My Beloved Husband

Fever Before Marriage

Baskara leaned Aisyah's head to her chest, this pregnant woman was embarrassed apparently after answering innocently what the young people discussed.

In fact, her husband chimed in with a joke that frightened her as if Baskara had never taught Aisha to say so, whereas from the beginning a lot of vocabulary that Aisyah knew, also from her husband.

"Yanda, I want to give that to Sofi, okay?"

"Hem, what?" Baskara looked at something that Aisyah was holding.

"Wristband, Yanda. There's both of them names, I want you."

Baskara open his palm, he wants to see first what kind of bracelet made by pregnant women this one, since long ago he had a special box made by his wife bracelet.

Good, he kissed Aisyah's forehead briefly before anyone was aware of her sexual behavior, Baskara shafiyah's arm, the girl turned her head and kissed her cheek without cue.

Nakula who turned his head suddenly touched his chest, try if it was not Baskara, he had pulled and hit maybe, where Shafiyah directly grabbed Baskara's cheek.

"What, Brother?"

Baskara retreated slightly so that Aisyah could show her face, still embarrassed, hiding behind Baskara's back since answering the duren's question.

"Yes, Brother Aisku, what's wrong?"

"Eheheheh, this is a small gift for you and Ak, welcome yes, Sofi."

"Wahhh, definitely the bracelet made by Brother yes, I definitely like and like, let me see!" Shafiyah widened her sickle eyes that could not widen intact, the beautiful bracelet with the accent of her name there, she lifted high so Nakula could see it and the young man immediately grabbed one, she said, he was fascinated by Aisyah's work. "Sir Ula, uh!"

"Eheheheheh, sorry, I like to see it, this!"

"No, take it, it's for you and it's for me, later after marriage we wear it!" cetus Shafi'ah.

"You're the one who keeps it, men aren't good at saving." Nakula gave it to Shafiyah, the girl nodded and widened her smile.

"Deal yes, after the wedding we wear?"

Nakula nodded, the day was getting closer and many promises he wanted to make with Shafiyah. So happy to arrive as his impingement, Shafiyah sambar cheeks his two brothers, Saka coughed for it.

If only he invited Arsy here, he guaranteed to be more crowded, not to mention if Arsy met with Yoga and Pian models, can clop them.

"Kakaaaaakk, turn his head!" moaning Shafiyah while dropping her head on Saka's shoulder.

Saka stretched out one hand until he could cling and make his chest a backrest for Shafiyah.

"You are, if you're married where can this be, hem?" Saka pinched his sister's round cheeks, giggling not because of until the waiter there wanted to pinch Saka as well. "Later, if you have a child going down this hair, the brunette is just him!"

Aisyah Sontak hope too, want her brunette like Shafiyah, both male and female.

"Yes, mama, her hair isn't brown!" that means Baskara's mother, her missing birth mother.

'But, it's one descendant with an orange mother."

"Came, Nda. But, on top of it is one line, it's just been separated his partner." Baskara swab that belly, don't ask weird, where there's a baby born asking for brown hair.

"But, want brown hair, Yanda!"

"Yes, ehehehe, it'll be heated to brown-brown"

Plaque!

"Sssshhh, sick, Nda .. You've been so violent since you got pregnant!"

"You don't like it?"

"Like, keep liking, you're number one, I swear!" don't be angry, this is at the diner, a lot of people are watching.

***

Dad called his two sons, cursing and blaming them for the shelf looking after their sister well.

Baskara and Saka just bowed, it's the form of pity on Shafiyah father indeed, although the fault is in the hands of Shafiyah, still the old one is blamed.

"Dad, I'm sober, I'm fine." Shafiyah asked dad to come closer.

The man immediately ran to the side of the bed, his eyes reddened and almost wet, he did not imagine that his daughter was sick before marriage.

"Sofi, Sofi, Sofi ... move to Daddy just sick, move here!"

"Eh, Sofi is healed, this Sofi is just nervous the day after marriage, Dad. Nothing, I'm good, really!" He kissed his father's face.

Baskara pats Saka on the shoulder, sighs together, one punch each they received earlier, a great responsibility as the older brother of a Shafiyah.

While Aisyah and mother were on standby at home, they prepared all the necessities before the wedding day, meeting and welcoming many guests as well as distant families

The house was full of people and luggage, opened into lodging, because no one wanted to stay outside, it was more exciting to be at home and laugh together.

"It's her bridal room, good no?" mom invited some of her cousins in, Shafiyah's specially designed room since again, which directs being on the IGD at this time, was pat on because of a lot of behavior. "It's good, ahahahah, she wants it all closed solid, right Nakula is shy, so the night after marriage, she does not want her husband to run away because of shame!"

"Ahahahahahahah, that's it, so Nakula wants to be tied up so as not to run away?"

"It looks so."

All chuckling, not imagining how Nakula will be under the control of Shafiyah, even mother can make sure that tomorrow, Nakula will double the keys of the room, she can run away at any time.

"Mom, word from my father that Sofi can joke around" whispered Aisyah.

"Gosh, that kid if his dad likes it that way, make a move!"

"Ahahaha, but his son's mother's boy all beaten up the same father loh."

"Why did my children beat?" mother's horn appeared, her face reddened. "Why?"

"It's customary to say big brother, ma'am."

Mother snatched Aisyah's phone, she called Baskara there, her lips had gone back and forth because of the exploding ramblings, her brown hair was flicked to the right and left, not to mention the time the father received his call.

If you know this, he won't tell his mother, so there's a world war at his house, I'll sleep in misfortune tonight.

"She, tell mom that I don't want to go home tonight!"

"I don't want to, Yanda. Mother will be more grumbling, continue to be a real war, ask me to go home, yes, it's better!"

"She, how would you like me to go home if you still have horns like that, say mom!"

"No, Yanda. Iis would rather if you guys went home, sofi's gonna want to go home anyway."

Uh, yeah, just dad who was holding up and begging not to go home first, let's just stay at the IGD.

"She, can't!"

"I can't either, Yanda."

"Ndaaaa, now it's so hard!" not angry, he whines. "Tell me, I'll get beat up again, Nda!"

***

Tomorrow's Tuesday, BuCil ticks on the iinnn, the widower, so Bas up 1, otreee...

Who has Pizzoo apk, Bucil there, cariin keep pinching, his name is Rien rini....

Lophe