Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

A Successful Day

At one o'clock in the afternoon, we were ready to go out. I wear a yellow dress with a rectangular hijab. Ridho looks handsome with a light blue flannel shirt.

Ridho drove Dad's car slowly. Dad asked my parents. I answered him while occasionally I stared at the crowd on the highway.

The final car stopped Ridho in the courtyard of a restaurant. Ridho helped me get out of the car. We walked together into a restaurant not far from the beach. I chose a seat in the front. The cool air from the spruce trees that lined up to our place because the restaurant carried an open building.

"What message do you want?" A servant came with a friendly face.

We call the order alternately. Ridho smiled hearing me call two types of food. Actually I was also surprised, my portion of food has doubled lately.

Half an hour later, our order arrived. Father and Mother are seen enjoying their order roast chicken. Ridho looks relaxed and cheerful.

When our food was running out, a man entered the restaurant. Ridho narrowed his eyes looking towards the man. After recognizing the approaching figure, Ridho greeted him.

"Hoi, Bro! Just yourself?"

The man looked at us. He chuckled softly when he realized the person who called out to him. "Yes, Bro! Again, yeah?"

"Yes, here. Same old man. Join here, Bro! It looks so single, you!" cananda Riddho's.

Ridho's friend grinned the horse. "May, if it doesn't bother you."

"Ngga papa, son. Sit here, aja," said Dad.

Mother just smiled kindly. I nodded slowly, not minding. Ridho's friend finally brought the moving chair to our table. He greeted Mom and Dad before sitting down.

"Where are you going, son?" ask Dad.

"In the Village area, Om. I'm Tomi."

"Well, far away too. Kirain deket house Ridho."

"Ga, Um. We are known friends. Ridho nawarin cooperation."

"Oh .. that. Steady it."

"Yes, Om. Pray for our business preparation to be smooth, Om."

"definitely. Good luck, yes!"

"Thank you, Om."

The waiter came to ask Tomi for her order. Ridho ordered coffee so he could talk casually with his friend. Dad refused Ridho's offer on the grounds that he was full. I was still in the spirit of devouring the second order of food earlier, after finishing a plate of chicken noodles.

We were in Resti for an hour and a half. Ridho and his friend were still chatting. I gave the code to go home out of pity to see Daddy and Mommy getting bored.

"I'm first, Bro! Wife's pregnant, afraid of soy sauce."

Deh ... Ridho thinks I'm not comfortable anymore.

"OK, Bro. I want to go home, too."

"Yes already. Let's just get out of it."

Ridho paid a sum of money to the cashier. Do not forget to put his friend's order on the proffered bon. Tomi had refused, but lost quickly with Ridho's movement.

We split up in the parking lot. Tomi waved at us as she walked towards her car. When going to open the car door, a group of young people with motorcycles entered the restaurant page.

"Silvy!" I shouted when I saw one of them open his helmet.

"Yup! More eating, Beb?"

"Yes, here. Same in-laws."

Silvi approached and greeted Father and Mother. Other friends are approaching too. I introduced them to Ridho and his in-laws.

"First, Dho!" tomi opened the car window.

We all looked at the motorists who were about to get out. Tomi smiled before passing. My friends and I smiled at him.

"Who, Beb?" whispered Silvi.

"Ridho's Team."

"Oohs. You guys are going home, are you?"

"Cepet what?" silvi Sahut. "This afternoon, Neng! You are not feeling because again my beloved husband!"

I just smiled shyly at Silvi's joke. Ridho scratched his nape, looking a little groggy. Father and Mother laughed at our behavior.

"It can be you! We go first, guys. Happy resting. Definitely cape plus thirst, tuh!" my word.

"Ok, Rev."

"Dam!"

"Be careful on the road, Beb!"

My lips curl up smiles at their humble voice. We got into the car after Mom and Dad were inside. I wave my hands to my friends.

Upon arrival at home, Daddy and Mommy take a short break before going home. We chatted on the front porch. Ridho looks happy with the arrival of his parents.

After the Ashar prayer, my two in-laws returned home. Me and Ridho kissed both hands. The familiar embrace of Mother stunned me.

"You take good care of the contents, yes. Don't leave the house often, especially if it's less important."

"Yes, Bun. Thanks." Thanks."

"We go home first, yeah. You guys are so smart to bring yourself here. If there's anything, don't hesitate to call Daddy or Mommy." Dad gave me advice.

"Good, Dad. Be careful of the way" said Ridho.

Mother's car passed from the yard. Ridho and I were still standing in the courtyard. Some neighbors pass by occasionally saying hello. We also returned their smiles with a sigh.

"We haven't had any contact with the neighbors, Mas."

"Yes. Later when the business building is completed, we are a small thanksgiving to neighbors."

"Still a long time too, donk!" I thought for a moment. "Where if I make food, keep going to the neighbor's house."

Ridho seemed to be weighing my proposal. "How about you buy it?"

"Well, why buy, anyway?"

"Later you were sapped. We have many neighbors, you know."

"Ga everything, Mas. At best, neighbors left and right."

"Buy it, deh. Can go to many neighbors. You cook sometime and for the right-left neighbor."

I let out a breath. "Yes already. It's up to you."

I decided to give up. It's free to argue with Ridho if he has decided something for me. I moved out of the yard and sat on the terrace.

"Ye .. don't bother so, dear .. mas just want to ease your work." Ridho followed sitting next to me.

I try to put out a smile. "OK, Mister. Understood."

"Well, that's donk! I want you to rest a lot in early pregnancy. Moreover, we do not have someone who can help manage the work of the house."

"Yes, Maskuh. Thanks ... My attention continues." I said solemnly so that Ridho would calm down again.

"Sama-sama, my shalehah's wife. Let's go in, yuk! Get ready for the mosque."

I replied with a nod. Ridho clasped my finger as he entered the house. I was a little uncomfortable, repeatedly turning left and right, afraid that a neighbor would see us.

"Why?" asked Ridho as I tried to let go of his hand.

"Ga nice to see people, Mas." I gave a pleading look.

Ridho chuckled softly. "Wildamah! Holds his own wife's hand at home, too."

Arrgggh! Your sak karepmu, Iah!

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