Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Shopping

At 10 Isma and Prince were already at the Mall. Isma eagerly chose their baby gear.

"Mas, the baby's a girl what's a boy?" Choosing a baby bed.

"How about we buy the mattress two colors blue, one color pink." Advice Prince.

"Well, what if it turns out that the baby is two girls and one boy?"

"Well, it's okay to wear a blue mattress."

"So I mean Mas, a boy who only has one pink mattress. Is that?"

"Yes not sayanng. Meaning, Mom…"

"Here, don't buy the bed. The baby will sleep with us. Our beds are wide." Reciprocity.

"All right…"

Prince just follow all the wishes of the future mother.

"Guard wants to buy baby clothes. Which one's good, Mas?" Choose some cute baby clothes.

With a heavy heart Prince tried to choose some clothes that he liked. Even though he knew his choice would not be liked by Isma.

"They want this one, this one, this one and this one. Uh, all right, very funny." Babe happy.

"Take baby. Everyone loves to buy." Prince replied as he slowly put the clothes he had chosen back to their original place.

"Thank you Dad." Isma's voice mimicked that of a baby.

Prince just smiled. Then she followed Isma's steps towards the other baby equipment.

Stepping following Isma, Prince smiled. He recalled the time when Isma was still his secretary.

"Darling, you remember not. At that time you were always angry every time Mas invited to the Mall." Prince.

"Mmh, when?"

"Dear time is still a secretary, Mom."

"O that time."

Isma aligned her steps with Prince. Her hands began to hang on her husband's arms.

"It was always sad at the time." Prince said with a smile.

Isma smiled too. Then, she hid her face briefly in her husband's field.

"Darling to be so shy, anyway?" Goda Prince's.

"Can I have a sanya?"

"Mas has been in love since when?"

Prince smiled, his head was carried by Isma. Then he gave it a kiss many times.

"Come on, how about a kiss?" His protest.

"Well, why would you kiss me?"

"Temple Mas. It's still in the Mall, a lot of people are watching." Demonize.

Prince grew increasingly anxious, and pinched Isma's nose hidden behind his veil.

"Jawab first... when did Mas start liking equally adek?"

"Mmm, since..."

Prince stopped his steps. Isma was very focused on waiting for her husband's answer.

"From the first day it's been my secretary."

"What cooking?" Can't believe.

The sweetest smile looks beautifully adorned the Prince's face. He nodded to convince Isma.

"liks. At that time, it was always difficult. Ruling adek banyk things that should not be a duty adek. Adek so often overtime." Her chattering.

Plitak…

Prince's gentle punch placed on Isma's forehead.

"Aww, sick. How come you hit me?" Protest annoyed.

"Everything that Mas did at that time, Mas's wits alone. To be able to talk equally adek and can see the face adek 24/7 days." Said relaxed.

Isma was singing her lips, annoyed to remember the days of her being the secretary of her beloved husband.

"Adek was the first woman to fall in love. The first woman who made Mas want to know Islam. Through adek also, for the first time Mas wanted to know God who is very perfect to create adak." Evidently

Isma smiled shyly. Fortunately, his face was covered in a veil. If not, surely his whole face will be visible to everyone in the Mall.

"Thank you for being such an angel to Mas. May our love be God's paradise." Embrace Isma's shoulder.

"Thank you my best husband." Isma.

Prince only nodded, then brought Isma back to step towards the baby equipment places.

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