MY LITTLE WIFE'S PASSION

Eid al adha prayer

At six o'clock in the morning the couple arrived in the village. Eight hours of road travel was also taken. Rara has never driven in her entire life. He used to be the son of a rich man, if there is a trip takes more than four hours, must have boarded a private plane owned by the father. Now that luxury was far from his life. Because she is now married to an ordinary man. But, have an amazing heart.

Her husband only has one car, the Innova antelope. A lifetime, since marrying Bimo lah Rara riding a car of that type. Although he was used to riding luxury cars, he was still grateful for what he had at this time. Because indeed he had sincerely started life from zero with Bimo.

"Darling... We've arrived." Bimo gently stroked the face of the wife who had been sleeping on her lap for the past three hours. Yes during the trip Rara sleeps continuously. That's because he took anti-nausea drugs while driving. She slept on the husband's shoulder. When you stop at the rest area. He changed his way of sleeping the car on Bimo's thigh.

Rara opened her still heavy eyes. Even though he slept well. But, his body was all sore. But he was very safe. Put on a jacket, shoes, another blanket.

"Finally up, I wonder how uncle's village is now." He said slowly, he got up helped by his husband.

."Have you ever been to my village?" ask Bimo wonder. Staring at the wife who rubbed her eyes.

"Well, when I was 8. Cook uncle forgot. Once to the village uncle did not enter the vehicle. Still on horseback. Ahhaha..!" Rara laughed a little.

"Don't you, if 10 years ago already entered the vehicle?" Bimo doesn't want his village excommunicated.

"What cooking?" Rara stared fixedly at the husband with her mocking smile.

"Here you go, let's go down." Bimo got out of the car. When his feet were in his native land. He breathes fresh air deeply. Stretching his stiff muscle muscles, because Rara made as a pillow. His wife was sleeping and he wanted to be hugged by Bimo.

Last night Bimo had told his sister who was married and living in the village, if he wanted to go home, introduced his wife and would participate in the Qurbani. It is a sacrifice of one cow.

"Geez love, I didn't think we'd be greeted that warmly" Rara said excitedly. He felt very appreciated and loved. Plus, he gets a lot of compliments. He said he was very beautiful, very lucky Bimo got a wife like him.

"He quickly dressed a little. Middle eight we will perform Eid al-Adha prayer." Bimo was combing his hair as neat as possible. Bimo was very neat. If you are dressed, the shirt buttons must be fastened to the neck, even if he does not wear a tie.

"She, know you want to pray Eid al-Adha, we want to buy clothes that couple." Rara noticed Bimo, who was handsome with a white-embroidered Sturdy shirt on her chest as well as a graded box holster. However, Rara's childish nature still exists. I still like the shirt.

"Next year we'll wear a couple shirt with our triplets." He smiled thinly.

"What, triplets?" rara bengong. Imagine she was pregnant with triplets, her stomach was as big as what?

"Yes, I'm 36. Men of that age, the child is usually at least three. That's why our son has to be triplets." Bimo opened the door to his room.

TB