My Secret Love's

New Rival

Husna and Azzam were in one of the rooms in the hotel. Second, after the evening prayer they went directly to the hotel with other family members.

Husna is currently enjoying her meal in the room with her husband because Husna is busy arranging her hijab which is suitable for her to use when doing makeup.

Azzam who saw his wife bothered himself just smiled by staring at his busy wife, “Mas, this is not suitable? My Aurat will not be seen by wearing this when it will be in make up later?” ask Husna dizzy herself.

Azzam also stopped the event to feed his wife then hold Husna's hand tightly, “Yang will do make up to you it's a dear woman. So it doesn't matter if your aura is visible. Kan mahram.” Azzam.

Husna nodded, “Hum, right. But I am still ashamed of you.” Husna with pursed lips.

Azzam became anxious himself with the behavior of his beautiful wife then scrambled the instant hijab in use his wife, “Mas!” husna Protest.

“Salah yourself you adorable darling. Like her if we have children later, mas will be difficult to distinguish where our child and where you are because equally adorable.” Said Azzam then put his kiss on the cheek of his sweet wife.

Husna who heard the words of her husband was just smiling spoiled and chose to take a spoon and feed food to his mouth. Honestly, she always blushed by what her husband said. Azzam had his own way of calming his wife.

Azzam who saw his wife choose to take food was finally smiling and took over again to feed his wife, “Mas, you also eat. From earlier just feed without eating.” Husna.

“Mas later eat it baby. When you finish eating, you will eat. After all you who need more time to prepare.” Soft Azzam vibrancy.

Husna finally chose to obey what her husband said. She also denied that her husband had decided.

Ten minutes passed, finally Husna had finished a portion of his meal.

“Now eat. I will open the door for MUA like her has come.” said Husna.

“They have indeed come since earlier dear.” timpal Azzam.

Husna smiled at her husband's words. Then she immediately chose to abudhu before later in make up.

After coming out of the bathroom, Husna just passed her husband who was eating. He prefers to go to the mirror in the room and rearrange his hijab.

Not long there was also a knock at the door and Husna immediately opened his which turned out to be MUA. Husna immediately let the two makeup artists in. The two of them immediately entered and smiled awkwardly to Azzam who was there enjoying his food.

Azzam also remained focused on his food without glancing at the two MUA people. Husna who saw her just smiled, “Let's just start. I've been ablution too.” Husna.

The two makeup artists nodded and immediately began their work by decorating Husna.

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Now Azzam is in the locker room where his assistant is, “Master, do I need to wear this outfit. I only wear my clothes, sir.” Jalal said.

“Just use. For today you will be my wedding companion. Just watch out if you take it off. I'll fire you as an assistant.” Threaten Azzam then immediately help his assistant wear his groomsmen suit that has been prepared.

“But sir what if you need something?” ask Jalal again.

“Ck, I don't just have one man, Jalal. No need to find a reason anymore and just use it.” said Azzam.

Jalal finally complied after a failed attempt to persuade Azzam not to make his groomsmen. He did not want to just feel inappropriate to accompany his master on his wedding day because he was just an assistant.

Azzam nodded, “Of course. You will join Gilang and Gentala as well-” said Azzam stopped because for his one groomsmen it is still in secret who.

“Who's with mister?” jalal asked suddenly curious.

“You'll know later.” Reply Azzam smiled.

“What can't be said just now sir.” Jalal.

Azzam shook his head, “It's all been his time. Just hang. No need to rush.” said Azzam.

Tok tok tok tok

Azzam who heard that also smiled staring at the door, “Bukakan.” Azzam said to Jalal who was directly participated by Jalal.

He immediately went to the door and as soon as he saw who was behind the door he was happy to be half dead, “Abrar, are you here? What's the matter with you here?” jalal asked happily and let Azzam's secret assistant into the room.

“Emang what do you want to try? Of course accompany our young master that.” replied Abrar annoyed because he was also forced by Azzam to become groomsmen.

Jalal who heard that also immediately looked at the clothes Abrar was wearing that was the same as the clothes he was currently wearing.

“Hahahah, so you're that guy. Are you forced to do the same as me?” jalal asked with a laugh.

Abrar who heard Jalal laughing at her also stared in a careless manner at Jalal, “How do you think?”

“Do you think I will do this if it is not forced and threatened. I'd rather be at my place than here.” Abrar said annoyedly.

“You were threatened because of what?” ask Jalal curious.

“He'll ruin taking the gaming tools I have. You will know it is life for me.” replied Abrar lethargic.

Again the answer was laughter Jalal, “Have you confided in each other? Can your master talk?” azzam asked after a while giving time to his two assistant confidants.

“Please mr.” Answer Jalal.

“Remember today you act as my companion. Just be careful if you act as an assistant. Today your task is left to others first.” Azzam.

“You've said it many times mister.” Jalal.

“Yups, I was bored.” Timpal Abrar's.

Both of them are not afraid to be angry with Azzam because Azzam will not be angry with his two confidants.

“Ck, I am your master. Sucks. Why don't you appreciate me.” Umpat Azzam's.

“Salah herself forced us to wear this clove outfit.” timpal Jalal.

Then after that the room was filled with laughter by the three who let go of their longing together. For Azzam, Jalal and Abrar were a family. They were very familiar with each other and never betrayed each other.