Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

Haru's Atmosphere

I woke up when a soft touch touched my cheek. Trying to open eyes that feel sticky. Ridho's originally faint handsome face began to be seen.

"Mas ... have you gone home?"

"Yes. Just now. I'm sorry, I interrupted the break .. mas there's good news."

"Yes?" I tried to fully realize because I was curious to see the look on his face.

"So he got his house. About half an hour from here. Tomorrow I'll take you to see. If you like, we'll call the one who has, "the story is full of enthusiasm.

So. I forgot he was looking for a home. My lips curl a smile. I nodded while touching his face. "Yes, Mas. I'll be there tomorrow."

"Yes already. Get ready for the mosque first. Adhan Ashar."

"Official."

Ridho went to the bathroom to clean himself up. Take the peck, smile for a moment at me. I looked at his back that was walking towards the door.

I feel lucky to have him.

I love you so, much, Mas.

***

After taking a bath, I also performed the Ashar prayer. Take time to read some of the verses of Allah. My mind is getting quieter. My body condition has also improved in recent days.

There was a sound of the door opening. Ridho walked closer to me. I smiled at him too.

"Change clothes, gih?"

"Huh?"

"We're going for a walk, yuk! Or watch, would you? You haven't been to the movies in a long time, have you?"

Is correct. It looks like going to the movies is pretty interesting. Almost a week at home alone, pretty saturating me.

"Can too. Do you know the movie that is running?"

"Ga knows. Let's just look there."

I hurried to prepare. Using maroon colored robe with matching hijab. I also chose a white shirt for Ridho. After preparing, we say goodbye to Mom and Dad.

Upon arrival at the cinema, Ridho chose the films 'Habibie and Ainun. I just nodded in agreement. We entered the theater when the lights were turned off.

During the movie, Ridho held my hand. Mother Ainun's loyalty and patience with Mr. Habibie made me feel overwhelmed. Ridho also quite enjoyed the storyline.

"What do you want to eat?" asked Ridho after we finished watching the movie.

"What a fuck, Mom."

"What food, huh?"

"Ish, Mas, here!"

Ridho chuckled softly. "The answer is often that."

"Eng .. fried rice, yes."

"Tumbens?"

"For the sake of it."

"Official."

We also went to one of the food outlets that provide fried rice. Ridho also ordered two glasses of juice. I didn't realize my plate was clean because the fried rice taste was quite good. I am not a rice lover.

After eating, Ridho took me around for a while in the shopping mall. Sometimes I offer to buy clothes or other things. I looked at the men's clothing collection. I have never bought anything for my husband.

My eyes stopped on the batik couple in one of the rows of clothing displays. I pulled Ridho's hand to get in there. Although a little surprised to see his overzealous wife, Ridho followed me.

"Is there anything you like?" whispered.

My hand pointed to the male batik couple and the lady's dress. "Well, is it, Mas?"

Ridho was stunned for a moment. "Lumayan. Take it if you like."

"I mean fit, don't you?" I was a little awkward.

I smiled shyly, then nodded slowly. I never imagined we would wear clothes with the same motif. Fear of Ridho is uncomfortable.

"No problem. Two pairs of them, too, papa."

I was a little surprised to hear his words. "One day," I whispered. "Ng .. fear of less money."

Ridho chuckled softly. "Much money" he replied half in whisper.

"Mas, here!" I complained to hear his jokes. "This time I'll pay."

Ridho slightly scrunched his forehead. I don't intend to respond to him anymore. Walk slowly closer to that heart-pulling outfit. Groping the material and guessing the shape when we wear it.

"Can I help you, ma'am?" ask one of the salesmen after approaching.

"Please get down, Ma'am," I replied politely. "My husband and I would like to try, would you?"

"Good, Ma'am."

I just took the dress off to the body at a glance. After feeling enough, take a shirt for Ridho and put it on the front of his body. My man smiled shyly, but did not reject him.

Ayah! Her slightly blushing face made me anxious.

"That's good, Ma'am," commented the salesman.

I smiled because I felt the same way. "Yes already. I'll take this one, Ma'am."

"Yes, Mommy."

When the salesperson wrapped the groceries, I took the money out of the wallet. My results taught for a few months. There is still left to buy something for Mom and Dad.

I glared as Ridho returned to protest. He scratched the head that I believed wasn't scratching. Let him feel uncomfortable, I'll explain later at home.

"This is what I'm looking for for Mom and Dad, too, Mom."

"There ain't nothing here?"

"Too young in style," I replied with a chuckle.

"Eh. Yes, too."

Ridho's face was back. It makes my mind unfocused. Ah ... If I were in the room, I would have kissed her cheeks with anxiety.

After receiving the package from the salesman, we went back around to some shops. Finally I bought a robe for Mom and a batik dress for Dad. Ridho was forced to pay, but I moved faster than him.

Feeling that it was enough, I took Ridho home. A little embarrassed as we walked out hand in hand. Ridho grasped it even tighter as I was initially shocked.

I remember what happened a few months ago. When we met Nisa here. Ridho did the same. However, I actually enjoyed it because I saw a less fond gaze from the woman.

"Don't you want to pay for it?" asked Ridho when we were in the car.

I took a breath for a moment. Actually want to discuss it at home later so that the atmosphere is more comfortable. However, Ridho was already impatient like him.

"For so long Mas who always bought me this. I've never given anything to you."

When I first received my salary, I wanted to buy them something like this. It's just that the sad event made me no longer excited. I forgot my original intentions.

"It's my duty, dear."

"Yes, Mas. I want to buy something from the results of yesterday. Make Mom and Dad too.

Ridho looked at me with haru's eyes. He seems to be starting to understand how I feel. His hand grabbed my finger to grasp.

"Thank you .. sorry Mas had not understood your desire," his eyes blinked slowly.

"Yes, Mas. This is nothing compared to what I've been giving all this time."

We stared at each other for a moment. Trying to explore each other's feelings. Ah .. I don't want this moment to end.

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