My Perfect Husband's

CHAPTER 90 Deg - Degan

That morning the sky was still dark with strong winds. Last night, just before dawn, there was a storm not far from the island area belonging to Afif. The heavy rain and the thunderous sound of that moment made Naynay not dare to open his eyes. She just kept quiet with fear while hugging Afif tightly.

Until now, Naynay is still in the arms of Afif. He fell asleep again as Afif patted his small back. Afif put a blanket over their bodies so that his wife would not get cold.

Afif looked towards the glass wall whose curtains were not closed, the sunlight began to be seen from the dark cracks of the clouds. The wind also began to blow slowly, not as fast as before. That means the weather will return to normal.

Afif shifted his body down to see the face of his wife who was still sleeping. Naynay's calm face made him smile and fix the slightly sagging blanket from his wife's body.

Afif kissed Naynay's tiny nose before turning to his lips. Disturbing Naynay sleep is indeed Afif's habit, he likes it when he sees Naynay upset and whining funny.

"Let's... Nay's still sleepy, brother!" naynay said with a distinctive sound of waking up and pushing Afif's head away from his face.

Afif still hasn't stopped bothering Nay, he sniffed on Naynay's chest that felt soft and warm. Naynay whines upset that her sleep is being disturbed by her perverted husband. Naynay's hand pinched Afif's waist hard enough that Afif's lip activity on his chest stopped.

"So, Nay's going to the bathroom!" naynay said as she tried to sit down. She wants to pee, but her husband is still stuck in her body.

"Nay can't stand it, watch out!" Directly pushing Afif's body away and wrapped the blanket around his body, Naynay immediately headed for the bathroom.

Afif was left lying face down on the bed with his innocent body because the blanket was brought by Naynay. He closed his eyes as the sunlight entering through the glass wall flashed through his eyes.

Naynay decided to take a shower. He immediately came out after wearing a towel robe and brought the blanket back out. Her eyes widened at the sight of her husband who was lying leisurely with his innocent body. Quickly, Naynay walked over and covered her husband's entire body with the blanket.

After that Naynay took her clothes in the closet and went back into the bathroom. After he finished, he prepared the Afif bath water and came out afterwards. And it turns out her husband is still sleeping in the same position.

"Nay down first" whispered Naynay in Afif's ear and kissed her husband's cheek before exiting the room. He had something in his hand.

On the ground floor, Naynay dyed to find Mr. Hen. He went to the kitchen and it turned out that the old man was there, he was watching the cooking chef. Seeing Naynay's presence, he approached.

"Sir Hen, Nay wants help." The mummy showed me the stuff he was carrying. Mr. Hen looked confusedly at the box in Naynay's hand.

"Please teach Nay to make a dream catcher from this," Naynay added as he opened the small box and displayed the shells he got yesterday.

Mr. Hen nodded, Afif said it yesterday afternoon. "But you better have breakfast first, Miss."

"Sir, please make avocado toast, yes. Please anterin also to the front room later!"pinta Naynay at the chef who smiles at her.

After Naynay and Hen went to the front room, the old man also took the tools that Afif famously said to make a dream catcher.

Naynay was already sitting on the carpet with tools such as threads of various colors and shells that were in front of him. Mr. Hen who sat in front of Naynay also began to teach his Young Master's wife to make the craft.

Naynay was so focused on wrapping the blue thread around the circular iron in his hand that he did not realize that Afif was already next to him with a breakfast plate in his hand.

"Boom!"

"Aaaa.." shouted Naynay in surprise and reflexively hit Afif's eel with an iron that had not been perfectly wrapped in thread. The man grimaced in pain while rubbing his blushing eel.

Mr. Hen only smiled faintly at the couple's behavior. He continued his activities to wrap the thread.

"I'm fine, eat your breakfast first!" afif held Naynay's hand and placed the plate on it.

"Suapin," asked the spoiled man who made Afif anxious. The man nodded and fed his wife. While Naynay continued his activities in between chewing his breakfast.

Afif smiled at Naynay who was so serious about tying the thread to form a pattern. Even without realizing his wife was biting his lower lip so seriously.

"Let me break the shell first, Miss. You can put up the feathers first." Mr. Hen brought a pile of shells in front of him and punched them with a small drill.

Naynay followed Mr. Hen's direction, he picked up the white thread and tied the blue synthetic fur there.

"I want to make it too" said Afif while taking the thread and iron circles that are still there. He did what he saw from Naynay and Mr. Hen. Naynay pinched Afif's cheek because he was anxious to see her husband's serious face.

"Here, Miss." Mr. Hen put the shells he had already hollowed out in front of Naynay.

Naynay began stringing the shells, alternating them with pale pink beads. He did well, because this he would give to someone. After finishing stringing five long threads with shells and beads, Naynay began to tie them to a circular iron that had been wrapped around the previous thread.

"Done!!" pekik Naynay was pleased and stared satisfied at the results of his work.

"Thank you, Mr. Hen, help Naynay." The mummy smiled broadly at the old man who patiently always obeyed his wishes.

"Together, Miss. Then, excuse me first." Mr. Hen then went towards the kitchen, leaving Naynay and Afif still busy weaving threads to form a star pattern in the iron circle.

Naynay put his dream catcher next to the dream catcher by Mr. Hen. After that he shifted all the remaining shells in front of Afif. "Nay want to help, can you?" ask her husband.

"Sure, do what you like" Afif replied and rubbed his wife's head for a while before resuming his activities.

Naynay passionately arranged the shells as he had previously done. Afif also occasionally harassed Naynay by tickling the waist of the back of his wife.

Until Afif's dream catcher was over, the man asked Naynay to accompany him to breakfast. The three dream catchers were stored in a box that Afif had prepared in advance because he already knew that his wife would make the craft.

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Vote, yes, Onlen🍀 Brothers

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