Not Dream Heaven

Bali

...~Happy Reading~...

In the evening, Clayton and Mike had just arrived at the villa, which had been sent by their wives. Both are on the same plane and the same destination. However, do not think that both will also ride the same car.

Mike and Clayton choose to book a different taxi to get to the villa. I don't know, after a few hours spent together, not the closeness and familiarity they get, but the more tenuous their relationship.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said Mike when entering the villa and immediately greeted warmly by his wife.

"Walaikumsalam," Chila replied smiling and feeling a little guilty, for leaving her husband at the airport.

"You're a gap, aren't you?" mike asked directly into his wife's forehead and examined Chila's situation closely.

"Your wife will be much safer with us. That's exactly the question you should get when bringing Arsy both doang?" saut Clayton who had just entered the Villa and just glanced at it.

"We moved on. We're looking for a hotel!" said Mike who was tired of arguing with Clayton.

"But Mas—"

"Ckckc is a loser. Just like this, I was scared and gave up. Never mind Ar, you better leave that om om, and look for a younger one!" clayton said again so cynically glancing at Mike.

"Why the hell? You just came why fight like this!" kenzo complained to the living room when he heard Clayton's voice coming.

"Ken, can I ask for help. Take Clayton to his room to meet Shiena" Chila said, sighing heavily.

"Alright, he can only be a henchman near his handler. Sorry Ar, and sorry on behalf of friends, please come in. Don't mind him" said Kenzo politely, then he immediately pulled Clayton's hand and took him to his room.

"Deliver!" clayton tried to let Kenzo's hand go.

"So!" kenzo shakes his head and continues to take Clayton to the room, "You why are so sensitive to Arsy's husband? The pregnant one is your wife, not you!"

"I'm not sensitive to her. It's just lazy!" errat Clayton flat.

"Jerjs as well! Come on, this is your room! You better get in and don't get out before tomorrow morning! I also want to rest, I'm dizzy with your debate!"

After saying that, Kenzo immediately knocked on Shiena's room door and left Clayton just like that.

Meanwhile, still in the living room. Chila continues to persuade Mike to stay in Kenzo's villa. He tries to convince Mike that Clayton will not provoke his anger again.

"There's Doctor Lucas here too. His age and he are almost the same. So I'm sure, Mas can get along quickly with her. He could have put himself with anyone, if Kenzo, Harry or Clayton didn't fit in with Mas."

Chila clasped Mike's hand. Her eyes looked at her husband's hanzel eyes so intensely.

"Well, how many days do I have to stay here?" ask Mike at the end.

He was so weak that he saw the face of his wife who was begging.

"Just three days." Chila replied quickly.

Inevitably, Mike finally nodded his head and agreed to the very request of his wife. His heart was so heavy to accept.

Never mind staying with Clayton, just face to face, actually Mike felt very sick and lazy.

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"Have you prayed yet?" chila asked as she prepared clothes for her husband.

"What salad? Maghrib, isya already. But his sunnah prayer has not been," Mike replied while hugging Chila from behind, making the woman a little surprised.

"Mas, you're still tired. Why was it so late?" chila asked evasive and diverted the conversation.

"His plane ticket is out. Just stay at five o'clock. That's also what I get," complained Mike immediately sighed heavily.

He recalled how he had been fighting over a plane ticket with Clayton. Because the business class ticket is only one."

"Then?" chila asked, turning her body to look at Mike.

"The ticket was broken, we finally went up the economy clas," Mike replied, closing his eyes at a glance.

It is very clear how tired and upset the man's face. And Chila also understood, how Mike was so upset with Clayton. And his guilt peaked when he remembered that.

"Sorry Chila, Mas" the woman muttered directly down her head in guilt.

"Don't apologize, because it's not your fault. I'm sure, you have no intention like this, cup." said Mike again kissed his wife's forehead so gently.

"Mandi gih, Chila readyin clothes and prayer mats, we pray sunnah," said Chila embarrassed, making Mike immediately smile and more anxious with his wife.

Of course Mike knew the meaning of the word his wife meant. Sunnah prayer, which means they will return to the paradise of the world which is often done by other married couples.

"Wait for me, Cup." After peeping Chila's lips, Mike immediately rushed into the bathroom and cleaned himself which was already quite sticky because almost a day he drained the energy of arguing and struggling with Clayton.

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In the morning, all the women gathered in the kitchen to cook. Naura deliberately invites her friends to cook together. Naura just told her maid to come and clean up.

And for cooking business, he will do it alone with his friends. Of course, accompanied by jokes and laughter that can make the husband disturbed in his morning sleep.

"I swear, I still can't believe they're so hahaha!" naura said in between her laughter.

"I think my plan could work. But it turns out that two humans are very difficult to get along," complained Shiena sighing heavily, "If this is how later what if it turns out our son is a match? O Allah, pity the children if they have to fight for the blessing of their father?"

"Oh my goodness, your son is still not seen. Anyway yes, there are still about twenty years left for them to marry if they are a match," said Jesika snorted annoyed whenever Shiena talked about child matchmaking.

"Yes too, it's still a long time. But still Jes, if his father just doesn't want to get along how to try?" shiena said, singing her lips in annoyance.

"Yes refrigerator you fight with refrigerator, will not be able to meet Na. Unless one of them is willing to budge," Susan said.

"Ar, your husband wants to give up on Clayton. For the sake of Yusuf's future father-in-law, it was" Shiena said, staring directly at Chila who was focusing on peeling carrots.

"Astaghfiullah, Na. You told my husband to give up on Clayton, just as rich you told Clayton to fast for a week. It won't be!" chila replied, breathing heavily.

"Just pray, they're not kids anymore. Give them time and continue to pray the tree so that the hilal approaches them and they can get along like the others." added Chila who did not want to take a headache and return to continue her work.

...~To be continue... ...