
"Mas!"
"Mas! Wake up at dawn!"
Nabila continues to shake the body of Nadeo who is still wrapped in a blanket. It seems that man is still very asleep. Has this guy always been like this? Rarely wake up at dawn. Ah.., you ask his father is still there, must be very embarrassed if he knows his son is very difficult to wake up at dawn, and often miss the time and dawn prayers. Where is the face of Haji Sigma Winata?
"Euhmmm" Nadeo wriggled. Tapu went back to sleep.
"Mas Nadeo, get up!"
Nadeo opened his eyes lazily. Her view captures the fresh Nabila, wrapped with white and pink syar'i gamis, as well as a large rectangular hijab with matching colors. It feels like a long time Nadeo did not see Nabila with this appearance. Since Nabila worked, he always wore office clothes and pants, it was loose, but it felt like taj seanggung like this.
"Yes Bil, why the hell?" Nadeo's question was still half sleepy. "Where are you going to be this early?"
"What start? Not praying at dawn? It's dawn!"
"But I still want to sleep, still sleepy."
"Come on dong Mas!" Nabila pulled Nadeo's hand to wake up. Nadeo got up and sat down, his eyes still lazily opened. But he had a very charming pillow face, making Nabila smile himself and blushed to see it. Nah! Nadeo didn't notice.
"What time is it?"
"Jam Emoat Mas, hold on again adzan. Take a shower there!"
"Euhm, yes!"
Lazily Nadeo got out of bed, and went to the bathroom.
"Mas!"
"Yes?" Nadeo turned his head as he called, he was already at the bathroom door. "Why?"
"Jangab is bathing here! I don't have any clothes here."
Nadeo patted his eel. "Oh, I forgot!"
Nadeo turned around again. "I think my clothes should be put in your closet partly, so if again here do not have to go down to change clothes."
Nabila's face met red. Embarrassed. But he quickly brushed it off.
"I'm waiting in the living room, huh? Janga lama, we go to the mosque, there is a study out of dawn prayers. I'm afraid it's too late."
Nadeo nodded.
After finishing the bath and fully dressed, Nadeo walked out of his room. The room with Raya more precisely. Now he is ready to go to the mosque with Nabila.
"Yeah, I'm ready!" Nadeo said to Nabila who was sitting on the sofa.
Nabila turned his face, he could see Nadeo with his new appearance. Can Nabila be stunned to see the good looks of her husband who is above average? Want the taste of Nabila say 'But handsome mas!' but he didn't dare.
"Cock-awkwardly?" Ask Nadeo. "I'm a handsome guy, huh? You're stunned, aren't you?"
So much pede he.
"Well, I'm pretty!"
"Obsolutely normal. Yuk ah."
Nabila covered her cheek red with the face in her hand. Wanting Nadeo to pinch Nabila's cheek, Nabila looks so adorable.
When Mareka got out of the house, Nadeo immediately got closer to the car, he thought he would take a car to the mosque.
"Mas, use a motorcycle, right? Decket really, don't use all cars!"
"But it's cold Bil?"
"It's fresh air, Mas, the key!"
Nadeo received a motor key from Nabila. It's not bad to ride a bike, Nadeo thought.
On travel.
"Why use a motorbike?"
"I told you, Mas, close!"
"Say you want me to be in a piggy bank, right?" Gida Nadeo's.
The vow! If Nadeo can see Nabila, Nabila's face is already very blushing. Blushed!
"No!"
"Still groaning, hold on, let's not fall!"
"Got ah!"
Nadeo gassed his motorbike, until Nabila who was surprised just draped his right hand on Nadeo's waist. Nadeo smiled happily at Nabila.
"Mas that's nothing!" Nabila grumbled with a pouty face, but also tucked a sense of happiness in it.
"I told you earlier. Hold on, let's not fall! Wrong yourself, the quality of you is not horrified said husband."
"What wisdom do you lie about Nadeo? Already given a beautiful wife, kind, gentle, and patient again, but still not self-conscious. Thanks Ma, has introduced Nadeo with women as good as Nabila. Can take Nadeo down a good path!" Inner Nadeo.
I don't know why the sense of comfort increasingly felt in the heart of Nadeo when close to Nabila. He can feel his warm heart, able to bring it to a better one. Regretting it used to be able to ignore Nabila.
If you can compare Raya and Nabila, they are a little different. Mareka is equally good. The difference is that Nabila is a woman who is close to religion, while Raya is lacking in that. Just now, he was still asleep. When Nadeo woke him up, he only said a moment later.
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After the study was completed, all morning worshipers left the mosque, including Nabila and Nadeo.
"Yuk Mas?"
"Who is this when?" Ask Mom whose bike is in Samoing Nabila.
Nabila smiled. "Mother when Buk!"
"Well, I think Nabila doesn't have a husband yet, hardly knows her son!" Mother said enthusiastically.
"Yes!" Timpal The other mother. "I think also Nabila has no husband, because Nabila here is always alone."
"Ohhh, Nabila may be newly married huh?"
"No ma'am, I've been married for a long time. Just a husband when he just came home, yesterday out of town." Nabila is lying.
"Oh yes, in the care of his wife. Beautiful this loh, afraid to take people."
"But it fits loh, equally beautiful and handsome. It's matching!"
Nadeo's ears are hot. Moms can match their wives with their children. Can't be in the barin.
"Yes already Buk, Nabila first huh? Assalamualaikum?"
"Waalaikum salam. Careful."
Nabila was sitting in a bell behind Nadeo, whose face was not friendly. Nadeo pulled Nabila's hand to hug her waist.
"I don't want you to do anything." Said Nadeo who made Nabila flattered.
On travel.
"Mass?"
"Hum..."
"You're not angry, are you?"
"Anged?"
"Yes..."
"Why angry?"
"So I'm glad to say, if Mas is my husband, I'm..."
"But I am your husband!" Answer Nadeo wonder.
"But it..." Pause. "Mas says I can't tell you that.."
"That's an old story!" Cut Nadeo.
"Soalah earlier Mas looked at his face really tight. I think Mas's mad!"
"Where don't you try? Her mothers are very sad. Masa' Ibuk was gonna fool my wife with her son Mareka?"
My wife? Did Nadeo really tell my wife for him? Nabila was again made blushed by Nadeo.
"Yes.., I thought I was a girl. It's slalu itself when going to the mosque."
"The woman prayed at home, the man in the mosque."
"I'm bored Mas, at home no one is imamin."
Oopss, keceplosan.
"Now I am imamin. If you go to the mosque, you have to be with me." Nadeo Disconnect. "OKay?"
"Yes!"
"What do you want for breakfast? What cravings again? Stay outside again!"
"Nothing."
"Jawab. There's no cooking?"
"Yes, there is nothing."
"Say aja Bil. All this time you never told me what you were craving. I like to take repotin with my son!"
"There really is."
"Well! Whatuh? Nasi uuk? The lontong? Noodles? lemper?"
"What the hell, not that!"
"What dong? Don't be afraid, do it all."
"The cook's Mas!"
"Huh? You sure?"
"Your son asked for it." Answer Nabila with a spoiled tone.
"But I never cook!"
"Don't want to know, your son wants it Mas!"
Nadeo smiled, even though Nabila could not see him. "Yes yes! Papa masakin!"
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