My soul mate My leader

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Morning by noon. It was late afternoon.

"Darling, you're home?" Tanya Syiffa approached her husband in the ballroom who had now gone home and salim and kissed his husband's back hand.

"Tumben my wife says baby, usually also says big brother." Syndir Fattan.

"Thou mah, all wrong huh. I said I can't." Grumpy Syiffa while looking at her husband.

"Of course my wife would love to. It's just weird, hehe." Fattan gengesan.

"Huh, this is my husband. Oya together with brother Ariff not brother?" Syiffa asked her husband.

"So say baby, now say brother. Which one's right call her dear." Say Protest Fattan.

"Both two brother hehe." Syiffa.

"Ck, basic. So you, what do you want to do with Nanyai Arif?" Ask Fattan.

"That's his wife here. And brother Fattan knows not, from earlier the Nurul feel at home in the kitchen." Syiffa said as she looked at her husband.

"What else is Nurul doing in the kitchen?" Ask Fattan to his wife.

"He's making cake. So gini the story, was the Nurul was not youtobe continue there cake that makes drooling. Well I ask to buy from later, not the achievement of his son will be ileran. But Nurul didn't want to. He even wants to make his own. It's up to Nurul." Syiffa tried to explain to her husband.

"Your best friend, it's really weird. She already has a husband, her house is just as luxurious. Why should it be in our kitchen." Gerrick Fattan.

"Eitherway. Just love, just tell me. Let her as she pleases, remember Nurul was the same again pregnant loh." Syiffa.

"Women who are pregnant are just as hard." Celtap Fattan.

"Barusan, what did you say?" Syiffa asked while looking at her husband.

"Eh means not the same you love, it's only for Nurul kok hehe," said Fattan.

"But he's my best friend, I don't accept that my best friend is like that." Syiffa stared at her husband dislike.

"Don't be angry, dear dong, sorry I said that." Fattan said as he hugged his wife's shoulder.

"Next time don't talk like that ah brother, not good loh." Syiffa reminded her husband.

"Yes my beautiful wife. Thanks for reminding me. And Brother Fattan is so grateful that my wife is all grown up." Fattan said that her husband's nose had spiked.

"So Fattan started. It hurts, my nose." Grouser Syiffa.

"Sorry hehe." Fattan Cengengesan.

Umzz.... "Remember here there are people, get used to the place not carelessly." Ariff's words suddenly came to Fattan and Syiffa who now embrace each other's waist.

"Iss what the hell is Ariff's sister, if you talk. Mentang mentang is married, he thinks so perverted nih." Syiffa Syindir.

"What a hell Syiff, it's good you said." Ariff stared at Syiffa.

"Oh yes, I forgot. From earlier in the office wanted to nanya, but forgot mulu." Fattan.

"What do you want to talk about, huh?" Ask Ariff.

"You ask, how did last night spend how many rounds? How very nice and satisfied?" Fattan asked as she looked at Ariff.

"What kind of question is that, huh? Not very good quality. Look yeah it's personal, so you don't interfere!" Ariff.

"Iss is absolutely right now. Mentang was already mer-" Fattan's words were interrupted when someone arrived.

"Syiffa, this is taraa cake." Nurul said come to arrive.

"Nurain?" Said Ariff in disbelief, with the appearance of Nurul full of flour where.

"Eh, is Ariff's brother here?" Tanya Nurul who just realized there was her husband.

"What are you doing here, huh? Why is your appearance so disgusting." Groused Ariff.

"More playing with Syiffa. I keep drooling for cake, I made it here." Nurul.

"You're really shameless huh, this has people. If you want to make it, home is not here." Groused Ariff.

"I want it here. Our baby wants it." Nurul said as he rubbed his flat stomach.

Then Ariff just kept quiet, without replying to Nurul's words.

"Yes, now let's go home." Take Ariff and pull his wife's hand.

"Oh brother Ariff, just pull it. Later the cake fell, it is difficult to know, want to make it. Anyway, let's enjoy the cake." Gerrutu Nurul's.

"May also tuh. I think it's good, from the smell of the cake." Syiffa.

"Of course, this is delicious. If you can't believe it, let's try." Nurul.

"By the tuh." Say Syiffa while taking the cut cake.

"Wait for Syiff!" Ariff tried to keep Syiffa from eating his wife's cake.

"What's up, Ariff? Why even try to thwart to taste the cake. I can't eat Nurul's cake?" Syiffa asked looking at Ariff.

"Why don't you, in part, forbid my wife from trying to taste the cake?" Fattan tried to defend his wife.

"It's not okay, but.." Ariff's speech was deliberately hung and looked at Nurul.

"But why huh?" Fattan asked as she frowned and was curious about Ariff's hanged words.

"Fear it, Nurul knows you two." Ariff said while looking at his wife.

"Eh brother Ariff, if you speak it is guarded yes. It's nice, saying that I know them. If you don't believe it, Ariff tried." Nurul said as she looked at her husband.

"No want! You eat first, we eat later." Challenge Ariff.

"Okay, if you can't believe I'm eating this." Nurul said while taking the cake and feeding it to his own mouth. "Your son, it's really delicious. Brother Ariff try." Nurul said as she fed the piece of cake that had bitten her into her husband's mouth.

"Yes delicious too. Yes Syiffa, Fattan, you can try. And it turns out that the cake is really good." Said Ariff as he poked his thumb.

"So want to taste should not, now you who first try new can. Just tell me not to go ahead, so alesan." Gerrutu Fattan while looking at Ariff.

"That's not Tan, but I was being bullied by my wife. Yes, he was told to make the coffee taste salty anyway. It's so damn bad to have a wife." Grumpy Ariff while looking at his wife.

"Is that so Nurul?" Syiffa asked Nurul to reassure Ariff.

"Yes syiffa hehe." Nurul cengengengesan.

"Hahaha.. nurul, you really are a smart wife. If you can also love engrid hahaha." Fattan laughed out loud.

"Fattaan... You are really insolent! You want to tell my wife to kill me huh? Ariff stared intently at Fattan.

"Sorry Riff, I'm just kidding. After all see the behavior of your wife is outrageous Banget husband yes. Yes, I told you to wear hgrid haha." Fattan laughed out loud.

"It's not funny to know the joke, already ah I want to go home right now. I can be stressed for a long time. Let's go home now to Nurul" said Ariff, pulling his wife's hand.

"Alright Brother. Yes Syiffa, this is the cake for you, and you do not worry about this cake tastes good. Then I say yes to go home first." said Nurul.

"Yes please Nur." said Syifa.

Nurul and Ariff leave Syiffa and Fattan. And walk towards the exit. But Nurul's steps came to a halt as someone shouted his name.

"Nurul.." cried Bi Ati.

Then Nurul turned around and looked at the source of the voice.

"Yes Bi, what's calling me?" nurul asked Bi Ati.

"That's Aunt's favorite apron, don't take it home." Gerrutu Bi Ati's.

"You are Nurul, still young you are very unfortunate if forgetful." Said Bi Ati while looking at Nurul.

"But only now has Nurul become forgetful of Bi. Yes, then Nurul said Bi, and thank you for the help." Nurul said with a smile to Bi Ati.

"Yes Nurul." Reply Bi Ati.

Then Nurul and Ariff walked out and left the house of Fattan and Syiffa.

"Tadi Nurul said thank you to Bibi. Who's this cake made by?" Ask Syiffa to Bi Ati.

"Of course it was made by Auntie. Nurul's just a foreman and help Bibi for a while." Bi Ati.

"So this cake isn't Nurul's?" Ask Syiffa.

"Of course it's not Non, it's Auntie's." Bi Ati.

"It's true yes. Basic Nurul.." cried Syiffa upset because she had been lied to.

"Dear, what to think. Your best friend is really gini." Said Fattan while tilting her forefinger in her speech.

"Yes, too, brother. Yes, brother let's go to the room." Take Syiffa while embracing her husband's waist.

"My wife is ready to fight." Celtap Fattan.

"Fight? What does it mean, brother?" Syiffa asked feeling clueless.

"Yes mem-"

"That's fine, after all Syiffa invited brother Fattan to the room because Syiffa wanted to relax and bobo beautiful nih." Syiffa said while cutting off her husband's conversation when she found out what he meant.

"Ck, just excuse me." Gerrick Fattan.

"Seriously brother. Already ah, let's go to the room don't talk much." Syiffa.

"All right, baby." Answer Fattan.

Then Fattan and Syiffa walked to Bedroom.

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Somewhere else.

"Nurul, who told you to go to Syiffa's house?" Ariff asked as he looked at Nurul and was driving his car.

"No one told me brother. Just that Nurul saturates at home, so play to Syiffa's house." Answer Nurul.

"If you want to play anywhere, please talk first to the husband do not just play without saying goodbye to the husband." Groused Ariff.

"Aren't you okay, Nurul main Syiffa?" Nurul asked while looking at her husband.

"It is not permissible for Nurul, but you are my responsibility. I'm here with your husband so I have to tell you first. Especially to Syiffa's house on a motorbike? Later if it happens what is the same content how do you?" furious Ariff while staring at his wife's annoyance.

"Yes sorry, brother. But...." Nurul deliberately hung up his words and did not continue speaking.

"If you talk about it again, get used to it. What did you just say, huh? But why?" Ask Ariff.

"Yes he means to call Mr. Ariff how, I don't know Ariff's cell phone number yet." Nurul.

"Oh my good, true what you said. Now give me your phone." Ariff.

"What do you want to do, brother?" Ask Nurul.

"Here the phone, not much!" Ketus Ariff's.

Then Nurul also, gave his phone to her husband. Then Ariff took Nurul's cell phone.

"Nih your phone, I give you. There's my number." Ariff.

"So just to enter your number. Say from earlier." Gerrutu Nurul's.

"Not much talk." Said Fattan while looking at Nurul.

"All right, brother." Answer Nurul.

Then Ariff, speed up his car. Nurul asks her husband to stop.

"Sir Ariff, stoop!" Nurul asks Ariff to stop his car.

Stiitt.mobil was suddenly stopped.

"What the fuck, telling me to stop huh?" Ask Ariff to Nurul.

"Hungry kak, want to eat but with satay and chicken geprek." Nurul.

"My chain, you want to do it. Just admire yourself." Groused Ariff.

"Sorry hehe." Nurul cengengengesan.

"Yes, we'll find a restaurant first." Ariff said while running back his car and looking for a restaurant that his wife wanted.

"Yes, we just stopped there." Nurul said while pointing at the place.

"What's right, you ate there, huh?" Ask Ariff.

"Why brother, if you eat on the side of the road?" Ask Nurul.

"I can't do it anyway. We're eating the restaurant." Say Ariff flat.

"Tapia Nurul wants to be there, sister. What's wrong with eating there too." Gerrutu Nurul's.

"Not Nurul, but remember you're pregnant with my son. So I don't want you to eat somewhere that doesn't know if it's clean and safe for us." Ariff explained.

"Geez, why did Brother Ariff think that way. It must also maintain the order of health." Gerrutu Nurul's.

"I said I can't, I can't! You're so stubborn if you're told." Ariff refused.

"All right then, brother." Nurul chose to give up.

"It's dong, same husband." Said Ariff while gently rubbing Nurul's hair.

"It was also forced." Nurul looked at Ariff.

But Arif did not reply Nurul. Ariff prefers to focus on driving a car and looking for a restaurant that is quite comfortable for him and Nurul.

Now Ariff has faked his car at the intended restaurant.

"Come on Nurul, now we're out of the car." Ariff.

"Good brother." Answer Nurul.

Then Ariff and Nurul walked into the restaurant. Now they are at the dining table in the restaurant.

"Oya Nurul, what did you want to eat?" Ask Ariff to Nurul.

"Cold chicken satay with chicken feet brother." Answer Nurul.

"It's true that you are Nur, two-twos the same as chicken. Same time as chicken." Groused Ariff

"Eh dengerin ya sis. Although the same chicken, but different ways make the same presentation as well. And also different taste of sis." Nurul Protest.

"Well, if that's your will." Said Ariff while calling the servant.