She's My Husband!!!

Telephone

To read the part this time, the reader can repeat the previous part because the new author can update. So that no words forget this story.

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After returning from campus, Davina was still careless because Harris did not return the message and preferred to be with Shafira, even though there was also Farhan. Harris tried to persuade his wife.

"What do you try to have a mobile phone if it's just ante. The message from the wife was not bales, nor was the boro-boro read." for the number of times the woman nagged, and Harris still silenced her. Because he feels that replying to his words now will actually increase the problem which is actually only a small problem.

"It's better if the phone is sold for fried food." upset, then he chose to sit on the edge of the bed.

Harris watched his wife who had stopped nagging, then walked up to him. Harris seemed to want to laugh when he saw the face of Davina who was pouting while having a chest. It's adorable she thought.

"Have you, huh?" seductive Harris, but Davina still did not respond.

Harris crouched down in front of his wife, clasping his hands together. "Darling, the anger is dong. Mas know wrong, mas sorry yes." he said sincerely.

Davina turned to look at her husband, "Do you know what he did wrong?" Harris also nodded.

"What?"

"Because you didn't reply to the chat, did you?" ask Harris,

Davina clucked irritably, apparently from earlier her husband was insensitive to what Davina was concerned about.

"That's all that makes you mad at me?" he said a little doubt. Harris was at heart, not knowing where the other mistakes were. Yes he is insensitive.

"It's not just that, but you want another woman more than your own wife" she said with teary eyes.

Harris raised one eyebrow, then stood again and again when he understood the direction of the wife's conversation.

"So it's related to Shafira? You jealous?" harris asked still in disbelief.

"Who is jealous too! I just don't like both of you and that girl!" Davina finally revealed her strands.

"Third Davina, you mustn't forget Farhan's whereabouts there" Harris said in self-defense.

"Stay, Harris."

Harris smiled, "It's so funny, my wife, if you're jealous." Harris pinched Davina's nose.

"What a hell, sick."

"How do you want it?" ask Harris.

"Yes, don't see Shafira again."

"According to Mas, it will be difficult Davina. We're just one campus even one class, how not to meet?" Harris was confused.

"Yes whatever, anyway he just wants to take Mas from me" said Davina.

"Astaghfirullah, Davina. Can't suudzon be the same person, sin."

"Who is also suudzon, the truth is true. He always tries to get close to you. The proof was that you were talking even to laugh." he replied.

Harris shook his head, this wife if she was jealous of the little things in question.

"That's because the three of us finished class, Davina. The three of us went out together, chatted for a while and talked about something. Usually it's just Farhan."

"really? No lie, right?" Davina looked into her husband's eyes, searching for the truth.

"Truly, why would you lie to your own wife." Davina nodded her head.

"Jealous may be, but don't overdo it is not good" Harris advised his wife, knowing she was jealous.

Harris moved right next to Davina, pulling Davina to face her.

"I'm sorry, about Mas who didn't reply to your message, look there." Harris pointed at the sofa in the corner of the room.

"The phone is left behind, so Mas can't reply to your chat."

"So, because I missed it?" Harris nodded, Davina who felt guilty immediately hugged the body of her husband who was reciprocated by a hug by Harris. Davina finally realized that it was just a misunderstanding.

"I'm sorry, I said.

"Hiks, hiks." Davina's cry was heard. Harris tightened his embrace.

"Oh, don't cry. Poor baby will follow sad" said Harris calmed Davina.

Don't know why, Davina felt since she was pregnant she became sensitive. She was often angry with her husband.

Davina took her hug off Harris, "Mas, tired of my love for gini" Davina made Harris smile.

"No, kok. Mas understand because it's the pregnancy hormone, precisely this thing that makes Mas should spoil you more dear." Harris kissed his wife's forehead.

"Yaudah, now I want to spoil you."

Harris patted her thigh signalling that Davina sleep in her lap, Davina immediately obeyed her husband's wishes.

Harris gently rubbed his wife's head, because it was too comfortable for Davina to fall asleep. Harris smiled seeing his wife fall asleep just because of the swab of his hand. Is that his hand? Next time Harris will try how comfortable his wife's hand is, hehe.

Then Harris moved Davina to make her position more comfortable, covered her and did not forget she kissed the forehead and stomach where her son was. He will prepare food for Davina because after waking up from his sleep his wife will feel hungry.

Harris prepared a makeshift meal because the ingredients in the refrigerator were exhausted, he and Davina had not had time to buy it. Maybe tomorrow they should be shopping.

It didn't take long, the food Harris made was ripe. He also presented it, not forgetting he wrote a note.

The clock had shown at four o'clock less, Harris immediately cleaned himself in the bathroom because soon he would teach children to teach at the mosque.

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Davina who felt sultry after waking up immediately cleansed her body before performing ashar prayers.

When he finished he went to the kitchen because his stomach just kept ringing. He opened the service and saw a note there. His smile was also glistened when reading her husband's message let alone seeing the food was presented in front of him.

"My husband is understanding." muttered Davina happily.

Then he ate the food in front of him.

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Davina had just finished praying, and then the phone rang. He got up and looked for the origin of the sound. It was Harris' phone ringing. Davina approached the sofa where the phone was. He smiled when he saw Ummi's name on the phone screen.

"Assynolt, Ummi. How are Umi and Abi?" Davina.

"Vaalaikumussalam, Davina. Alhamdulillah Umi same Abi healthy wal'afiat. What about you and Harris?"

"Alhamdulillah, we are here also healthy Umi."

"You there yourself? Where's harris?" ask Umi Khumaira.

"Harris is going to Masjid, Umi. Soon must also go home." looks Umi just nodded in understanding.

"Umi just wanted to say, tomorrow you two go home. Umi held a four-monthly thanksgiving of your pregnancy." she said.

"Lho, Umi didn't say it first. Why is this sudden? Kan Davina so can't help Umi nyiapin everything." Davina whines to her mother-in-law.

"Udah need not think, Umi has helped a lot here. Your family's on the show, too, baby." Umi Khumaira was smiling to see her daughter-in-law.

"Yes Davina's going there tomorrow. Thanks, Umi."

"Together, dear Davina. Yes, yes, yes first. Umi still has work. I'll see you here tomorrow. Assalamualaikum." he said before the call ended.

"Waalaikumussalam" Davina said after the call ended.

Chequelek

The door opened showing Harris's figure, Davina smiling then stretching out her hands harris's cue to approach.

Harris approached his wife who was sitting on the sofa in his room. Then Davina wrapped her hands around her husband's neck.

"Why, hm?"

"So Umi called, she said tomorrow the four-monthly event with the baby" Davina said.

Harris nodded, because he knew it first.

"Yes, tomorrow we go to Umi's house."

Davina looked directly at her husband's face, "Don't you know first?" Harris just nodded.

"Isstt, why don't you tell me." Davina was upset.

He tried to distract Davina, so as not to be like this afternoon. Fussing over something that really doesn't need to be fussed about.

"Have you prayed or not?" harris asked when he saw Davina using a mukena.

"Udah,"

"We'll pay, yeah." Davina nodded.

Harris then carried Davina to the bed, so that Davina could be more free. After that he took the Quran.

Davina was leaning on the headboard, while Harris was chanting sholawat-sholawat the prophet followed by reading Surah Maryam. While reading, Harris stroked his wife's distended stomach.

Davina listened to Harris read, while reflecting on how sweet the husband's voice was.

Until her reading was over, Davina was still unconscious and immersed in her daydream.

"Why, baby?" ask Harris. Davina was silent.

"Davina?" reworked.

"Eh, sorry. You're done with it."

"Eat him don't daydream." Harris cut his wife's nose.

"Hoamm, I'm sleepy" he said.

"Was she drinking milk?" harris asked in a headband reply by Davina.

Harris also clucked, he wondered why Davina always forgot such an important thing. Though drinking milk is very nutritious for babies to grow quickly and healthy.

Davina was just smiling herself to see her husband upset, but Harris still made milk pregnancy for his wife. Harris came back with a glass of milk in his hand.

"This is the milk, quickly spend it" Harris said thrusting the glass to Davina.

Davina smiled, "Thank you, my husband. You're so good."

"Yes, it's love!" murmuring Harris.

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