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Second Honeymoon...

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POVS. Zain

Finally, I'm married to the woman of my heart, Ani. I'm so happy to have him, even though I know he's not fully in love yet, but this is the first step to making him love me.

I know she's still traumatized by her past with her late husband, so it's hard to open the door of her heart to anyone else.

I'll try to make him love me. Like yesterday, when we just arrived at our house, I spoiled it with lunch in the room, because I was sure, the more often we communicated and interacted, slowly, slowly, I'll get a place in his heart.

Love needs a struggle. I sincerely love her, in that I know Ani is a good woman, even she never wants to know how much of my property or my relationship, which she knows, I love her children and she with all my heart.

Maybe because of that, he wants to marry me, love can flourish in him, if later we will have our biological children. I was very happy when she wanted to conceive my son, when I had doubts about my request to have our biological children.

O Allah, thank you for setting me up with a woman as good as Ani, may you bless and cherish the marriage we want, I said in my heart.

We made love whenever I wanted to, and she always obeyed me, because she realized her main obligation was to serve my biological needs.

At that moment, when I woke up, I heard the voice of my son Boy, who was talking in a loud voice, because at that time I was sedan in front of our bedroom door to look for my wife's whereabouts.

I approached the voice and listened to all the harsh words he had spoken to my wife. I saw him only speaking in a soft and firm voice to my less-than-just son.

I purposely let them talk, so that I would know what would happen next, and who I could trust, my wife or my son.

After my wife Ani came to our room, I tried to lure her into saying whatever my son told her, but, she covered up what my son did to her, maybe he didn't want me to scold my son, so our family harmony would be disturbed.

I followed his wishes, though I would not tolerate my son's attitude, if he had done more disrespect to my wife, who is now a mother.

I am grateful to have you, my dear, and I promise to make you happy always, I said, kissing her forehead who was in deep sleep, exhausted by our love.

Back to the main topic, guys!

The night passed...

Morning has arrived!

As usual, I carry out my duties as a Muslim who obeys Allah SWT, determine after my body is clean from Hadas big and small.

After the prayer, I walked slowly to the bed to wake my husband up.

" Bang, buruan wake up, shower first new prayer shabuh, hunt out of time" I said while shaking his body.

" Dear, this is my brother who has woken up!", he said, blinking his eyes.

" Grandfather to the kitchen first yes, want to cook breakfast, brother want breakfast what this morning let me make it?", asked me.

" Whatever it takes, everything that cooks must be delicious!", he said with a smile on me.

" Yes, it's good to go to the kitchen first, baby!", I said as I passed away to the door of the room.

After slowly descending the stairs, I immediately walked towards the kitchen to cook a special fried rice for my husband and my children.

I prepared all the herbs and ingredients I needed to make fried rice special, such as: Onion, garlic, red pepper, eggs, sausage and white rice.

Finished getting everything ready, I immediately put the frying pan on the gas stove. I poured a little cooking oil into the frying pan and livened up the stove fire with medium heat, then after the cooking oil was hot, I put on Onion and garlic, and red chili that I had been displaying.

Then, I put in the egg that I had broken the shell, and the sausage that I had cut into pieces was round, then I sauteed it while putting in salt and a little flavoring, and a little spicy sweet soy sauce.

After the fragrance went on air, then I put white rice with the size of one large bowl, so that it was enough for us to eat.

After white rice, it blends with spices and eggs and sausage, which indicates that the special fried rice is ripe.

After serving it at the dinner table, I closed it with a serving hood that was already available.

Then I cooked fried chicken and an omelet as a complement.

I also serve it on the dining table with special fried rice.

" Mrs are up?, sorry, I'm late for waking up, because last night's tasting ironed out Mr. Boy's clothes!", asked one of the maids.

" Yes, it's okay, the food for breakfast is done I'm done cooking, now the kitchen cleaner is the same looking for cooking utensils yes ma'am!", I said while washing my hands in the sink.

" Yes!", I said quietly hurrying to wash the dirty cooking utensils.

I rushed to our bedroom to see my husband.

" What do you do?", I asked.

" It's another break while playing a game" he said.

" Grandfather to the children's room first yes bang, want to nengokin them, have been up not yet, let us have breakfast together" I said as passed.

" Dear, baby, come here again!", he said while busy playing games on his phone.

I walked slowly towards my daughter Syakira and Syifa's room.

I opened the door of their room and looked at their bed, which was still sleeping.

" Ma, geez ma, amused ma!", said Syakira and Syifa while laughing.

" Daughter mama kok lazy ya wake up early, have not prayed the dawn, the time is almost up, hunted dear, take ablution, immediately pray, hunt out of time", said I while pulling their feet down.

" Yes ma!", they said as they passed into the bathroom.

" Change son, be careful, do not run, ntar slipping, danger son!", I said.

" Mama who said hurry up!, so we immediately run, let's hurry!", replied Syakira.

" Don't be polite dear, answer the words of parents like that, Kira should say yes it's done, don't be long" I said with a sharp tone.

" Yes ma, sorry ma!", he said.

" Dear, dear, if Kira has been in the boarding school, it should be more polite and disciplined yes son, do not make Mama equally disappointed ya dear!", said I advised.

" God willing ma, Kira will try not to disappoint mama and papa" he said, smiling at me.

" Yes, ntar finished praying, you took a shower baby, then mama called for breakfast!", I said as I left their room.

I rushed to our bedroom to see my husband.

" What did you want to say?", I asked while sitting next to him.

" So I want to talk seriously" he said.

" By the way, don't make you curious donk!", I said with a smile on her.

" Here sit on the lap of Abang first let Abang whisper, let no one hear dear!", he said.

"We're just the two of us in this room, you're there!", I said, pinching his nose.

" Just sit on the lap of my dear Brother Napa" he said, lifting my body and sitting me on his lap.

" It's a punishment for being grumpy, for having too many questions" he said as he*********my lips until I was out of breath.

" Abajg naughty yes, until the lips are swollen adek!, ntar adek shy donk diiat children", said I while sulking.

" Don't be angry, baby, my brother is very nervous about these sweet adek lips" he said, kissing my lips again and again.

" Dah donk dear, adek lazy bath again bang, the children have also been waiting for us to breakfast" said I refused his invitation subtly.

" Yes, ntar after breakfast, we continue again yes dear kiss ya!", he said while hugging my body tightly.

" But, we will go to the house in Sadabuan bang, to take our belongings that are left behind, all of you bring a matic motor adek" I said.

" Yeah, after coming home from there we continue ya baby ", he said.

" Okay baby!", I said with a smile at him and pinched his nose.

" What's your brother not bored, making love all the time?", I asked.

" Sister will never get tired of being equally adek, even brother who is afraid if he is bored with brother!", he replied.

" It's impossible, I'm bored with my own husband!", I said, hugging him tightly.

" Never leave your brother on deck!", he said.

" It all depends on your attitude, if you are good and loyal forever, you will always be with your brother forever with the idzin Allah SWT" I said with a smile on him.

" God inshaa dear, my brother will always be faithful and love our children forever" he said, kissing my forehead and lips.

We got out of bed to meet our children in the dining room for breakfast together.

" Geek, cook what was that dear?", he asked as he walked towards the dining room.

" Fried rice, fried chicken, equal omelet bang!", I said as I clasped his hand and walked towards the dining room.

" It must taste good, make you hungry!", he said.

" Ntar, you eat a lot, baby!", I said.

" Of course donk!", he said with a smile.

We arrived at the dining room, and our children were sitting well in their seats.

" Mama and Papa really long, Habib is hungry!", he said.

" I'm sorry son, papa woke up late, yes already, we ate breakfast yuk!", invite him.

We immediately ate the food that was on our plate.

Finally, we had breakfast quietly and deliciously without any chatter, probably because we were already feeling quite hungry.

" Mama's cuisine is indeed the most delicious and eaten!", said my husband and our children at the same time.

I smiled happily at the praise of my children and my husband.

Seriate....