She's My Husband!!!

Home-in-law

As planned yesterday, Harris will invite Davina to do some household shopping, before the two of them will hold their baby's four-monthly event which will be held at Harris's parents' house.

"Come on, I'm ready" Davina told Harris.

Harris scrunched his forehead when he saw the appearance of the wife.

"Why are you wearing a mask, baby?" ask Harris later.

"Hm, don't know why it was on the dresser nyium the smell of perfume, uh it feels like nausea. Even though from yesterday it was not." he said Harris only nodded to understand the state of his wife who was pregnant.

Davina looked at her husband's face and came up with an idea. Then he went to the room to pick up something.

He brought back something to give Harris.

"I don't feel nauseous, Davina. So there's no need to wear a mask." Harris protested when the woman suddenly put a mask on her face.

"This is just in case later, there must be many women who pay attention to you when in the mall." Harris smiled, sure Davina would be jealous if it happened.

"Are you jealous?" harris Goda.

"No, just uncomfortable. And I don't want those who are nobody to see the good looks on my husband's face." Davina rubbed Harris' face covered by the mask.

"Let off now?" harris bargained as Davina continued to look at her face with a fluffy smile, she could see through the look in her eyes.

For some reason today Davina so admires her husband, his good looks. He felt that his love for Harris was getting bigger every day. Especially with Harris' attitude that is always patient and understanding with him.

"Eh, yes."

Davina followed Harris towards the car, still with a fluffy smile. Yes, although it will not be seen because he wears a mask.

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Now Harris and Davina have arrived at a shopping mall. Previously also Umi Khumaira had sent a message to his son to buy some needs that are still lacking during the four-monthly event.

"I'm sorry, honey. There's more to buy" Harris said.

Davina frowned, "Why apologize? Shouldn't all this be our business, it's our show. We should be thankful that we helped them."

Harris nodded, then the two of them continued their shopping.

"Do you want to buy something, Davina?" ask Harris when all the necessary necessities have gone into the shopping trolley.

Davina seemed to think, "Owh, yes. My pregnancy milk is over." she said.

"Yes, let me take it." Harris volunteered, because he could not bear to see his wife walking to and fro to look for products to be purchased. Surely Davina will be exhausted later.

"No, let me. The milk shelf is not far from here. Just wait here." Davina said, then walked to the shelf where the milk of pregnancy was.

Davina understood her husband's concerns, but she felt fine. So he thought he himself would look for his stuff while Harris simply walked in the back by pushing a grocery trolley. It's romantic, isn't it?

Harris faithfully waited for his wife on the spot.

"Ustadz Harris?" Harris turned his head immediately when he heard someone call his name.

"Ammar." cried Harris when he saw a familiar person also there.

"Alone, ustadz?" he asked when he saw Harris alone.

Harris smiled, "Again wife shopping. Well, that's my wife." said Harris when he saw Davina was back.

"I'm done" said Davina, carrying two boxes of pregnancy milk with different variants in her hand.

"Davina, meet him ustadz Ammar. Ustadz will be filling out the show tonight." Harris introduced his friend.

Davina smiled as she cupped her hands together.

"Call me Ammar, I'm younger than you" he said, leaving them both chuckling.

"Yes-yes you're younger than us."

"Owh yes, ustadz Harris please continue the shopping. I want to buy the queen mother's order first." said Ammar said goodbye.

"Yes, please." Ammar left Davina and Harris.

Harris who heard Davina's words frowned, not understanding his wife's intentions. "Interned?"

"Yes, did not miss Ammar want to buy something for his queen mother. That must be his wife."

Harris laughed, "Haha, do you like Ammar?" seductive Harris, he's actually afraid if it's true.

"Hm, that's delicious. Most men as handsome as he is impossible are not married." Davina.

Harris embraces his wife's body, "In this world nothing is impossible, Davina. The queen mother in question was not her wife, but her own mother."

Davina gasped, "Really? Then, Ammar should be my sister-in-law."

"Unfortunately Ammar wants the same spoiled girl as Diandra." replied Harris chuckling.

Davina rolled her eyes lazily, but it was true. Does Ammar want to be with his very spoiled sister? I don't know, he doesn't know.

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Busy at the residence of Mr. Imron has been going on since morning, where now the tent has been erected as well as the chairs look neatly lined up. In the living room and family room there are no chairs, living on the title of carpet only.

Davina and Harris are now at Harris's parents' house. Previously they both stopped by first to the apartment to store purchased groceries.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Davina entering the house. It looks spacious, as there are no chairs or tables as usual. Davina headed straight inside, she was sure that people were busy cooking.

Davina smiled at the mother of her husband. He approached her and kissed her hand.

"Finally coming too, Umi has been waiting from the morning" said Khumaira, Davina just smiled. "Where's harris?" continued.

"Mas Harris was talking to the neighbors up ahead." Khumaira.

"Why wear a mask?" ask Khumaira in wonder.

Davina immediately removed the mask she was wearing.

"This is it, Umi. This morning Davina felt nauseous after smelling perfume. Because you want to go shopping, you are afraid of nausea in the mall will be embarrassed."

"Are you dizzy? Your face is pale." Umi Khumaira caressed her daughter-in-law's face. Davina shakes.

Not long after Harris came while carrying a crackle. "This is Umi's order."

"Bring it into the kitchen." Harris took her to the kitchen, followed by Davina.

"Sorry Mom, this is the order this morning" Harris said, handing over the bag.

"Eh, son Harris. When's coming?" ask one of his brothers who is cooking.

"Just now, ma'am."

"Owh, this is Harris' wife. Very beautiful yes, pinter you choose a wife." said one mother. The praised Davina simply smiled in embarrassment.

"Harris is what, marriage does not tell you. Suddenly get a call from your Umi to come to the four-monthly thanksgiving event. Very surprised me, but thank God you join the seneng." said the other mothers.

They are Harris's extended family, who only learned that Harris was married and would soon become a father. This makes them happy because soon new members will be present.

After greeting his extended family, Harris and Davina enter Harris's room. The room was the same as the last time they stayed there.

After changing clothes, Harris and Davina lay down on the bed, with Davina in the husband's chest. I don't know why this position is the most comfortable position he likes.

"You must be tired, baby. Want me a massage?" Davina shakes.

Then she pulled the hand of her husband, "Dede baby wants to be treated with his father." Harris smiled and obeyed Davina's wishes.

Shortly thereafter, Davina appears to have lost consciousness. The woman easily fell asleep. Harris confirmed his wife's position. Then he got up, prepared because he was going away for a while.

"Where are you going, Harris?" khumaira asked when she saw the son taking the car keys.

"You'll come out for a second, Umi. There's an appointment with Farhan. Titip Davina, he's resting." the Umi nodded. After saying goodbye, Harris left in his car.

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