Love Wrapped Nista

Your home

Alarm sounds loud on the nightstand. Zahra's hand tried to find it, but found it not.

He tried to get up from his position but was obstructed with Ken's hand on his stomach.

Upon realizing, he knew that the voice was not from his cell phone, but Ken-who was on the nightstand across the street.

Zahra looked at Ken next to her - who seemed to be sleeping soundly. She could not bear to wake her husband, but now it was time for dawn prayers and they had to wake up.

"Ken, wake up.. It's dawn!" she said slowly wake up her husband.

Ken didn't budge, as if he didn't hear his voice.

"Ken, let's get up. We pray dawn!" This time he slightly shook the man's shoulder for his attempt to succeed.

Ken was seen writhing slowly, then started rubbing his own eyes.

"Eh, it's dawn?" kennel murmured as if asking himself. Then the man turned off the alarm which was still sounding loudly.

She was fixated for a while, admiring the handsome face of her husband despite having just woken up from sleep.

Suddenly, Ken's eyes seemed to be looking at him as well.

"Hana .." said Ken quietly with a shocked expression.

"Yes? We pray at dawn, yes."

Ken nodded, but the man's confused face was still clearly visible.

"Hana.." call Ken again.

"Yes, why, Ken?"

Now Ken is shaking his head. What else is this?

"What, I thought I had a dream that you were in my room, but now I remember that yesterday we were officially married, he he he he..." Ken grinned, showing his neat row of teeth.

He could only smile a little, "Yes, we pray..."

"Ready, Boss!" replied Ken eagerly-looking like a soldier who was respectful to the commander.

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After the dawn prayer, Zahra and Ken descended from their rooms to the ground floor.

Zahra said she wanted to help Ms Warsih in the kitchen-to prepare their breakfast.

Meanwhile, Ken, heading to the tv room, turned on the television and chose a channel that broadcast news about the world of sports.

"Eh, his new bride is already in the kitchen anyway." chapped Devia who also just arrived in the kitchen.

The new Zahra who wanted to cut the vegetables turned to Devia. "Eh, Ma. Yes, I just want to help - just help Madam Warsih!" sahut Zahra's.

Devia sat across from Zahra, holding the back of her arms in her gentle manner.

"Thank you, Han! Mama hope, you can accept all of Ken's flaws. Ken's a hard kid, can't be forced and it's.cuek," Devia said a little at the end of the sentence.

Zahra smiled softly. "Yes, Ma. I know, really! If it's about cuek, I don't think it's as bad as it used to be, anyway!" the answer.

"Perhaps just as you are she is not indifferent, afraid that you will be watched by others next time," Devia chuckled slightly and Zahra smiled knotfully.

They continued the cooking session with a light talk about Ken's habits and Ken's favorite foods.

"So, when Ken was little he really liked to eat chicken rice with broth sauce. In the past, Mama used to make. I'll give you the secret recipe." Devia explained what Ken liked when Zahra asked.

Zahra, who has known Ken for a long time, knows quite a lot about the man's attitude and habits, but for something more detailed and personal, she does not know it yet.

After the breakfast menu is ready, Zahra approached Ken who was still engrossed in the tv room.

"Ken, breakfast yuk!" take Zahra with a gentle smile to her husband.

Ken muttered only a little and then got up from his position to get closer to his wife and without anyone's consent, Ken just grabbed Zahra's shoulder while taking her to the dining room. Of course it makes Zahra excited because he is still not used to Ken's treatment.

"Later to see Mama, I'm not good, Ken!" said Zahra slowly while opening the link of Ken's hand that had run over his shoulder.

"In fact, Mama would be happy to see us friendly, hmm..." Ken re-embraced Zahra's shoulder with his indifference. Whatever his mother said later, even if the world commented on his attitude he did not care.

Eventually Zahra could only resign without protesting again, because she knew Ken would not care about the reason now.

Sure enough, the arrival of Zahra who was walking while being embraced by Ken, made Devia smile.

"Abbic-friendly new bride!" babble Devia while giving two thumbs towards the child and his daughter-in-law.

Ken smiled slightly, while Zahra lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Udah, let's sit down! We'll wait for Zaki yeah, just had breakfast together." Devia started pouring drinks into the glass.

"Bang Zaki is here, Ma?" ask Ken who's been sitting down and flipping his own dinner plate.

"Yes, yesterday help - help until night, Mama told me to sleep here. Why go back to the apartment if there is also a room that is idle," replied Devia.

Before long, the person they were talking about came towards the dining table.

"Good morning newlyweds, how? Have you got a tutorial yet?" Zaki raised an eyebrow while staring at Zahra and Ken alternately.

"What tutorial, Bang?" ask Ken to act stupid.

"The tutorial is. Time must be explained anyway!" Zaki smiled meaningfully.

Zahra who saw the interaction between Ken and Zaki could only shake her head, hoping not to catch the absurdity of their conversation this morning.

Unfortunately, Devia who seemed to follow along chimed in Zaki's words.

"If you have a tutorial, tell your brother, Ken! Let him get married soon too, not single!" timpal Devia makes fun of Zaki.

Zaki and Ken were blown up together, while Zahra let out a long sigh.

"I want to take Hana to our new home, Ma. Hana hasn't seen it there yet!"

Devia nodded - nodding her head.

"The trip to the city takes two hours, aren't you tired?"

"No, Ma. We've had enough rest!" sahut Zahra plain. Unfortunately Zahra's honest words, it sounded strange in the ears of Devia and Zaki.

"Right you have enough rest? Shouldn't you have stayed up last night?" Zaki chuckled at the end of the sentence.

Zahra and Ken looked at each other, as if asking each other what was the right answer to give the cousin.

"That-that's..." Zahra stammered, not continuing because Ken immediately interrupted.

"But we're both not tired!" sela Ken fast.

"Well, really ask for a tutorial! All the secrets are what it is." said Zaki with a small smile.

"There's a candidate, Bang!" ken replied with a sneering tone.

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By noon, Ken and Zahra were already in the car to go to the city to see the new dwelling they would occupy.

Ken drove the car while occasionally glancing at Zahra who was sitting next to him.

"Abis look at the house, we stopped by for a bit to my new workshop, yeah."

Hearing the word 'workshop', Zahra immediately remembered the moment where she was in Ken's room at that time - when they were not officially married of course. A time when he felt he had been taken away from his holiness.

"The workshop?" ask Zahra.

"Yes, but not the old workshop. It's a new workshop.I'll start that business from scratch again,"

"All right, we'll be there later." Zahra turned her eyes out the window.

Ken felt that Zahra's attitude had suddenly turned cold on him.

"What's wrong?" asked Ken while taking Zahra's fingers with his free hand.

"It's okay," replied Zahra quietly.

"Darling, do you remember that incident?" guess Ken. "I'm sorry, yeah. Sorry.sorry..." Ken kissed Zahra's palm with a tube.

"Ken! Focus drive!" zahra Protest.

"I've been this focused, even though I'm more focused on you." Ken again kissed Zahra's fingers one by one, he liked the smell of fruit that came out of his wife's skin.

"We're on the road again, eh!"

"Emang why? The important thing is not to see other people, right?"

Zahra threw away the view because she knew Ken was insinuating him who always said shame when seen by others.

"It's up to you!" said Zahra pasrah. "It's important to focus on the drive. Be careful!"

"Yes, baby...." Ken stroked Zahra's fingers, which he held with his thumb. He did not let go of the grip, except when he wanted to pull the gear lever.

Almost two hours drive, they arrived at a residence that looked comfortable and beautiful in the eyes of Zahra. Not too well, but it falls into the luxury category.

"This is our house?" asked Zahra was quite amazed to see a pretty magnificent house in front of him.

"Your house" Ken answered, saying, Zahra said. "This is the dowry I've been handling for you. So this is your house, I'm just hitchhiking!" joking Ken while smiling smirk.

Ken glanced at the speechless-looking Zahra with his house of choice. "Likes not?" tanyakanya.

Zahra nodded repeatedly.

"What does your good husband say?"

"Thank you, Ken!"

Ken shook his head at Zahra's words. "Say. 'thank my dear husband, you're the best' That's dong!" great-granddaughter Ken while whispering in Zahra's ear.

Zahra turned to Ken who was already smiling crazily. "Thank you, Kendra Winarya!" said Zahra cuek and began to step onto the porch of the house.

"Huh..." Ken sneered but hurriedly put on a carefree face as Zahra turned to him again.

"Can you come inside?" zahra asked at the entrance.

"Don't come in, you can too, honey."

"I don't want to stay here!" Zahra.

"Why? This is your home" replied Ken as he opened the door with the key he already had.

"I don't bring a change of clothes,"

"So the problem is because of the clothes again?' ask Ken chuckling.

"Yes, how can I nginep if I don't bring a change of clothes. Ah, yes.. suitcase I haven't seen, Ken!"

"Well, that! Who says you can't do without a change of clothes? Can do!"

"How'd it go?" ask Zahra plain.

"Well, while you're at home, don't wear clothes!" replied Ken lightly. Zahra looked at him sharply.

"Just kidding, honey! Let's just stay here tonight. We'll buy a dress instead."

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