Not Mauku

Sirik aja bah

"The base of the newlyweds, a little kiss, a little kiss." Mary grumbled, her lips squeaked like grandmothers, hi.hi.hi..

Naya was silent with a faint smile, looking at Maria's behavior, her gaze fixed on the TV show.

Dimas had finished bathing and his Dzuhur prayer, then came out wearing casual clothes at home, of course the clothes prepared by his wife.

Walking closer to the two women who were busy watching, "Who ate the hungry yuk.?" rubbing her stomach, Naya turned to Dimas who was already standing nearby. "Is it over.?"

"Already dong yang." said Dimas while staring at the two. "We eat."

Mary moved from her seat as she stepped. "From that day I told him to eat that, hungry you know.?"

Naya and Dimas look at each other and then pull the corner of each lip. "Sorry baby, he's rich that's the guy, don't put it in the heart, huh.?"

"No, I put it in the drawer the most, hi.hi.hi.." Naya chuckled, Dimas leaned over to carry Naya, "Which, let me walk, that's okay, embarrassed to see Maria." but Dimas was only silent for a moment but did not stop his intention to bring the wife, taken to a place to eat, sitting there side by side with him, he said,

"Oh my God.., what dream did I have last night.? just a few tens of minutes have been presented with romantic scenes," Mary grumbled as she tapped on the table with her mouth full of food.

"You are sirik bah.? wonder me." said Dimas while taking a spoon, after reading a prayer to eat, only then they began to eat with greed.

While Maria pursed her lips up to a few inches forward.

Dimas did not care about the behavior of his sister, Maria, sometimes Dimas feed Naya and vice versa.

"Hade..,h, eat I'm getting fuller watching you guys continue." Maria looked away, the food on her plate was empty.

"Don't look, close your eyes tightly." Dimas said without seeing Mary.

"Ih, Brother.?" Maria dropped the spoon onto the plate until it rang. Trings... Maria left the place.

"Bas with a child.?" as Dimas saw Mary's departure, Mary turned to Dimas and turned her head toward him.

"Why Brother.? I don't like being called a child, I already have a husband and children, don't you know that.?" Maria glared and left her waist.

Making Dimas chuckle. "If not a child.? why should SMP? (finished eating away)."

Maria looked over her former meal, then took it rough, brought it to the sink and washed it.

"That germ.?" Dimas scrunched his forehead.

Maria circulated the gaze to Dimas and Naya's plate. "There's Naya's sister.?"

"Mary, you know what.? what is your brother's condition.? it's only natural that you help her, aren't you no longer a child.? but having a family, means you're an adult.?" dimas.

"Abang, wrong yourself, why did you marry a woman like her.? there are so many normal women who want to be your wife.!" sahut Maria with her cynicism.

"Mary.? keep your mouth from being sassy, huh.? Naya's brother's wife, "hardik Dimas, while Naya holds Dimas's hand. "Patience of the.?" while shaking.

"But.., that's right, -th!" Maria did not continue.

"Enough.! don't talk anymore, you better be home, your son will be waiting for you to come home." Dimas lowered his tone, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly.

Her sister turned her lips, picked up the bag and left without excuse, Maria sped up her pace, it was clear she was slamming the door.

Naya bowed, maybe this is just starting to matter between families. Without realizing the tears fell across the cheek, Naya immediately rubbed it. Dimas glanced at his wife, "Sorry baby.?" naya Deceap.

"Not what is.? I understand, and baby don't blame anyone because it's true" Naya said in her husband's arms.

"Don't talk like that, and don't say anything else..?" Dimas hugged Naya.

After a while of hugging, Naya wanted to break away from Dimas' embrace. "Why.? don't like being hugged by your handsome husband.?"

"No, no like, I want to wash the dishes, if in the hug and hold the food marks will continue to be dirty." elak Naya chin pointed at the dirty dishes on the table.

"Ok, wash it first, be careful who.?" Dimas releases Naya, and Naya washes the food scraps.

Dimas pensively observed his wife who was washing. "Which, we're looking for a maid, huh.? so that someone accompanies and helps you at home.

Naya turned her back to lean in the sink, "If it's just cooking, washing or even clothes I can handle it if it's just the two of us, but.., if it's about sweeping and mopping I can't afford that, which is, anyways kasian dear have to clean the house, so yes please, it's a pity."

Dimas approached Naya standing near the wife, "You don't want soy sauce, anything else to the point of rejecting my wishes." blinked her eyes.

Naya smiled faintly, while washing her hands and wiping them off.

"To yuk yang.?" Dimas took Naya upstairs to look around.

"Em.., next time," said Naya lazily-malassan.

"I'm the cradle, huh.?" Dimas begged a little.

"Yes, but.., not now who, sleepy, wants to sleep." with the effect.

"Yes, we're bobo first we'll just go over it." Dimas holds the wife, to be brought into the room.

Laying Naya on the bed, "The TV is still on.?"

"Let's be bah." Dimas climbed onto the bed lying next to Naya.

"Hem..," Naya closed her eyes. "I think of Mary as her father."

Dimas glanced at the wife who was in his arms, "What kind of a Cassian.? he was wrong, said the origin of saying it, said the little boy did not want, but. behavior-!"

"But, the effect of lovingly defending me then blaming her," cut off her husband's words.

"Indeed I was wrong to defend my wife who was clearly in the sassy.?" Annoyed by her hardened jaw, Naya fell silent and rubbed Dimas' chest, she raised her head to look at Dimas who closed her eyes, and Naya clamped her husband's nose.

"Aw..," screeched Dimas while painting a smile on the lips. "Pretend to sleep." said Naya. buried her head in Dimas' chest.

"Hem.., sleep baby.? said it was sleepy.? if you're not sleepy, we're making love, won't you.?" smirked.

Naya patted her chest slowly. "What the hell.? sleepy ah." Naya closed her eyes while hiding a smile on her lips.

And Dimas also smiled at her smile. "Eat him bobo, besides I'm not in the mood, bobo ah." rubbed the wife's back.

It was late in the afternoon, at sixteen they had just woken up, "That's good in the afternoon." Naya kissed Dimas's cheek which was still closed, making Dimas immediately open his eyes to feel something chewy and wet landed on his cheek.

"Wake up, it's late afternoon.?" lirih Naya while staring at Dimas unblinkingly, it turns out her husband's face is cute also when waking up, her lips are pink, nose pointed, and my eyes seduce he.he..

Seeing the wife staring unblinkingly made Dimas smile sweetly. "Why darling.? dumb as that.? haven't seen my handsome face yet hem.?" confidently.

"Gee'er..,! Naya turned her eyes in another direction, she got off the bed but her knees felt weak to walk.

"Why the.? watch out for falls." Dimas woke up from his sleep.

"It's the yang-!" with a pale face.

"My legs are limp, not powered, cramps as well" Naya said.

"Can I.?" looks anxious on Dimas' face, then crouched holding Naya's leg and massaged gently.

"Would you go to the bathroom.? let me help you." Dimas carried the wife into the bathroom, Naya put her hands around Dimas' neck in fear of falling.

"You don't want a bath hem.?" ask Dimas before taking Naya down.

Naya shakes. "Not that."

"Ok, I'll wait outside, call me when you do, baby.?" Dimas dropped Naya off and left her, he came out of the bathroom, Naya took the water, then opened the door to see Dimas faithfully waiting for the door.

"That's the.?" Dimas looked at his wife who was about to come out.

"Yes, baby take the wudu first there, then the afternoon hunt." Naya rubbed her wet face.

"But you can walk alone, can't you.?" still looks anxious.

"Can, just relax, I can." said Naya holding on to the wall.

"Be careful which.?" Dimas said as he walked into the bathroom.

After doing the prayers Naya moved to the kitchen, while Dimas was still on top of the well, after the greeting and praying Dimas thought it seemed like he should try to treat Naya and bring her to the chiropractor.

Coincidentally he had a bone expert acquaintance, maybe he could help himself, in this matter, he wanted Naya to be able to heal, at least be strong far not tired as now.

Dimas could not bear to see the wife constantly so, what else he really hoped for a baby between the two of them, someday, heard a rough sigh from Dimas' nose.

Dimas grabbed a cell phone from the table, he looked for the number of a friend, happened to be directly picked up, how much when Dimas talked on the phone, his decision, will hold a meeting tomorrow after tomorrow.

In the kitchen Naya was cooking, for dinner, suddenly a voice came from behind. "The day after tomorrow I'll meet someone, he's a chiropractor, I'll consult you."

Naya just listened to every word of Dimas, who was sitting behind her, until she finally opened her voice. "As far as you go,"

Dimas went to close all the windows, and turned on the lights because it was getting dark.

Naya wants to keep the dishes at the table, Dimas immediately helps Naya to get his wife to rest. "At what I've done, you just take a break to sit down sweetly," with his sweetest smile, Dimas moved Naya's cooking to the table.

"Thank you who.?" Naya pursed her lips, a sincere smile.

"Same-sama..?" sahut Dimas returned the smile of his wife. "If I cook anyway I can't, but.., if I just clean up I can." Dimas set dinner at the table.

Dimas approached Naya, quickly. "Don't get close" Naya grinned the horse.

Dimas frowned. "Why.?"

"Hi.hi.hi.hi.., fear of voiding the ablution." grinned. "Sorry who.?"

"Hem..," Dimas nodded and seemed to think somehow about what it was.

From afar came the voice of Adzan magrib. Naya was already on top of her cool, while Dimas was busy with a laptop on his lap sitting on the sofa.

"Which.?" lirih Naya looked at her husband.

Dimas turned his head finally they looked at each other, "Hem.."

"It's the magrib, pray magrib first.?" call Naya again.

"Yes, who is..,?" save his laptop and go down to the bathroom. shortly Dimas back then put on a sarong and peci.

Naya looked at the husband, "Beautiful." smiling.

Raising his eyebrows. "Do you know what.?"

"Yes, ah, pray.?" pinta Naya, Dimas went forward to hold his prayer service. then said takbir, after praying, reciting and praying, Naya kissed Dimas' hands, layered her face so as not to touch the skin of Dimas' hands.

"Pardon all my shortcomings all day, which have troubled you as well,?" and Dimas kissed Naya's face, "I have forgiven you, and I forgive me also for all my shortcomings, not being a good priest, for you my wife."

After the sorry-sorry scene, continue with learning to teach and additional memorization. Dimas enjoyed studying with his wife.

"Which, maybe you have to learn a lot just like ustadz deh, to be better" said Naya staring at Dimas' face.

"No one wants to, I want to learn just like you, you are also smart," said Dimas, the proof is now that I have learned a lot and can gradually, because you are.?"

"Maybe you think I'm smart, but.not necessarily in the eyes of others, you know I was taught to you just the basics, then I studied alone, without a teacher, without ustadz." naya. "So I want you to study religion with other people, so that your abilities are more perfect."

Dimas was silent for a moment, and Naya continued her speech. "I am not good in the Qur'an and the Hadith, nor am I good at tajwid, I can only read, maybe if in front of people, a lot of harm, a lot of harm, we both have to learn a lot, study together to become better people.? gotit.?"

Dimas nodded slowly. "I understand very well, and I salute you who, not school but you're smart, are no less than highly educated."

"No, that's just your feeling, don't overdo it." said Naya, "Yes, it's the next time it's connected again." Naya closes her Koran, then performs the Isha prayer, before dinner.

At the end of prayer..,

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullaah..,

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullaah..,

look to the right and to the left.

Astagfirulc..,

Astagfirulc..,

Astagfirulc..,

Then he continued to raise his hands to heaven, asking for forgiveness in removing all the sins of his parents and himself.in the blessings of his household, guarded in every motion, protected his every move, led on the right path, given health and abundant Rizqi is also a blessing, Aamiin ya rabbal'alamin.

"What kind of blessing is it.?" tanya Dimas after shaking hands with Naya.

"Em.., that blessing, is let a little but enough.! what is clear is that we have to be grateful for what we get, for example, we can get money easily, people have to work hard first, for example, not even a few people have struggled but did not get anything, we can still eat good, out there no less hungry people waiting to be given others, victims of disasters for example." naya said at length.

"Means we have to share a lot of that.?" ask Dimas while folding his as usual.

"Yaps, because our fortune is partly due to the rights of the underprivileged.

After that they had dinner together, filled with romance, understandably still newlyweds, in a garnish of jokes and laughter.

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