TerLove (Love After Wedding)

The ridiculous cantika

Tomorrow afternoon a ceremony was held for the return of Anas, which was held at Pak Permana's house. The simple event was only attended by relatives and neighbors and friends. There are also children who do not have parents, who are deliberately invited to be given compensation.

After the event, Anas and Cantika with their children glided to the village, escorted by a driver. Mr. Permana and Ms. Sofi also Riri joined.

The neighbors and residents welcomed them. Everyone was happy because the kind-hearted man was still alive.

"Thank God, we are so grateful that you are alive, Nas."

"Mas Anas, I miss your yellow rice."

"I was happy when I heard that you were alive."

These are some of the words spoken by the neighbors.

"Thank you very much for your attention." Anas said with a smile.

Everyone who came was given a parcel as an expression of family gratitude.

"Thank you, Nas. May you and your family always be given health and blessings." Said one of the middle-aged women.

"Aami... Ma'am, I'm also going for Grandpa Arif and Bu Surti. Sorry trouble..." Anas offered two more parcels that were immediately received by the mother.

"It's okay, thank you."

Everyone has returned to their homes. The family is eating together now.

"Mas, let's face it. You eat first." Pinta Cantika to her husband who is holding the child.

"You eat first, but Afkar is a henchman."

Riri got up from her seat and walked over to sister-in-law. "Mas, Afkar is just like me."

"Don't you have to eat!"

"I'm eating males, not yet laper. Here Mas, I want to miss the same Afkar before going home."

"Oh, yes, I have. Sorry for the trouble, thanks Aunt...."

Anas sat down next to his wife after giving her the child.

"This cute baby, we play on the porch yuk...!" Riri went from there.

Ten minutes later, the meal was over. Anas and Mr. Permana cleaned up their food containers. Bu Sofi and Cantika chatted casually.

"Kalo Mas Anas is not strange, he likes to clean up. It's Papi." Cantika whispered to mom.

"Not knowing, ashamed of her diligent daughter-in-law." Bu Sofi chimed in.

"Awas Mah, don't-don't Papi mode. Just be ready later Papi will be hooked at home hahaha...."

"Hus... What are you? My parents are no longer that." Kill Bu Sofi with a blush.

"Ahhh, time?" Cantika was still giggling to attract the attention of the two men who were there.

"Why are you laughing?" ask Mr. Permana who was sweeping the floor at that time.

"No, Mas. Just laugh, Mama doesn't." Sofi smiled a little.

"Bapi, tumben. There must be a desire for Mama Sofi. Haha... The elders are still naughty!" Cantika laughed even louder.

Mr. Permana just cuek. It's up to the women to think. What is clear is that he is only happy to see the familiarity of his daughter and wife.

And Anas just messes himself while washing dishes. Not a single comment. But in his heart he was happy to see the good relationship between Cantika and Bu Sofi.

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Mr. Permana and his wife and son just returned home. Anas tidied up the things they brought. Cantika is changing her baby diaper.

"Honey, you can take care of Afkar without the help of a baby sitter?"

"Yes, I want to study independently. I can do it, Mom."

"That's the point. It is possible if you want to hire a nanny, if we really are in need. But if for example still able, mending handle alone. It is not a matter of cost, but we do have to learn to take care of children. That way we'll learn a lot of valuable lessons." Start lecture.

Cantika listened carefully while nursing her child. Anas continued talking as his hands moved to put the baby clothes in the closet.

"We can tell how our mother struggled. Tired, sick even dizzy a mother when taking care of her baby. In addition, our chemistry and the child will be more strongly intertwined if we focus on nurturing it without the intervention of caregivers. There are also many rewards that we will get and our sins Inshaa Allah will be forgiven if sincerely take care of the child. That's the privilege of being a woman."

If the lecture was delivered by Anas when Cantika was still like before, surely at this time the woman would be careless.

"Cantika, there is no pain in vain. Let alone the pain of giving birth, just pierced by thorns Inshaa God can take away our sins if we are sincere and always remember Him."

"Yes, Mr. Ustadz...." But still for a long time he was dizzy if he continued to be lectured at length.

"I'm not ustadz, I'm your husband." Anas Grin.

"I've heard you say it so well on our first night."

Anas Mesem remembered the incident. At that time Cantika was drunk and wanted to escape from the hotel room where they were staying. Anas prevented and lectured him. That's when Cantika was angry not to be arranged and advised.

"You also said I'm an ustadz for liking lectures." Anas is now sitting next to his wife.

Cantika looked at him fixedly. "You know, when you said you were my husband, it felt weird. I don't know why there was something in my heart that day."

"Times?"

"He-em, that's weird. But I'm happy because you're always gentle and considerate even though I'm jutek and nyebelin. That's what makes me love you, Mom."

"I love everything in you, even if it's judes or lashes out. What I don't like is when you're with another man."

"I'm the same, you're the same as Mira's stress." But now the woman has her lips.

"Husss, it can't be. Do not insult others. He's human too."

"Why believe him? The guy's not here."

"Our mouth should be guarded. Moreover, you are beautiful, your tongue must also be sweet."

"Hemmm.." growling.

Anas smiled at his adorable wife. His hand rubbed the cheek of temhem dede Afkar. "Son, look at Mother sulking! But still beautiful huh, make Daddy gemess..."

Quietly the heart of Cantika flowered because it got praise. But his facial expression hasn't changed, yesss prestige.

Ting... Nong... The bell rang. Yep, now the guests do not need to knock on the door many times. Mr. Permana who prepared everything before his son-in-law decided to return to the house.

"Darling, I'll see who's coming." Anas kissed his wife's forehead and moved from there.

Krett..the door opens and shows two different-aged women.

"Assalamualaik." Say them simultaneously.

"Vaalaikumussalam. Let's get in!" Take Anas. He smiled but clearly showed a confused expression. At first glance, he looked up because he felt bad.

The two women complied, though timidly.

"Please." Anas kept a tray filled with drinks and a little snack. He sat down facing the guests.

"What's up?" asked the white-hooded girl while looking down.

"Alhamdulillah, fine. You how are you? When's home?"

"I'm good, Mas. I've been here a week."

"Nas, we came here after hearing from the neighbors. We're so happy because you're alive." Saying an older woman.

"Yes, Mas. I am very sad to hear about the passing of Mas Anas. I don't feel like I can believe it. And thank God, it turns out my feelings are right. Mas Anas is alive. I'm so happy."

"Thank you Mira, Mom. This is all fate. I'm grateful to be given the opportunity to be with my wife and children."

"Oh, where are they now?" ask Mira.

"In the upper room."

"What business are you here for?" suddenly Cantika appeared and immediately sat down next to Anas. His gaze is so pointed.

Anas exhaled his breath heavily. He hoped that there would be no war.

"How are you?" greet Mira.

"Son, long time no see." Mother chimed in.

"Good." The answer was short, full of shock.

"Cantika, I haven't had time to apologize for the incident at that time. I'm completely unconscious and out of control." Mira lowered her head.

Without even mentioning everyone knows the problem. It happened about a year ago where Mira was like a crazy person, hugging Anas while crying. That will never be forgotten by everyone.

"Why talk about things that are stale? The problem is partly gone. Do you want to make a season 2 scandal?" Cantika looked at him sharply.

Anas rubbed his wife's hand to make her calmer. But the woman was not affected at all.

"Son, we just want to apologize so that our hearts are calm without guilt."

"Cantika, Mas Anas. My family apologizes for the unfortunate incident. Although it's been a long time, but we hope it's not too late to apologize." Mira looks so sad.

"We've forgiven and forgotten everything." Anas smiled.

Cantika glared at her husband. It is good to forgive and forget. You friendly pretentious husband.

"Thank God, thank you son. We know that you have such a big heart. If this is the case, we can also be relieved."

"Thank you so much for your greatness. Actually, we're here to give you this too." Mira put a card on the table.

Cantika immediately grabbed him. His eyes moved left to right quickly. Read and understand the writing. A moment later his lips were wide.

"Mira, so you're getting married next week?" asked Cantika so enthusiastically.

"Yes, I hope you can attend." Mira smiles.

Anas was delighted and relieved that the war he feared was guaranteed not to happen.

"Thank God, may all be well." Anas.

"Aami.... Thank you for that." Mira and her mother spoke almost simultaneously.

"Aamiin O Allah, send it all out. Make the household of Mira and her husband someday, always happy and sadinah, mawadah, warohmah. AAMII......" It is the loudest cantika and the spirit of prayer, above all that it has to wish. It looks weird and exaggerated.

Cantika laughed out triumphantly and with satisfaction in her heart. He thought Mira was at home to interrupt him, but it was wrong. He was very relieved and happy because the pelakor seedling had been confirmed destroyed. If Mira is happy with her husband later, surely she will not disturb Mas Anas. Haha....

"I'm sorry if we've interfered, we're saying goodbye now." Said Mira's mother.

"Ahhh, no." Cantika.

"Assynolt....." Mira said hello and passed by with her mother.

"Mosur." Answer Anas.

"Vaalaikumussalam.... Good luck and happiness always....." Let me not disturb my happiness...!

Cantika waved her hand with a smile even though the guests had already disappeared.

"At last the girl was married too. Thank goodness......" Cantika spread her hand.

Anas chuckled, "You're like a child. Initially sok jutek but pas knows Mira will get married, you immediately sumringah. Still jealous, huh?!" He held his wife's chin.

"Well, time is not jealous. People obviously like that girl like you. Bego if I just pretend I don't know."

"But I think your expression is exaggerated. Sometimes gemesin, funny if again kayak nambek earlier. But I'm actually afraid your emotions are out of control. I don't like a commotion."

"That's the name of anticipation, lest any actor enter into our happy lives."

"We're going to the room!" Get Anas to stop his wife from babbling. Long-time dizzy also saw Cantika like that.

Cantika mesem shy. Anas immediately raised his body towards the room. The man put his wife on the bed carefully and then lay down.

Anas closed his eyes while hugging Cantika. "We're going to sleep a little. I think I cape once."

Whats? I thought I was going to that room, playing in wars. I know bobo. Ihhh, so why do I sokan gendong here? Romantic atmosphere, yes I must think of it so. Basic husband PHP.

Hadeuhhhh, Mas Anas. Cantika be bete tuhh. Her lips were a few centimeters long. But apparently the man was really exhausted. He is currently sleeping in a dream.

Cantika chose to sit down. Her fists floated in the air as if they were hitting her husband. My gedeg, he's even cold-cold like nothing wrong. Look, he's even good at bobo. Sebel.....

Cantika inhaled a lot of oxygen so that the heat in his chest could be lost. He rubbed his face rough.

"Geez, why am I this angry? I'm not crazy, am I?!"

The woman rubbed her husband's hair. The corner of his lips was wide. Anas' calm face weakens his ego.

"Pity is also Mas Anas if I mengambek unclear. Sorry, Mas. I love you so much....."

The cup! A short but warm kiss stuck to the slick man's forehead. And finally Cantika again lay down next to her husband. Not long after, his eyes closed. But only ten minutes later, there was the sound of crying from Afkar.

"Geez, it's good to sleep too. Aye, sweetie.... Mother's coming...."

Cantika rubbed her slightly red eyes. He got out of bed and took his son. Afkar was reimbursed while given ASI.

Although tired but Cantika was very happy. The presence of the child complements his happiness. Whether we realize it or not, when we have children there must be a beautiful feeling in the heart that makes us feel happy and excited. Until the feeling of fatigue can be gone.

A passion for all the mothers in this world.

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