My husband's cousin

Chapter 9

 

    Today I woke up feeling great. I am happy because from now on we will both learn to improve relationships. It means there will be a lot of new things ahead. 

   "Morning, Yank," I cried as I greeted him with a hug.

  "Morning, Hani," he replied with a kiss on the forehead. 

 It just so happened that Si Mbok next week returned home, so I do not have to worry about maintaining the attitude in front of him. 

 Bang Danil who was unfamiliar with such treatment looked awkward at first. However, he tried to get used to replying with the call as agreed last night. 

  We had breakfast with my fried rice. Plus a glass of warm milk for each. Without saying much the dish in front immediately went to the stomach. 

  "Han, later you will pick up to the store so you can go home together, we have dinner outside later. Wanna?" 

  "Don't you just go home and take a shower, and then you leave for dinner?" bargained. 

"No need, go to the laper, Hani. Sometimes we spend time together outside. Consider it a date!" he screamed while winking. I smile at him. 

  Yeah, alright. Is there always a challenge in every beginning? Consider this the challenge. We learned to constantly change calls to bring a different atmosphere and taste than before. When once as a cousin now as a married couple. 

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 All the work in the store was well done. The employees do their jobs according to their respective functions. So I have a lot of free time. 

  I took my time to learn and gain knowledge about the household. Honestly, the science I have is far away. There are not many opportunities to share with experienced people. 

  I opened the google app, hit the keyword in the search field "happy household tips". Various references out. One by one I looked, my eyes were fixed on a title "understanding the character of the couple" and then click.

 After reading through many references, I drew the key conclusion that communication is really about. Yes, communication between couples. No one is buried let alone until the roots lead to revenge. 

  Ok. It means that Bang Danil and I have to be open to each other. All righty! Wasn't hard. So far we have always shared stories. Maybe in the future we learn to express feelings. 

   As I was busy reading various supporting articles, a voice call came in. 

"Assalamualaikum, Hani. Lunch is out, yuk!" 

 Instantly my cheeks blushed to hear a voice greeting across there. 

 "Wa'alaikumsalam, Germany. Your office is far away, can you?" I'm not sure. 

 "What does a wife not do. Ready for the hunt, awaited in front of the store!" 

  For the sake of my curiosity I immediately went out of the store. In the parking lot it turns out he was waiting while smiling with his hands still holding the phone. How much I wanted to get a surprise from him. 

   I waved my hand at him. Then go back inside, hurry up and get ready. A little tidying up the makeup to be unsightly by him. Oh, Gooddo. It feels as good as this turns out. As if I just knew him. 

  "Yong, Hani. You are beautiful this afternoon!" it was as I got into the car. I looked at him with a cramped face. It's like a first date. 

  "Your dreadlocks, Yank!" my son pinched slowly on his arm. 

  He chuckles softly. Slowly stepped on the gas and the car left the store parking lot. 

 

 "You know what, don't you? I deg-degan ahahaha," he said with one hand holding his chest. 

 I smiled a little. We are the same as it turns out. 

 

"I feel like a new person, yeah! How does it feel," God again. 

  "Oh, really, aren't you?" 

 "A little!" I pretended to be busy with my phone. In the heart of the heart as if jumping. 

  "This is the first time, Han. It felt as if again falling in love with a new person," he murmured again. 

 Silent. I prefer to be a listener. My feelings are the same. It feels like a first date with a newly known man. Dag-dig-dug is not good. 

  "Han, may Allah be pleased with our good intentions to start over again, yes. Let this household always be harmonious and present the feeling as it is now. Flowers," he said expectantly. 

   "Aamiinu. InshaAllah, Yank!" i'm guaranteeing. 

  In my heart I say the same prayer again, wanting our household to walk as it should. Sakinah mawaddah warohmah. Even though they are still learning. 

   After some time the car entered the area of a Sundanese restaurant that carries the theme of Lesehan. One thing I won't forget when he runs to open the door for me. Really like someone who is dating. 

  "Don't forget the husband tag!" he stretched out his hand. This time I could not help but smile. 

    We chose to sit at the end of the cottage near the pond. It's cooler and more comfortable here. Suitable as a place of courtship, #eh. 

  While waiting for the dish to come I casually pulled out the phone from inside the handbag. 

  Along with that an incoming message from my Whats App contact. The tone with a fairly tight volume attracted the attention of Bang Danil who had been busy enjoying the view of the pond with fish swimming on the surface. 

 "From who? A customer?" kepo tanyanya. I'm shaking. Because it's not from my customer. 

 "Homband?" search again. I'm back to shaking. 

 "Keep from whom? Hannah?" Apparently he's still curious. 

  I doubt say. Because the sender of this message is not someone he knows. However, if I don't tell you, I'm afraid Bang Danil will be mistaken. 

 "Yudis, a high school friend at Junior High" I honestly explained. 

 "Who else is that? Your new fan? How come you never heard his name? Why did he call you?" with a series of questions. His face began to look angry. I don't want misunderstandings to ruin a pleasant atmosphere. 

  "Nanyain orders his mother, Yank. Don't take care of it. Not important. He said we're going on a date, "my sniffling. 

 I quickly turned off the phone so as not to disturb us again. His face slowly turned calm despite still remaining some sort of annoyance. 

 "Yank, don't pout I'm scared!" spoiled whinekku. Then get closer to him. Giving a kiss on his left cheek hang can make the face until his ears reddened due to puffiness. 

  It seems that I have to learn a little more aggressively for the sake of the smooth running of our goals. It's okay, he's my rightful husband, what's wrong with me making him happy?

 His smile was instantaneous. Removing the rest of the annoyance that was left behind. 

 "Please, don't present others when we're both, yeah. Wanted to be happy gini rich continue. Okay, Yank?" I whispered while leaning my head over his shoulder. 

  "Yes. Sorry!" he replied by rubbing my head. 

    God, I want to be happy with him ....

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Seriate.