My wife Little Child

Chapter 42

Dira, who had been waiting for nearly half an hour at the front stop of his campus, was screaming in excitement when a car he knew stopped right in front of the stop.

Yeah, who else if not Fahri's car.

With a quick movement she immediately moved from her seat, then approached the car of her dear husband and opened the door of the car to the left, which is the passenger seat.

"Assalamu'alaikum." said Dira while kissing the back of the husband's hand.

"Wa'alaikum... Angel Surgaku..."

"Yah, Maass... Start deeehhhh gombalan alaayy,"

Fahri laughed amusedly. Then start driving the car at a moderate speed. At that time the clock showed at 10:30 WIB. Fortunately the condition of the road that afternoon was not so jammed. Yes, if the traffic is smooth, they only need to take 30 minutes to get to the house Fahri, which is now also Dira's house.

"Have you eaten yet, honey?" asked Fahri gently while stroking Dira's hair affectionately.

"Mmmm, not yet."

"You wanna come by for a meal?"

"No need, my. We had lunch at home. Must have cooked Bik Inah too, right,"

Fahri smiled, "Yaudah."

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After arriving home, Fahri parked his favorite Honda Jazz car in the garage. Dira has come down from here.

"Assalamu'alaikuummm Biiiik," exclaimed Dira almost loudly as he walked into the house.

"Wa'alaikumsalaamm, eehh Non. Hurry home. Who is Non?" Bik Inah appeared from inside while struggling.

"Sama Mas Fahri Bik," he replied as he placed his tote bag over the living room sofa.

"Owalahh, the clock is here Den Fahri already at home,"

"You know, Bi. He said he wanted lunch at home, kangen same time Bik Inah cuisine," Dira replied origin.

Bik Inah laughed discordantly, "It could be Non Dira,"

Dira giggling kayak mak lemper, uh mak dropir😂😂😂.

"Eh, by the way... Did you cook Bik's bell...?" this time he fell on the sofa.

"Udaaaahh doong Noon's. Bereess daritadiii. Look in the kitchen,"

"Jaudah de Bik. Hhhhhhhhh,"

"Yes Non. Yaudah Bibik went back. Not finished washing the dishes,"

"Yes Biik."

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Fahri and Dira walk towards the dining table. That afternoon Bik Inah cook various foods that make sipping saliva. Carrot soup mushroom, special fried vermicelli with meatballs, fried chicken together, sambel ijo typical penget, tempe fried tofu, cucumber and lalapan, and fried sambel or potato.

"Huumm... Yes aampuunn, it smells really good," said Dira like I can't wait to taste everything.

Fahri hurried to pull the chair and sat down.

"I take it, Mas." Without waiting for Fahri's answer again, Dira immediately grabbed the plate and took the warm rice in magic com.

"Np... What would Fahri wear?"

"Mh... Chicken, sambel irinya, same sop."

"OK," Dira-pun immediately took the side dish that her husband wanted and put it on the hot rice that had been taken. "Nih Mas," he continued while putting it in front of Fahri.

"Thank you, baby,"

He sat down in front of Fahri. Then take a plate and warm rice. Then with a spoon grab fried chicken, sambel ijo, tempe tofu, and lalapan.

They also started eating their lunch.

"Darling... How come you don't use vegetables, anyway?" asked Fahri who had just bribed the rice into his mouth.

"Pake kok Mas. nih, lalapan." reply Dira while chewing her food.

"Yee, I mean I'm eating his vegetable soup that's that, my beauty..."

"Mm.. yaudah deh ntar also if Dira is still a laper going,"

After almost half an hour of lunch together, they finally finished. "Mas, would you like an angel tea?"

"Hmm, can... Honey." replied Fahri while moving on.

"Please sleep for a minute, baby. Then help you anterin her tea to the room,"

"Emang Mas Fahri wants to go back to campus at what time?"

"No idea, Yank." continued Fahri and then sauntered towards their bedroom.

Dira hurried up from his seat. Then take a cup from the cupboard and start making tea for the husband.

"Ianggang, the tea has already been so," said Dira as she stepped into the room whose door was not closed.

"Zzzzzzzz..."

"Yeee.. he even crooked," decak Dira, finally put the tea he had made on a small table beside the bed.

Dira suddenly pounded his eyes on the husband who had been lulled in the dream on the bed. Then she walked over and sat down beside her husband.

Hmmmm... Sleeping again is still pretty. Oh Allah my God... I am so thankful to have a husband like him. Besides being good, he is also very responsible... I love him so much, God... I ask You not to separate us until the end of life...

Suddenly Dira prayed in his heart. Looking closely at the face of the husband who was asleep.

"Mmpph, change clothes first ah.." then Dira moved on.

Yet...

The tep! Suddenly his hand was reached by Fahri. No surprise? Kageett doong, the guy knows it's husband again sleeping pules ye kain?

"M-Mas...?" Dira.

"Gapain try, people sleep around that...?" Fahri let out his deathly smile towards Dira, "Why...? Fascinated, like the beauty of her husband?"

"Yinhhhh, Maassa...! Sleep boongan doang yaaa...?" squealing Dira squash then began to pinch the waist Fahri bertubi-tubi.

Fahri grimaced for mercy. Then suddenly he caught his wife's hand and was taken into his arms.

"M-Bah... M...why would you...?" Dira was getting nervous. His body is now above Fahri's body.

"Bikin dede baby yuk.." whispered.

Dira immediately glared, "Bener yaaaaa... We have to go back to Kampuusss...!" he shouted while pinching Fahri's chest.

"Aw," Fahri even grinned. "Males ah, I want to skip. His abyss is redundant if there is an angel in front of the eyes of gini ganggurin," he began to look at his wife naughty.

Off course, looks Dira already can not be explained anymore. Really-been embarrassed. Not yet had he revolted to escape from the husband, Fahri had enveloped the bodies of both of them.

"Mmaaatess... That's the door to Ngablak gituuu's room. Yes," 😂😂😂

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