Not Planned Love (R3)

.36-The Prophecy of a Wife

📚.36-The Prophecy of a Wife

"Happy does not mean everything is perfect, happy is when you decide to see everything perfectly." - Arsyad An-nass Senopati Az-zzioi

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"Yuhuu, pie pie pie. Sweet sweet sweetsee, like the one you brought."

Davian's shrill voice, presumably enough to support all members of the Radityan family. Fortunately, the playroom of Radityan's grandchildren is designed soundproof, therefore want as loud as any screaming will not disturb people outside.

"Yuhuu, your special pie is special in my heart, eaaakk." Kekeh Davin joking.

"Martabak times, special." Answer Aroon who is drawing a housing design.

"Eh, bontot. Get aee." Cynical Davin.

The blue hoodie man walked straight, leading to a pair of children Adam who were sitting together while reading a book.

"Chem, warning. It is forbidden to put a stamp in this room, appreciate the singles who are ngenes atuh." Jail, while separating the two. Poking the girl who seemed still seriously reading.

"Don't hold it." The sharp delicacy plus the flat voice seemed to be enough to make him goosebumps.

"Hehehe, sorry sorry. Halal is free, come here and there too. But pricein we dong bang, soul soul singles thrashing this." Annoyed Davian, when he saw Kara who had been attached to Arsyad.

"Eh, Mia's calling Dav?"

"Mia?" Davian's playboy radar instantly activated instantly.

"Zahra is also doing DM? Nyepam DM like, a lot of messages." Connect Aroon.

"Zahra's? Which zahra is it?" Confused Davian.

"Eh, bang Dav. Below there's aunty, she said nyariin bang Davian." Arion said, that handsome boy just appeared from behind the door.

"Aunty aunt?"

"Name Monica. The bunches are so thick, like aunty."

"Monica?" Shocked Davian. "Astagfirullah haladzim, do you know where the school chicken my home address is?" Frustrating Davian.

"This, Mia, Zahra, same Monica, loe's girlfriends all?" Aroon asked, pointing at Davian's two iphone phones that did not stop ringing.

"LORD, HELP YOUR SERVANT, THIS LILLAHITA'ALA. GINI HOLIDAYS, STILL PURSUED BY CHASING AS WELL ANYWAY?! WHY IS GOD?!" Shouted Davian frustrated.

"Mamam, fakboy's in the air." Kekeh Davin, while plucking the pie that Davin brought.

"Bak Kara?" Call Arra, who just came in.

"Why?" No, it was not Kara who answered but Arsyad.

"Hm, gini. We're still on semester break, what if we're on vacation out. Count the first vacation to Kara."

Kara's hazelnut iris instantly sparkled brightly. A sweet smile also followed her lips.

"Come on. Kara wants a vacation with Arra."

"Yes. Can you bang?"

"Yanda, can you?"

Arra and Kara asked in turn. Arsyad was silent for a moment, then looked at his wife for a moment.

"Hm. Later, we ask papih first."

Kara pursed her lips, when she heard the husband's words.

"Flum can definitely. Let Kara get permission later."

"Hm."

"Where are you going on vacation?" Ask Davin, come in.

"Where are you going? Where do you think it's good?" Ask Arra, asking for an opinion.

"Bandung, how? Opa has a villa in lembang?" Davin's Proposal.

"Yes. The air is cool, can harvest strawberries too." Aroon Imbuh.

"Strawberries?" Fear Kara.

"Don't, I'm allergic to strawberries." Bela Arra's.

"Where about Bogor? Isn't there a family villa mbak Kara?" Arra's Proposal.

"According to yanda, how?" Ask Kara, to Arsyad.

"Whatever."

"Don't. Bogor mah bosen atuh." Davian spoke up.

The man spoke up again, after crunching his date.

"Where is Bali?" Davian.

"What to do in Bali? Rainy season, dingoon." Sidir Davin's.

"Yes too?" Davian thought, scratching his head.

"Where if you go out. We see snow?" Arra.

"We're going to a European country, see Aurora borealis. Arra wants to see the Aurora's light." His enthusiasm.

"Yes. Come on, let's see the Aurora borealis. Kara's never seen either. Want to see where, Kara's papih has some rest in the European country."

Both Davin, Davian, Aroon and Arra were still silently listening to Kara. Sultan mah, beda kuy manya.

"Let's go on vacation. Later we go by papih private plane, the plane is always there in Soetta airport. How, you want to?"

"YOU WANT TO?!" Sumringah Davin and Davian, together.

Freebies are missed. Where ever they received a limited edition invitation like now. Holidays with the son of the sultan, dreams from where to try?

"If possible, I'll ask you. Can't you?" Davian asked, a chance.

"Can, take it. No papa, big papih plane." Replied Kara Enteng, who was immediately greeted with joyous cheers from Davian.

As for Arsyad, it can only breathe out softly. His wife was, it was hard to express with her words of nature. To be sure, he should give more often through the pillow talk when the night is approaching. Got to!

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"Yanda, why? Angry huh?"

"Yes, yanda?"

"Yes Kara?"

The man who was reading a journal turned his head lazily. From now on, I don't know how many times his beautiful wife kept calling him. He's the one reading it, so it's spoiled because of the call.

"Looks. That's for yanda."

Arsyad was horrified, when he saw a picture book thrust upon him. Without seeing his wife first, he chose to open a picture book that could be said to be very large.

"Subhanallah." Lirih Arsyad's.

His small smile was created, when he saw a beautiful picture of the tenacity of the wife's tiny hands. Arsyad turned his head, looking at the wife who was standing hiding behind the curtain.

"Kara?" Call her.

"Umm, you don't like it?"

The handsome man in a silver robe shook his head. "Here, you want to talk." Call slowly.

"So. Yanda's angry, right?" Answer Kara who is still hiding behind the curtain.

The man shook his head. "Here, Atmariani Karamina Adriani." Call her.

"This is a good picture. Yanda just wanted to say thank you."

Arsyad does not lie, the image of the wife is very good. Clear and very thorough also observant, when drawing each curve. Arsyad did not expect, his wife could draw his portrait without seeing a photo or other tools. Besides being beautiful, his wife also has a hidden hobby.

"Hm, Yanda isn't angry, is she?" The beautiful girl's great-grandson, who was slowly coming out of her hiding place.

"Oh my God, Kara." Arsyad had a little bit of a show after him.

The owner of the name smiled a little. The beautiful white-pressed girl stood beside the curtain that had been her hiding place.

Arsyad pinched his temple for a moment, in order to suppress the turmoil in his chest. This little wife, my goodness. No, Arsyad isn't angry. He just does not like, what is attached to the body of his beautiful wife. Just look, the white dress that is 7 centi above the knee. The clothes do not even cover the shoulders of the wife properly. Although Arsyad can not be denied, if his wife looks very beautiful at this time. However, with such clothes Arshad dared to let his wife out of the room.

There, Kara she's locked up in the room all day.

"Why do you wear clothes like that?" He continued, muffling his heavy voice.

"So, Lily sent kara clothes from Surabaya. Including this shirt, Kiera's dress design. The word onti, this shirt there is only one in the world. Special for Kara, so Kara has to wear it." Said the wife honestly.

Yeah, Arsyad knows who Lily is. A woman in her early 30s who is in charge of making clothes for Kara. Every once a week, women who work as fashion designers, Tyoga men will come to Radityan kemansion to measure the body of the lady. Every need for Kara clothing and the ins and outs of other needs, Tyoga has arranged through the woman Kara calls Onti Kiera. That woman was already like a personal assistant to Kara.

"Why, you're angry see Kara wearing this shirt?" Ask the girl, innocently.

Arshad shook his head, in his heart he thought hard to explain to his wife. He's not angry, just how?

He just wants to keep everything in check.

"Here, sit here." The construction, while showing the end of the bed where he now sits.

"Yyou're angry?"

"Not." Arsyad answered quickly, when his wife was sitting next to him.

"You know what a wife's practice is?"

"What's yanda, Kara want to know?" Good, Arsyad An-nass Senopati Az-zzioi's wife is very obedient.

"The ideal of a wife, one of which is when she can always obey the orders of her husband. Obey the commandment of her husband, in the sense that in the right way, not the vanity."

Arsyad looked at the wife who was still listening to him carefully. His eyes fell on his wife, but for a moment. Before moving on to another direction. He's just a regular teenager, that fact is true isn't it? He is also studying, learning to be a good husband, learning to be a good priest, learning to keep the office, when his eyes and heart must be fixed on one figure at this time. He is learning, and it would be nice when he learns, the wife also supports his intentions. In order that someday, the two of them could achieve the reward together through the status that binds the two now.

"So, Kara must always obey the orders of yanda so?"

"Hm. So little more."

"So, now what's yanda's order?" No, his wife Yanda is obedient as well.

"Yesterday you said, don't wear clothes like this when outside the room, right?" Kara nodded, assuring.

"But, Kara didn't leave Yanda's room?" Well, how's that?

"Hm. But, Kara went out of the room to borrow a sharpener, right?"

The beautiful girl thought for a moment, before smiling faintly. "Yes. Kara borrowed it to Arra. But, Dav-who's his name, who guaranteed a sharpener to Kara."

"Davians?" Kara nodded, while Arsyad nipped his temple.

"So, Kara also asked om bodyguard to buy HB pensih right?" The girl nodded.

"Look, if you want to go out wearing more polite clothes, right?"

"More polite?" Arsyad.

Not only did he say that. This is Radityan's mansion, not just him and his wife who live here. There is a large family, and some of the Radityan extended family are religious people. In a sense, they always keep, obey, apply what religion applies. About the clothes, most of the women in the Radityan family dress covered. Well, because Kara is now his wife who is automatically his responsibility. So it was Arshad who was in charge of guiding him. In addition, Arsyad also did not want if his wife's letter was seen by another man. Not only because of the great sin that his wife could have borne, but it could be more severe if he did not tell the wife who did not know about it.

"Yes. Kara's yanda's wife isn't she?" The girl nodded.

"This, is a letter that Kara should not show to a man who is not Kara's mahrom. Except to Papih Kara, and yanda." The handsome man touched his wife's open shoulder. Reminds if, the aurat should not be spread arbitrarily.

"Remember? What law?"

"sin. The law of yanda's sin." Kara said steadily.

The handsome man nodded. At least, he has given a basic insight into several things to the wife. Especially about the practice that must be done.

"But, if it's the same thing Kara can wear?" Arsyad nodded small.

The girl smiled happily, then both hands moved to hug Arsyad's arm spontaneously. Arsyad was surprised.

"Sorry, Kara made Yanda angry. Kara promised, Kara wouldn't wear this shirt if it wasn't the same." He said, full of regrets.

"Hm."

"Thank you, you remember Kara again. Kara doesn't want to sin, so you always have to let Kara know if Kara forgets." Arsyad smiled faintly, asserting his wife's words.

Really, it feels like nanonano knows no? Dive into the role of a young husband at this age that is still arguably early, Arsyad can be overwhelmed every day. Fortunately, his wife was obedient and understanding. However, unconsciously because of his sense of ownership, the more possesive Arsyad keep this jewel of his heart. He-Atmariani Karamina Adriani, the rib that God had sent for him. There will never be tired of Arsyad reminded the wife, if the wife forgets again. Because since he said lapadz izab qabul at that time, his task has increased. Reminds, also directs the wife to a straight path through their new status to go to the future jannah of God.

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