
Hearing Halimah's scream from outside her room made Haidar smile cunningly. Their eyes clashed with each other. Kalycha didn't know what was on her husband's mind. There was a fear in his heart.
"Don't think anything weird about mas–." Kalycha turned her gaze to look at the direction.
"Why are you talking about that? Do you know what's on my mind?" sahut Haidar with his sneaky grin. Kalycha who was stared at did not want to lose instead stared back with a murderous gaze.
"For sure it is, it must be a perverted mind." Kalycha walked to bed and sat at the edge of the king-size bed.
"The same wife herself is not a sin. Unless I fuck another girl, it's a sin." Haidar opened his work coat and placed it in a basket of dirty clothes.
"May be perverted with other girls but before that divorce Icha first." The words of the divorce escaped smoothly from Kalycha's mouth.
Haidar walked up to Kalycha who was sitting on the bedside and immediately grabbed Kalycha's lips.
"Nih mouth can not be maintained from earlier talking divorce mulu. Do you want to be young, already a widow?" It was upset to hear those words again coming out of Kalycha's lips.
"Now the status of Widow again hits mas–." said Kalycha origin while rubbing his lips with his left hand that was the former comotan hand Haidar.
Haidar approached Kalycha and immediately kissed her lips. Kalycha wanted to refuse but what power because her aching hand made it difficult to avoid from her husband's kiss. Haidar sat next to him. Kalycha shifted her seat facing Haidar.
"Mas–, Icha is not ready to have children. Let Icha pass first Mas." she said softly. Haidar also realized that without being asked by Kalycha, he also knew about it. There was no way she would let Kalycha get pregnant at such a young age.
"So you didn't hear Mom's words?" Haidar deliberately wanted to tease his wife. And sure enough Kalycha immediately glared staring intently at Haidar but Haidar who was stared at even a smile.
"Yes, but Icha is still in school. We can hold off until Icha graduates."
"But if I ask for my rights, right?" Haidar put on his most beautiful smile while playing his eyebrows.
Kalycha fell silent confused as to what to answer. "Icha isn't ready yet Mas." she said slowly.
There was disappointment in Haidar hearing the answer from his wife. But he also cannot be selfish. Especially now that Kalycha's hand is also sick.
"Here I bribe her to eat." Haidar took the food his mother brought to Kalycha. Diverting their conversation which would definitely make him have to give up again.
"Icha want to change clothes first." Kalycha started to get spoiled with her husband.
"Why didn't you say that?" Haidar put the plate back down and helped Kalycha release her hand brace.
"Icha shy, Mas's still here." Kalycha was embarrassed and lowered her head.
"Where do you want me to go?" Haidar still pretended not to understand the meaning of Kalycha's words. I don't know since when he had a new hobby that is tempting his High School wife.
"Mas get out there." Kalycha pushed her husband's body away from his seat and out of his room.
"Can you change your own clothes? Your hands hurt."
"Yes, but I'm ashamed to be looked at."
Haidar saw the confusion of Kalycha. "Udah knows pain is still a prestige."
"Udah don't think much. Here let me help. You are also ashamed. I've seen it all."
Kalycha patted her husband's shoulder. "Don't, I cheated."
Haidar caught another intent from his wife's remark and returned Haidar with a sly smile.
"Why? You want to see mine too? Can–." Haidar stood up and immediately opened his belt.
"Mas–." Kalycha closed her eyes with her left hand. Haidar laughed with satisfaction at his wife.
"Here let me change your clothes." Haidar walked towards the closet in his room.
"Where do you want to wear clothes?"
Haidar opened the contents of Kalycha's suitcase. Kalycha did not take out all her clothes because they were going to live in her new home. Will be troublesome if you have to take it out and then rearrange it.
Haidar chose one of the shirts as his wife said. But Haidar didn't find any shorts suitable for Kalycha to wear at home.
"Why are all hotpants like this? There's nothing else, is there?"
Haidar knitted his two eyebrows. When looking at the shorts that Kalycha has all the less material so and if Kalycha wears it will certainly show off the smooth part of her thigh. That's what makes Haidar not willing if the smooth body part of his wife becomes public consumption.
"I only have that. His wedding was sudden so he had no time to buy new clothes."
Kalycha who is still a High School boy where has clothes like Haidar wants. In his house there is only Mother and Daddy alone with other domestic workers and because of his habit from childhood has been wearing clothes like that so it is common for people to see his house with clothes that like those.
"You wear a mother's negligee if you don't." proposed Haidar.
"Ga mau mas, when I use my mother's negligence anyway. I'm not yet a mother."
"Be mothers soon too. Don't have to argue. I'll borrow Mom's first."
Kalycha looked at the back of Haidar who was approaching the door and walked out of his room. She wanted to refuse but she could not argue with her husband. It would be good if she started to become an obedient wife to her husband.
Not long after Haidar entered the room with two negligees in his hands.
"Nih I love you two. Which one do you choose to wear?" Haidar placed the negligee in his hand on the side of Kalycha.
"Good stuff too. It doesn't look like a negligee even looks like a robe."
"It really is a mother?"
"Well, it's Elsa's. Mom said you can't wear Mom's clothes. Afraid I'll mistake you for Mother, his wife. You see, I have a habit, if you go home from work, you must hug Mom first. I don't want to, if Dad hugged you wrong."
"Huhuh? she's not willing? Does Mas Haidar really like me?" Kalycha smiled at her husband's words
"Oh–, beautiful pantsan dress. But would it be okay if I wore Elsa's shirt? He has not yet returned to college. It's not polite to wear clothes of people without permission first the same one that has."
"Ga nothing, that's also the picky mother. And you don't have to call Elsa Brother, however she is your sister-in-law."
"But Mas, Icha ain't good. Different age is the same Icha far above Icha."
"As much as you." Haidar. "Did you take a shower?"
"The idea, but how to take a shower? My hands hurt like this. What if he wants to help you take a shower?"
"If so Icha eat first deh mas." Kalycha deliberately switched their conversation. He still felt afraid in case Haidar forced him to bathe him.
"So, he's sitting here." Haidar patted the edge of the bed.
As a husband, Haidar tried to make Kalycha happy and comfortable with her. As he currently helps feed Kalycha eating because of the condition of Kalycha which is difficult to eat.
After finishing eating Haidar insisted on helping Kalycha take a bath even though Kalycha initially refused but still she did need her husband's help to do anything.
"Needle. It's done right."
Like a mother who prepares all the needs of her child so Haidar treats Kalycha sat. Even though he had to swallow his salivary weight repeatedly and withstand the turmoil that woke up that junior of his.
"Thank you Mas–."
"Eeiits don't just thank doang. Wake up already." Haidar showed his bottom with a glance at his eyes. Kalycha who saw it was horrified, because only this time he saw the hidden object seemed to swell and enlarge.
"You have to take responsibility." Haidar again put up his sneaky grin.
"Let's.... DON'T WANT TO."
Trial at Fasting 🤭
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