My Wife's Nurse

the honeymoon plan

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That afternoon the sun felt so hot, AC the latest luxury car that was ridden by the Son even remained powerless to withstand the current increase in air temperature, the world is in the global warming slope of course, the world, and it must have been caused by the hands of man himself. They ravaged the Earth on which they rested and lived.

A small sweaty hair began to appear on Humaira's temple, occasionally wiping it using tissue provided on the front dashboard of the car.

"It's so hot, baby?" The son who glanced at his wife occasionally couldn't bear to ask.

"Lumayan dear" Humaira replied with a smile

"You want to drink that cold before we go home?"

"Yes.want to!"

"Drink what's good? or do you want to go to the Mall?"

"Can too! we buy ice cendol or 99 yuk ice teler! in the nearest mall, don't mutter anymore!"

"Corn! I'm so hot too!"

Arriving at the Mall, Putra immediately entered the car park, and parked the car there. Today Bayu does not participate because it replaces the duties of Putra in the company of course. And soon they immediately stepped inside, and milling like other visitors, the Son looked uncomfortable, because he was not used to being in such a crowd, he said, but because he saw Humaira so excited he got rid of his regret, arrived from a distance to see the cafe where selling ice tinder they were headed, hurry the two newlyweds to eat the ice they want. At the thought of it just taste good and fresh ice it has reached the throat. They stepped up excitedly.

"Hey...! it's mine!" Chirps Humaira as Putra's spoon goes into her glass.

"Sharing with your husband is a worship!" said the Son while chuckling.

"Don't tell me you just ate here?!" guess Humaira

"Yes.your answer is correct!" said Putra did not care while scooping back the ice belonging to his wife.

"Well.have you never eaten a peek, somay, pempek, and his friends?!" again Humaira was curious.

"I was too busy to taste all that, even I often missed my lunch" Son chuckled at his wife's question.

"God...my husband!" Humaira gaped upon hearing her husband's words. So the rumor that a son of Ramadha the Worker Holic is true, even the matter of eating is always late, maybe for him it is not important at this time.

"Yes my wife, I'm next to you!" the Canda Putra again.

"From now on you will never forget your lunch again, I will always deliver it when lunchtime arrives" Humaira said

"If I'm reviewing a location or in the inauguration of a project how? and far out of town again, what do you want?" son Celoteh

"I mean I'll go wherever you go! so you'll never again delay your lunch! you know what not? the danger of stomach disease?if it's acute and chronic then you could lose your life! GERD is a serious problem! "

"Yes, sister, I promise to eat on time from now on, but there are conditions!"

"What's that?"

"Every single mouthful you have to give one sweet kiss here!" Son pointed at his sexy lips.

"Eeeh.. where there are such strange requirements!"

"It's up to you, if you're willing it means I'll keep my word!" kekeh The son who saw his wife snorting with annoyance.

"That really wants you!!"

"Surely baby, because I'm your husband! the handsome, coolest, richest, and kindest!"

"Start the disease..."

"What disease, dear?" ask the confused son.

"It's your narcissistic disease!"

"That's not narcissistic dear.but that's the reality!"

"What?!"

"That's the reality you have to face!"

"astage...."

"That's a gift from the creator for you! have a husband as cool as me!"

"As far as you!"

"It's not up to me, but it's a fact!"

"What's wrong, you're an idol, baby!"

"You must pray, not me!"

"I can be in any mosque, there are so many mosques here! or mushola in this Mall can also be!"

"Oh yeah, I didn't think there!"

"Darling, you know what?"

"No, why is it?" Humaira.

" This mall also has our family" said Putra while winking his eyes

"Geez.so which one doesn't belong to Ramadha's family dear?"

"Nearly 80% of all department stores, malls, hospitals, and beauty clinics belong to us dear!" Say Son casually

"My husband is really rich..."

"Obviously darling.You're the luckiest woman to have my heart!"

"Oh my God he started again.."

"Don't God dong. sukuri your luck ! because I chose you!"

"Yes.. Thank goodness..."

"Printers..." The son kisses the top of his wife's head, and grabs the child's hair that is milling on her pretty forehead.

"I am a pinter! always champion one of school and finish with ipk cumlaud!"

"And you're always champion one in my heart!" say son

"So must be doong!" Humaira ruffled his waist with funny, and managed to make the son laugh with anxiety, his iced eating show in the dominance of the man, the son was really addicted to enjoying it.

The new couple's affection was silent by several city reporters, they felt very lucky to capture the moment of a famous Son of Ramadhan, News of the young man's private life was never publicly heard.

The son looked very happy, his eyes twinkled as he looked at his wife, the way he spoke and treated his wife very gently and lovingly, making many of the eyes of the women around them envious of Humaira's good fortune.

After Satisfied eating ice there, they immediately headed to mushala first. Humaira sat in an outer long chair that had been provided, while the son fulfilled his obligation as a Muslim by performing the ashar prayer in the mushala.

"Your darling!" The son called his wife who seemed to be playing his phone, tinkering at his instagram app.

"Is it finished, baby? Let's go home!"

"You don't want to shop first?" ask the confused son.

"Make what, baby? mom bought groceries at home with you, right?" ask Humaira

"Tock the groceries anyway? yes your needs dong! mama will just tell bik yum about shopping!"

"What do I need, baby? yesterday there were no pads, have been bought the same mas good yesterday?" Humaira answered honestly

"Aren't you going to buy new clothes? the briefcase? shoes?"

"Males ah, it's just that I'm still in a pegel because of last night's reception!" ucao Humaira while pointing her legs.

"This serious?"

"Yes..when is it! it's not a dipake tomorrow, is it? I don't want to shop now! Yuuk's home!" humaira Whine

"okay! yuk!" The son immediately took his wife, astonished by the mindset of his wife. Unlike the former lover, always ask to buy branded goods and ask for an unlimited atm card. Bule Matre was blackmailing him like a leech at that time, but because blinded love and money is also a lot so he did not problem it all.

"You are special, dear..." The son kissed his wife's forehead falling asleep on the bench next to the wheel. It was fortunate to have such a sincere woman like this girl, because in his lifetime only the girl beside him who dared to argue and reject himself when he first met and wanted to marry him more confident when knowing the ins and outs of the tragic story of the love of the girl.

The son stomped back on the gas as the lights had turned to green, driving with a heart in mind as Humaira was soundly asleep next to him.

Who wants a husband like a son???

and who wants a wife like a humor???

he he he...

seriate...