She's My Husband!!!

Harris and Davina

After the departure of his best friend Rani, Davina immediately chased Bimo to ask for an explanation for what he did to Rani. Davina felt she could not accept her best friend being treated coldly like that, even though it was her own brother.

"Bang, wait. Bang Bimo.." cried Davina after him.

"Hm, what's wrong." she turned her back to Davina.

"What brother means rich is it to Rani" said Davina a little intonation.

Bimo raised an eyebrow, "I think I should behave" he said, before leaving Davina who was still busy digesting his words.

***

In her room, Davina continued packing her unfinished belongings this afternoon due to the arrival of her two best friends.

Shortly after the door opened, showing Harris having just returned from the Mosque. Being too focused makes Davina unconscious if Harris is behind her.

"Where are you going Davina, so pack your things?" harris suddenly said.

Davina turned her body around to face Harris, "Astagfirullah, since when were you there? Just be surprised." reply Davina then continue her activities.

"You haven't answered me, Davina." Harris laid his body on the bed staring at the wife's two neutrals.

"I want us to go back to the apartment now, because tomorrow I'm going to college" Davina said.

"Are you sure? I don't want to risk it later, Davina." Harris is only afraid that Davina has not fully recovered.

"I'm fine, I'm completely healed. Going up and down the stairs was not sick" said Davina innocently.

"really?" Harris smiled meaningfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Have you spoken to your parents?"

Davina just shook her head, "Let's talk later,"

"Well, if that's what you want." Harris got out of bed and got ready.

After telling her parents, Davina and Harris went straight to her apartment, as time was getting late.

Arriving at the apartment, Davina immediately cleaned herself in the bathroom. Harris was sitting on the bed with his cell phone in his hand.

Chequek...

The open bathroom door featured Davina who had finished with her affairs.

Hearing the door open, Harris' reflexes turned his gaze from the phone towards Davina who looked fresher than before.

His eyes looked at the clothes Davina was wearing. If previously Harris would feel uncomfortable if he saw a woman who is not mahramnya dress scantily, but this time he smiled happily because Davina only wears a gray hotpants and a shirt of his greatness.

"Why, is there something wrong with my shirt?"

"No, you look so pretty tonight" Harris said, putting his phone on the nightstand.

"Just realize, if your wife is the most beautiful. So don't stay close to other girls." said Davina slightly quipped, while laying herself in bed.

"Who is the same as other girls, hm?" Harris brought her face closer to Davina, feeling her breathing gust hit Davina's neck which gave her some goosebumps.

"Don't fuck Harris" Davina warned.

"Why, baby?" harris said

"You're out there." Davina was nervous.

"Well, you're not sensitive." Harris said in his lazy voice, like disappointed.

"Harriss.." Call Davina, Harris must be upset.

Davina was afraid that Harris would really get mad at her.

Harris went to the bathroom, and Davina sat on the bed. She forgot that her husband was not a sensitive person. He would not be able to persuade the man.

Harris came out of the bathroom, "Davina is still quiet, let's take ablution first" he said.

"I have prayed Isya" he said it is true, he prayed while still at his parents' house.

"Sholat sunnah first."

Uh, what's he saying? So Harris wasn't angry with him. Davina was excited again, then she went to the bathroom to ablution following Harris' orders.

"You are so beautiful, Davina" said Harris, letting go of the face she wore, shortly kissing her forehead.

***

Davina woke up from her sleep, she felt a heavy object hit her stomach. Then he glanced to the side and it was Harris' hand that was holding him from behind.

Davina stared at the chest of Harris' field that looked six-pack in her opinion.

"Tumben Harris sleeps not wearing clothes" said Davina just woke up still not aware of what happened.

Then Davina shut her mouth tightly with her hands, surprised to see that she was not wearing clothes under her blanket. He just remembered last night.

Davina was embarrassed to remember. Davina was about to get rid of Harris' hand that was holding her.

"Let it be like this, Davina" said Harris still closing her eyes, troubled by Davina's movements.

"Harris, get up at 5. Later we oversleep the morning prayer." said Davina.

"Well," he said when he saw the clock that had shown at 04:45.

Harris got out of bed. Then he glanced at Davina who was still in her place.

"Why are you still silent? No morning prayers, Davina?" ask Harris.

Davina remained silent, not unwilling to answer it just that she had her own reasons for it.

A worried Harris approached Davina with her innocent body still covered by a blanket.

"It still hurts" Harris said.

With her charm Davina nodded her head. He felt ashamed when asked like that.

"Haha, you're cute." said Harris as she tidied Davina's hair.

"I'm serious, you son of a bitch." replied Davina pouting at her husband.

"Okay, I'm sorry." said Harris, then he took a swing.

"You want what Harris." Panicked words. "Don't fuck around."

"Why are you panicking like that, Davina. I just want to carry you."

"Hey, what are you doing." Davina said as she felt like she was floating in the air.

It turned out that Davina was carried by Harris, Davina's reflexes wrapped her hands around Harris' neck so she wouldn't fall.

"Now I'm sensitive aren't I, Davina?" harris said as if asking her.

"What does that mean?" ask Davina confused.

"You want me to hold you, to look romantic." said Harris, winking one eye.

Davina snorted as she slapped Harris' cheek softly. "Huh, you son of a bitch."

"But sensitive no." God again.

"Harris quickly I want to take a shower, you know it's almost morning, and soon the sun will rise" Davina said.

Harris smiled at Davina's words. "I'm happy Davina. You finally want to remind me."

"You're on purpose, like that" he said annoyed.

Harris dropped Davina off after arriving in front of the bathroom. Harris smiled at Davina.

"Do you want me to be with you?" tawar Harris's.

"No," Davina refused firmly by quickly entering the bathroom and closing it before Harris came in.

Outside Harris was just a buzz looking at Davina's behavior just now.

"Thank you." he muttered.

After that, he cleaned up in another bathroom.

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