Marrying Young Leaves

Marrying Young Leaves
chapter 12(housewife's nose)



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After healing from all worldly concerns, Naya finally invited Zidan to a massage salon located in the mall area.


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A month passed after Naya's candidacy.


Today is the weekend, which is certainly the day that everyone is waiting for.


The atmosphere in the housewife of a couple who are adrift in age is now in the phase of 'learn to love' ,of course all this they do so that there is no divorce between the two.Before they both have spoken at length two weeks ago, so Naya expressed a sense of comfort when with Zidan and vice versa.


"i really feel comfortable when I'm around you, I know this marriage is not even a corn.But like his comfort begins to form a sense of love in the recesses of my heart"


"Sama, I guess I'm the only one who feels that way.I'm too cowardly to let you express your feelings first.Entah why my confidence seems dim to see the level of your career and education Nay"


"Zidan, I mean mas.Can you commit and forget all your past to a woman who is your age?"ask Naya


"i will try, but honestly there is still a woman who fills a little bit of my heart" Zidan replied honestly, it is true that there is a woman who makes herself 'feel' something.


"it's fine, but promise me first" Naya asked Zidan


"i promise Nay that you're my future"


Such was the night of Sunday Zidan and Naya, passed by speaking from heart to heart.


Back in the morning on Sunday.


Naya is cleaning clothes that are less neat, starting from sorting school uniforms Zidan and lastly the formal clothes that Naya will use to teach.


Zidan was back and forth to the toilet because of the heartburn he was suffering from, whatever the man ate when he gathered with his friends.


Zidan started having a lot of friends a week after he went to school, and asked his wife to let him hang out with his friends. "just take this before the exam, can you?"that's the reason Zidan when asked by Naya 'would want a test, should just study'.


Naya who decided not to curb Zidan with all his business would not want to agree to Zidan's request, but she was only a wife in the presence of Zidan which means her rights are under Zidan.


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"Mas, we're doctors aja yuk" invited Naya when it's finished cleaning all the clothes but Zidan still back and forth to the toilet.


"Come, but you're the one who brought the car" Zidan revealed as he quickly put on the jacket that Naya would hang into the closet.


"wait, Nay, are you wearing this robe?"asked Zidan when he saw that Naya was going to wear an instant hijab, Naya nodded.


"the clinic is around here mas, again I set out with you.This is a rather thick robe really, not laughing"


"i don't want you to wear this Nay, your body shape is not too closed"


"you want to wait for me to change?, really strong?"naya asked with brows frowning in wonder


"i'll wait, quickly replace it with a more oversize one".


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"So my husband got what disease doc?"naya asked when the doctor finished analyzing the disease her husband was experiencing


"It's not Mom's disease, mother's husband like her is eating too much spicy food" The doctor's answer while reading her medical records, while Naya now looks at Zidan with anxiety.


"Please redeem this drug at the clinic dispensary, may the mother's husband get well soon" said the doctor, smilingly looking at Naya.


"All right doc, thank you.We'll excuse me"Naya stood up while helping Zidan stand up.


"What spicy food do you eat?"Tanya Naya was walking towards the clinic


"i eat chicken with sambel saucy that, continue because of the ease of kebablasan" replied Zidan while glancing at Naya, he wanted to know the expression of his wife's face that was always in the face of a beautiful semangkin.


"Is halal beautiful?" ask Zidan in his heart.


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Ciee kangen <3.


All have their own busyness, the new author is perfect for typing after passing a series of activities.


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This novel is going to end so calm down okay?


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