My wife Little Child

Chapter 37

"Darling..get up..." Fahri whispered softly in Dira's ear.

The sun that had started to rise, its rays burst through the cracks of their room window curtains. Yes, the clock is already showing at 09.09 WIB.

"Mmmm..." Dira squirms lazily, then turns his body to the side. "Still sleepy... Mas.." he muttered in a still hoarse voice.

"Ck," decak Fahri who was bathing that morning and fragrant.

"Come dong... Awake Dear... He said he wants to go shopping today...?"

"mmm... But Dira is still sleepy... It's wrong with Fahri. Who asked semalem to add 3 rounds (wkwkwkwk)...!" he said again with his eyes still tightly closed as if his eyes were glued firmly using aibon glue, fox glue, paper glue.

Fahri laughed as he shook his head, "Who told you to lust.." Start, start his words... Ampuunnn DJs...!

"Ayoo... Sayangg.. 3 more days we have also entered..."

But Dira's eyes remained closed and there was no movement of the body.

"Hmmm... Jadiah... If you don't want to wake up... We are not being laah... Monthly shopping..." Fahri is ready to turn around.

"Edhhh...! Yesaa... Da... Dira woke up niihhh." said Dira finally, while slowly moving from his sleep.

"Naahh, that's doongg."

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Dira is finally ready. Had shower. It's fragrant. Udah beautiful with a suit, kalem yellow knitting material tops and subordinate jeans. Do not forget sandal shoes accented with straps. Her long hair was left beautifully severed.

Dira is still gripping herself for the umpteenth time in front of the room dresser.

"Udah... Ariana Grande also passed by anyway." suddenly Fahri hugged his waist from behind.

Dira chuckles amusedly, "Gombaaalll... Dasaasarr...!"

"Ck, it's called a dreadlocks. Yaudah if you don't believe it," Fahri replied while kissing Dira's arch.

"Yahh, Maaas..." Dira turned her body and hurriedly took off Fahri's embrace. If you can't, instead of going to the supermarket, but instead towards the vibrating bed wkwkwk.

"Ayooooo's... Maasss.." said Dira while tugging Fahri's hand.

"Yeah... Jaa... Yuk,"

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A shopping mall, in the number of South Jakarta.

Fahri and Dira stepped inside the supermarket on the ground floor of the shopping center. They've taken the trolley.

"Hm... Mas, we go there first yuk. To the toiletry stand, "appoint Dira while pushing the trolley. His eyes looked enthusiastic.

His eyes traced the shelves in front of him, "Hmmm... Shampoo, liquid soap, odor, toothbrush, scrub soap, peeling soap, face wash soap, facial scrub soap..."

Fahri bobbing heads, "Beuh... Not kinclong bini Mas Fahri... Any macem soap any time tuh. plugged into the body of the same face... Kinclong is like a new bike too... Ash rubs the same makeup soap not all of you, Yank...? Ckckck..."

Dira laughed. I can laugh about her husband too. "Iihhhh, Mas Fahriii," she said pinching her husband's waist.

Fahri grimaced in pain.

"mmm... Now we're going that way, yeah. Equipment for washing dishes with clothes," he pointed again.

"Ng, yes yes..."

It did not feel like they had been around for almost 1 hour in the supermarket.

"Darling... is still lamaaa...?" asked Fahri who had started to feel tired.

"Patience... Mas. Buy for kitchen needs and groceries beloommm," said Dira relaxed.

Oh Allah... Yes Robbii... Gustiii... Sabarrrrr deh, rather than celurit floated later...! Equally not given ration ntar malem...!

Fahri scrunched his chest while trying to strengthen himself in the middle of this ordeal.

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