She's My Husband!!!

With Harris

During the trip no one opened his voice, both Harris who focused on driving and Davina who enjoyed how cool the city that has the name of the flower city, the city, with rain falling soaked plants and trees along the road they passed.

Davina was silent when Harris drove her car in the opposite direction from their apartment. He didn't know where Harris was going to take him. Do not want to care he chose to stroke his stomach which is getting bigger and bigger, which means closer to the day of labor. He has also taken time off, and the next two days are his last days in college.

He feels happy and sad at the same time. How not, he will just be at home without meeting his friends on campus. Especially with her best friend, Rani. But, it is also undeniable that he feels happy because soon the baby will be born into the world.

"We stopped by for lunch? Mas already laper." said Harris, who is owned by Davina, he was also hungry since he was in the store.

"Pbuh, how do they seem to be so familiar with you?" davina asked as Harris approached Davina finished ordering food.

"Is it because I eat here often? Why didn't you ever take me?" ask again.

Harris smiled, and Davina's curiosity was suddenly high.

"Yes, I come here often."

"Don't tell me this restaurant belongs to you too!" Davina looked into her husband's eyes. Given the incident at the store, Harris also did not tell Davina the truth.

"This restaurant belongs to Akbar. It just helps to manage it."

Davina frowned, trying to remember the name mentioned by her husband.

"The news of his cousin, Mas, who lives in Jakarta." replied Harris who understood Davina's confusion.

Davina then nodded in understanding. He was a little disappointed in Harris, because such a thing was hidden from him. Why not just frankly from the beginning if he has some effort that is being cultivated. Davina had sued if Harris was unemployed, who only relied on the wealth of parents.

"What other things do I not know about you, Mom?" said it.

Harris turned his head, feeling clueless about the question his wife was asking him.

"What are you talking about, honey?" he asked with a confused look.

"Yes you're not being frank about your work, your past." I don't know why he wanted to say it all. Only Bella and a head thug she knows from her husband's past.

Harris seems silent, about his work Harris has not told Davina because he wants Davina to ask him. However, so far his wife has never mentioned it.

"Just ask you, so far have you ever told your past the same Mas?"

Jleb

The statement that Harris made pinched his heart. Davina was silent, unwilling to answer the question. He admitted he never said anything about the past before with Harris.

Seeing Davina shut up like that made Harris feel guilty. "I'm sorry, if Mas's question bothered you, Davina."

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Harris and Davina had just finished performing congregational prayers in their apartment. Davina's face was able to attract the attention of Harris, because it looks moody as usual.

"Just finished praying when his face is like that, do not frown. Must smile." said Harris while putting both fingers to pull the corner of his wife's lips to smile.

How can Davina not pout? When he found out if Harris invited him to have fun today just because Harris would go to Surabaya to attend a religious seminar and he would be a speaker there. How sudden for Davina, because she was not ready to be left alone.

Davina persuaded Harris to go there. However, Harris refused on the grounds of not wanting his beloved wife to be exhausted. Even though Davina wants to be like the wife of ustadz most of whom are invited when filling out events. It doesn't seem to happen to him.

"I want to come" he said.

"Don't ya? I'm afraid you cape, let alone ride a car a long trip." Harris is understanding.

Quite heavy actually left his pregnant wife alone at home. But what can be done, this concerns its obligations.

"Who's it going?"

"There was Farhan with Ammar" he said, then Harris took Davina into his lap, rubbing her head while reciting sholawat.

"Later if you no longer exist, you do not forget to drink milk, eat a lot, Mas do not want to see you thin." said Harris after finishing his break.

Harris chuckled amusedly at the words of his wife. "Where it is, it won't be like that. This man is loyal to one woman."

Davina rose from the lap of her husband, "Awas aja if there glimpsed the others." only returned a smile by him.

"Mas, get ready first." Harris got up to prepare for what needed to be brought. Davina followed Harris, and helped her husband because in half an hour Harris was leaving.

Shortly after, Harris was ready for his suitcase. Davina drove Harris to the front. Farhan and Ammar have just arrived. They both got out of the car.

"Assalamualaikum" they said simultaneously.

"Waalaikumussalam." replied Harris and Davina compact.

"How are you, Davina?" farhan asked, chatting with his best friend's wife.

"Okay, as you can see."

"Ah, that's right. That pouty face said good?" ledek Farhan made Davina pout even more. He knew that Davina would not be able to stay away from Harris.

"Basic rese lo, Farhan!" reply Davina ketus.

"The same face never lies, Harris. Especially now, haha." Farhan laughs at Davina's condition, which used to hate Harris versus the now, which is very bucolic.

Davina was already preparing to remove her sandals to throw the man, but Harris immediately prevented her.

"It's Farhan, don't make Davina this emotional." Harris said.

"Dengerin my husband said!" reply Davina with a taunting expression back of course.

"Yes-yes sorry." Farhan immediately kicep, silent. Don't dare if Harris asks.

"Harris, let's go now tonight." he continued.

"Attent."

Harris approached his wife and hugged her tightly. "Take care of yourself, remember all the messages of Mas." whispered Harris who was taken by Davina. He kissed his old wife's forehead.

"Udah dong Harris, don't let us see your romance here. Not really jomblo, wonder." who else if not Farhan said it.

While Ammar who had been silent since noticed their behavior smiled shyly. While imagining how wonderful a moment like that was, having a wife.

The last time Harris turned to the front of his wife's stomach, whispering something that only she and her baby knew.

"Assalamualaikum." chirps a woman in her typical sleepwear diverts attention.

"Wa'alaikumussalam" they answered.

The woman is Diandra, he came because he was asked by Harris to accompany his wife while she went to Surabaya.

"Would you like to go, brother-in-law?"

Harris nodded, "Please take care of your brother, Diandra." he said.

"Ready, sister Davina will be safe with me." after saying that, her gaze met with the gaze of Ammar. Diandra was surprised that there was a man there. Since then, he has focused only on his brother, not seeing anything else. He chose to look down, not to see it.

After it was felt everything was ready, the three of them finally left using Ammar's car.

"Be careful, Harris." Davina waved her hand as the car moved away.

"Come in, brother. The guy's gone, don't be looked at." ledek Diandra.

"Yes-yes." And then they both went into the apartment.

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