Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

The ridho 5

Reva's face looks blushing. As much as possible I resisted the urge to touch her face. New introductions begin.

Intentionally brought our faces closer, so Reva realized she already had a partner. I laughed when I saw him close his eyes. Nervous him?

"If you are married .. must be able to keep the husband's feelings," I said right on his face.

Reva opened her eyes, then pushed me slowly. He looks messed up and misbehaved. My wife is adorable.

"Surge! I want to continue editing," he said fiercely. His eyes glared when he saw me..

I slowly back off. I couldn't help but smile on my lips. It turned out that he was really affected by what I was doing.

In silence I watched his behavior. Reva turned around and sounded a deep breath. My nature is back.

"Why you?" I pretended not to understand his condition.

"Ng-ga papa," he answered without looking at me.

"Must have been thinking about it!" godaku's.

"What? There's no!" Reva glanced over with an annoyed face.

"Why is that his face?"

He didn't answer my question anymore. Satisfied to bother him today. Just wait for the next scene, baby!

Reva is focused on the script file. I also opened a laptop to finish work from the office. Enough like this now. I will grab his attention slowly.

We are busy with our own activities. The room was quiet. Reva plays songs in the music app. The song 'Paint My Love' from MLTR is soft. He also likes old songs.

Almost an hour passed, Reva stretched her body. I can't say anything about it anymore because I'm busy with work. Let it pass as she moves out of the room.

The message tone stopped my finger movements on the laptop keyboard. A message from my coworker came in. Actually, he was my friend back in High School.

[Assynoltomodel. Tomorrow to campus, Dho? What'sthetime?]

I was stunned to read the message. Just remember tomorrow we're taking the kids to the Reva campus. Today we did not meet because Nisa had no teaching hours.

Yesterday the headmaster called us before going home. I didn't get to talk about the schedule with Nisa because I was in a hurry to get home. There is also a sense of discomfort with both of them because the office is quiet.

I tried to remember what time the race schedule was told by the committee. It seems like it's a little afternoon. I'm going to school first so I can go with Nisa.

[Waalaikum. So then. 10 O'clock, Nis.]

After replying to a message from Nisa, I put the device back on the table. Focused on continuing my work. Tomorrow morning stay printed in order to prepare the children to leave the race to campus.

My throat was dry, but I was reluctant to leave the room. It still feels good to take your own food or drink. Later, just ask Reva for help when she comes back.

The fatigue begins to attack the body. My job is a little more. I decided to continue it tomorrow morning. I turned off the laptop and put the work supplies in the bag.

Reva hasn't been back to the room yet. Maybe he was talking to his parents. I stepped onto the bed, then laid down my body.

My head feels heavy, I slowly close my tired eyes. I read the words of God in my heart. Slowly my consciousness began to disappear.

***

Immediately I pulled my hand as Reva looked agitated. Eyes suddenly opened. We stared at each other for a few seconds, I quickly turned my eyes to the other direction, then went to the bathroom.

I took ablution because I had intended to perform the tahajud prayer. I want to feel like I'm picking up Reva. When he opened the door, Reva sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Do you want to pray too?" I asked, hoping he would answer yes.

Reva just nodded her head. Before long he went down and stepped towards the bathroom. I also prepared while waiting for Reva to wudhu.

"We pray ajaah aja," my umtawaku when he took the mukena.

I stood with a crunchy feeling in front of Reva. I can't describe the warm feeling that rules the heart. For a few moments, we were in a mood to remember God.

I raise both hands together with the Power. Express all our hopes about our home and future. After I finished praying, I reached out to Reva.

"Huh?" Reva's face looked confused. Instantly the feeling changed with a sense of annoyance.

"Ride!" I said with a tinge.

Reva quickly grabbed and kissed my hand. I held back the smile of looking at her behavior. My shaleha wife!

After the prayer, I returned to work. Reva is seen going up again to the bed. Looks like he didn't sleep well earlier.

I rushed to finish the job before the dawn prayer. I heard the voices of people coughing. It seems like you have gone to the mosque.

I turned off the laptop and put it in my bag. Intended to follow the Father who had been heard opening the front door. I decided to go to the mosque later. I hurried out of the room.

"Mr think Nak Ridho hasn't woken up yet." Greet my father when I am behind him.

"So I want to finish the job from the office first, sir," I replied with a smile.

"Oohs. Comeing! Oh, adzan!"

"Yes, sir."

We also walked to the mosque. Some of the neighbors I've had their faces met in front of the mosque. He nodded his head as they greeted.

On the way home, one of the neighbors followed our steps. "Luckily, Mr. Mahdi has a shaleh son-in-law!" abugn.

I was a little surprised to be the subject of conversation, then smiled faintly at him. It was a little embarrassed to hear people's praise right in front of the Father-in-law.

"Thank God, Mr. Tono. Hopefully you will also get a ghost like Rodho."

"Amijin!"

I lowered a face that must have looked wrong. Father and Father's friendship made our relationship unlike that of son-in-law. I can feel you treating me like your own son.

Gratitude fills the heart. It's not wrong that I chose a soul mate for me. It's a good thing I didn't insist on refusing when Dad talked about matchmaking.

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