My Husband's Inner Wish

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Kayla takes her gawai, and starts contacting Avan.

("Assalamualaikum,")

"Wa'alaikum salam, why are there two envelopes?" Ask Kayla.

("Can do two things, La. Home, and Kayla.")

"But yesterday was still a hundred thousand mas."

("That's not left over, La. Sorry, this is my first time. Yesterday I didn't count my living for you either. I think that's enough, but you still have the need to buy clothes and so on. Sorry La, I was negligent. This month I'm over for your last month's living.") Definitely avan from across there.

"Kayla doesn't need to make a living from a mas, Kayla's been working a mas." Kayla said it was not nice.

("You've only been working a week, La. Udah, receive a living from the mas, it's the duty of the husband.")

Kayla doesn't want to argue with her husband anymore. Kayla agreed and immediately disconnected the phone because she had to leave immediately. Kayla saves the money given by Avan first, then uses an online motorcycle taxi to go to work.

***

"La, you don't use an online motorcycle anymore."

"Why?" Kayla paused for a moment scooping the rice onto Avan's plate, looking at her husband. Then add one more centong Avan plate.

"Pake the bike in the garage. Later there will even be difficult again because it was never used." Say Avan received a plate of rice with fried side dishes and raw sambal. Avan then added some lettuce and vegetables on his plate.

"Yes, next time Kayla takes it. Consider it if Kayla uses an online ojek, skalian share the windfall. There are those who haven't been ordained." Kayla said without seeming to refuse.

Living with Avan made Kayla understand a little, her husband was happy to share without demeaning others. Sharing the windfall without making the recipient feel like a beggar. Yes, Avan chose to share by buying or using services even though he did not need.

Avan smiled at Kayla's rejection. "Yes, it's up to you, La. If you want to use a motorbike, use it. If you need a pick-up, call."

"Yes, Kayla knows. Thanks to ya."

After dinner, Avan returned to the restaurant. He still has some work and control there. Kayla was alone at home. Kayla used the opportunity to iron her clothes while watching television in the living room. The beautiful girl watched a Korean drama, several times she giggled because of her silly scenes.

The ringing sound of her device screaming, Kayla rushed to shrink the heat of the iron. Then answer the call from Avan.

"Assalamualaikum, what's wrong?"

("Wa'alaikum hail, Kayla hasn't slept?")

"Not yet, still watching Drakor, mas."

("But you want to go home, you want to buy something, right?")

"What yes? We had dinner, Mom. Still a little full."

("Anget's drink would you?")

"What's ange's drink, mas?"

Avan was silent as if he were thinking.("Want round?")

"Take care of it." Basically, Kayla does not really want her, but it is not delicious to reject the good intentions of her husband.

("Yes, I hung up. assalamualaikum.")

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

Time shows at 11:30 p.m. Kayla glanced at the clock on the television. Should've been back, Kayla checked her dress. No messages or calls from Avan. Although he still had no taste in the long-haired man, Kayla still felt worried as well. However, they live together, eat together. Worry is a natural thing.

Kayla presses the Avan contact, types, and then deletes. Type again, delete again, type again, delete again. Finally Kayla put her net a little far from where she sat watching television. Trying to focus on the box in front of him.

Before long there was a roar of the car engine parked in the garage. Kayla has it right that's the sound of Avan's car. Kayla got up from her seat, then opened the door. Avan was stunned to see Kayla open the door for him, feeling like she really went home and had a family.

"Assynoltom..."

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Kayla reflexes kissed her husband's hand. Kayla asked nothing, though she wanted to know why Avan was so late.

Once inside, Avan locked the door and placed the parcel he bought on the middle table. Tivi's still on, Avan tau Kayla was watching tivi.

"What's the fuck you got?" Kayla asked at last, as she felt quite awkward in their silence.

"Look, La." Said Avan then walked inside, "Mas, want to clean the body first."

"Well, don't shower."

"Not showered, La. Just wash your face and hands." Sahut Avan heard his voice echoing in the bathroom.

Kayla sat on the chair, looking at the television show she had left behind again. A sweet aroma came out from the bag that her husband had brought. Wanted to see, but Kayla just glanced at the parcel. Several times her heart pushed to see what Avan was carrying, however, once too Kayla suppressed her desires. He had to hold on, but, that sweet scent kept teasing Kayla's stomach.

Kayla leaned forward, her hands reaching for the plastic on the table. Kayla jumped, Avan suddenly sat by her side. The hair that is now left just a little wet. Avan's face was increasingly clear, his eyebrows thick, Bangir's nose, and natural lips untouched by nicotine smoke.

Something's rippling in Kayla. The girl immediately took her eyes off her husband. His hands were trembling, and his heart was beating unwell.

"Kayla, what's wrong with you? Are you hungry? Squeezed up like this?" Kayla muttered to herself. He himself was convinced that it was impossible to change hearts so quickly. His heart, still filled with Raize.

Avan took the package in Kayla's hand because the girl was just dumbfounded. Kayla immediately turned to Avan who was smiling at her.

"Let's just go." Said Avan, then took out two packs of rounds and moved them to a small bowl."Here, your own." The bridge shifted the bowl to Kayla's side.

"That's what, mas?" Show Kayla on the plastic wrap that just now exudes its sweet aroma.

"No kiss? Cook don't know?" Avan grabbed the other plastic and took out the contents and opened the box.

"Martabak."

"This one is special La, because it uses jackfruit and corn stuffing." Avan said take a piece and bring it closer to Kayla's mouth.

Kayla was speechless looking at her husband's face that carved a smile. KAyla's mouth slowly opened, biting off the martabak piece that Avan had bribed.

"Nake?"

"Enak mas." Kayla replied chewing slowly, "where did you buy it?"

"That's a new menu in sweet coffee." Avan answered, bribing the leftover martabak of Kayla's bite into her own mouth."I made it before I went home."

"This is the one who made it?" Kayla asked.

"Don't you think, I just know everything." Kekeh Avan pinched Kayla's nose.