Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

My Luvly Husband's

Two days after graduation, I was home. The boredom began to break. I want to find work, but have not had time to talk about it with Ridho. The condition of the body is also not possible.

"Streetings, will you?"

Suddenly my beloved husband sat down next to me. A little surprised because he was in the bathroom. I smiled at him.

"What a shower?"

"You who daydream," he replied.

I scrunched my forehead. I do not deserve to be aware of his presence. My mind became unfocused because it was thinking about a job application.

"Where are you going?"

"The deket-deket. How about staying at that beach cottage?"

I shook my head slowly. "Males, uh. Again mabok gini, tar instead ngerepotin Mas there."

"Yes already. We play to the beach" he said.

"Can ... now?"

"Yes, Neng. The night tar?" candelessly.

I chuckle softly. "OKs. I'm ready to flinch."

Ridho played his goal while waiting to prepare. Fifteen minutes later, I was already wearing a maroon-colored robe with a white headscarf to cover my head. Do not forget to sweep the powder to the face and polish the thin lipstick to the lips. Ridho only wears jeans and T-shirts.

We went on my matic bike. He wanted to borrow my car, but I forbade it. The reason I enjoy traveling is by hugging her waist. Ridho finally agreed, but hesitated to use his high bike.

Fifteen minutes later, we arrived at the beach. Ridho stopped the motor under the fir tree. We walked slowly to the beach, hand in hand. The atmosphere is not so crowded.

I took off my footwear, then walked on the sands that were drenched in sea water. There is a sensation of its own, making the body feel comfortable. I was not aware of the nausea that usually attacks. Ridho followed, then hugged me from behind.

"Shame, Mas!" my protest.

"Just in a moment, I want to know what it's like to hug on the seafront."

My lips curl a smile. Actually, I was also curious about the feeling of dating after marriage. Seeing people start to arrive, Ridho released a hug. We just hold hands along the beach.

Seeing the waves that are chasing and the sun that starts to fall, make the eyes look amazed. Like a miracle that makes itself more aware of the great meaning of God. Feel very small and have no power without His power.

After the sun had turned into twilight pieces, we moved from the beach. Slowly go to the motor. Throwing smiles at each other was also a laugh.

"We're going straight home?" ask Ridho.

"Balat in the mosque, Mas. I want to eat dumplings first" I replied.

"All right, Mrs Ridho!" His mouth while stroking the top of my head.

Ridho took the motor carefully to the nearest mosque. Adhan has started to roll. We parted in the courtyard of the mosque to take ablution. The coolness of the washing water makes the mind calmer.

After praying, always raise your hands to get merunajat. Praying for the baby and the happiness of our household. Do not forget to pray for the success of the husband and the health of the parents.

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