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After saying goodbye to my new friend, Princess, I rushed to the campus gate, afraid that my husband would wait for me. Even though I saw the shocked face of my new friend, I did not have time to tell him, after all I did not want to be open about my personal life to people I just knew. Daughter, her nature is good in my opinion, even though I do not want to be too familiar with anyone, because I do not want to feel disappointment again as it used to be during High School.

Upon arrival at the campus gate, I rushed to see my husband, and to greet him and kiss his hand, I did so as a sign of my respect and love for my husband. My husband immediately told me to sit behind him. After I got on his motorcycle, Izalpun bang turned on his motorcycle engine, and drove it pretty fast, because he was afraid his break time in the office would run out, and he was late to return to his office again.

Upon our arrival in front of the rented house, my husband immediately kissed my forehead and lips briefly before saying goodbye to return to his office, and I advised him to be careful and not speed with his motorcycle. He just nodded assuring my message while propelling his bike.

After opening the door of the house and entering the house, I also locked the door from the inside, because I was afraid that someone would suddenly appear and do evil to me, because right now, I was alone. I walked into our bedroom, took off my headscarf, and put it on the table.

I rushed to the bathroom to clean myself and took ablution to perform Dzuhur prayer. After the prayer, I went to the kitchen to get food, because my stomach was still hungry, even though it was on campus, I had time to eat fried noodles there. After eating, I cleaned the dusty house and announced the garbage scattered in my kitchen, but every morning I always cleaned up finished cooking.

Did anyone deliberately throw their trash behind my kitchen, I asked in my heart. I don't bother with problems like this, the important thing is that I clean it up first so it doesn't look dirty. If I find out who deliberately threw the trash behind my kitchen, I will advise him with the words, if not effective, I will refer it to the owner of the contract.

After throwing the trash into the trash can by the side of the highway, I returned home through my kitchen door, because I came out of my kitchen door. After locking my kitchen door, I rushed to the bathroom to take a shower, because my body felt sticky due to my sweat that was pouring while cleaning the trash.

After dressing up, I headed to the living room to wait for my husband to come home while playing my phone. While waiting for my husband, I called my uncle to ask them about their news and the news about my dear grandmother. After an hour or so of chatting with my uncle and aunt, I heard the sound of my husband's motorcycle horn.

I immediately ended our conversation and sent greetings to my grandmother, and my sister. After turning off my phone, I rushed towards the door of the house, and opened the door. My husband was already at the door and was about to knock on the door, finally his hand hit my forehead, fortunately not too strong, could bump my forehead.

Bang Izal immediately apologized to me while kissing my forehead, because unintentionally, he was just about to knock on the door. I just smiled and said it was okay. I also invited my husband to come into the house. After Izal's bang sitting in the tv room, I gave him a glass of water, and I sat next to him.

The glass of water I gave my husband's toilet, he's probably thirsty. After a short break, Bang Izal rushed to the bathroom to clean himself up. After bathing, and getting dressed, a prayer came to me in the tv room watching the movie. He sat beside me, and he put his head on my lap.

I rubbed my hair while watching my favorite movie. I told her about my work at the college, and told her about...

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