softness of a thrilling kiss...

Alya was surprised by her husband's actions. Raikhan slowly took off the kiss. As usual, Alya's heart was racing as her husband kissed her lips.

Raikhan smiled widely, looking at the expression on Alya's face.

"Yank.., your face is cute and adorable... We have done it often, but still the expression of the face of such a darling... Relax yes My love.., don't strain...!" Raikhan rubbed his wife's delicate cheeks gently.

"Yes Mas... Huffttt.., I tried to relax but still couldn't..."

"Hmmmm.., it's only natural to Yank.. He kissed a handsome man..."

"Can be... Upss..." Alya closed her mouth.

"Hhhahahah... Dear God, you remain an innocent Alya... You used to be my innocent girl, but now you're my innocent wife...."

"Mas.., I became amused myself when we first met. I thought you were a tourist.... Aaccchhhh stupid me..." Alya covered her face with both palms, being embarrassed by her silly behavior when she first met Raikhan. Alya's husband chuckled, looking at the wife's behavior. He grabs Alya's hand, and kisses the knuckles of the woman he loves.

"Yes Yank... How sweet I was, suddenly greeted with English, followed by Korean... But precisely because of that first impression, it fascinated me to the innocent girl..."

"It's natural to be fascinated, I'm beautiful.., hhhhehehe..."

"Yes.., because of the natural beauty as well.., it further fascinated this handsome man...."

"Oiya Mas's... Still curious about the mischief of an Alya as a child...?"

"Huum Yankees.. Tell again...!"

"Well.., listen to my story, handsome husband...! I used to love borrowing comics at book rentals. From old comics to modern ones. The comic I liked the most was called Kungfu Boy... Hhhehe..."

"Well you're a Yank girl, you like that comic too..?"

"Yes, yeah..." Alya showed a puppy-eyes face... Raikhan became anxious, he kissed his wife's forehead.

"Tell me what is still ringing in remembrance dear...!"

"Mmmm.., if not a paper-thin stance. At that time I was very curious... Out of curiosity, I tried that kereeennn style.. First of all, I put a white paper on the cupboard with the glass. After concentrating on gathering the energy within, I touched the paper that was stuck with my palm... And what's going on...?" Raikhan frowned, while Alya seemed to be smiling widely.

"What Yankk...?"

"Krompyngggwt... The glass in the cupboard broke, the glass scattered..."

"Pfftt.... Haha... Yes Allah Yank.., kog can yes...? If I become a parent dear, otw the bad boy is sent to the boarding school so as not to be more active..."

"Hhhehe Yes Mas... But there's more..."

"Hahhhh..., there's more..? Is Yank your other mischief...?" Raikhan is getting excited about his wife's story.

"This wife of Mas Rai, also once imitated the scene of his kick. But because of an omission and mistake, I even toppled myself Mas... Huuff is in pain, panta* me..."

"Haha-hhaaa... Oh God, may our daughter, her naughty is not as creative as the Mama...." Raikhan's laughter became.

"Ehhhmm, continue your story Yankkkk...!"

"Hhhhehe, okay. I once secretly picked up two lid pots., unbeknownst to Mom..."

"Hmmm, what is the lid of the pot for Yank...?"

"Duch Yankkk's.. You're a very creative sich... The responsibility yes...! My stomach's cramping Yank, laughing....."

"Ohhhhehe... Yes Mas... I used to not be able to buy a racket. It's just a kok, it's also a gift from one of my little friends..."

"A little memory-filled time is Yank..."

"Yes Mas... If Mas Rai, it must be indecent Alya yes...?"

"The bad of each 2 children is different Yank..."

"Tell me donk Mas..!!"

"Alright Honey.... Listen yes...!! Back when I was a kid, me and my friend2 used to busk in the streets. Little Raikhan was in charge of carrying used cans of wafer, asking for dime to every biker or car. As for the other friends, they sang with their swords. Money collected, we buy chicken noodles or baso Yank... Hhhaha.... Arriving at home, your mother-in-law is angry2... But he never hurt his son, only his scolding makes my ears hot..."

"Hhhhahhha.., my husband turned out to be busy in the streets..."

"That was darling... If now, your husband is a shy man, you know..." Raikhan rolled his eyes.

"Shame...??? Achh.., Mas Rai is not a shy person in my opinion.... The proof of success makes a flat stomach become big like this..." Alya chuckles.

"Hmmm.., that only happens to darling..."

"Yes obviously donk Mas, just be careful if with others...!" Alya's eyes glared, as if she was threatening her husband.

"Hhhhhaha... That's not gonna happen. Because everything I have, my heart and body, is fully owned by Alya...."

"My heart and body are for you too..." The sweet lovers were always hugging each other. Raikhan showered his wife with a kiss....

Drt..drtt.....

Vibration sound of Alya's cell phone. Raikhan immediately grabbed the flat object lying on the table, and answered his call.

📞 "Asalamu'alaikum... Hello.., with whom is this...."

There was no response from the caller. Even after hearing Raikhan's voice, the call was instantly closed. Raikhan was very upset.

"Who is...?"

"again the mysterious caller Yank.. He's hiding his number..."

"Have left it...! Not to be taken with annoyance..."

"Mmmm..., has that person called many times...? Not just once or twice...?" Raikhan looked at his wife closely. With doubt, Alya answered...

"I.iya Mas..."

"Why didn't my darling tell me..?"

"I'm afraid, I'm worried..."

"Honey.., from now on do not go alone. Invite Mama or Bi Ijah if you leave the house, even if you only go to the mini market across the street...!"

"Yes, yeah..."

"I have to investigate Yank..."

"Already Mas... Maybe it's just a jerk shuffling the numbers..."

"Yes Yank... I hope it's not the one who's going to be mean..."

"In shaa Allah is not Mas... If he's malicious, he'll definitely answer the call and make a threat..."

"Huum Yankees... Yuk sleep, it's getting night...! What a beautiful dream, my love..." Raikhan kissed Alya's forehead, and shifted his head down, right in front of the wife's stomach.

"Beautiful daughter Papa, healthy always yes dear... Sleep with Mama. We're waiting for you, son..." Full of tenderness and love, Raikhan kissed his wife's stomach.....

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