That boy is my husband

CHAPTER 3

In the afternoon Safira disappeared his sense of boredom by placing all his clothes in a walk in closet which turned out to be the room next to the bathroom.

"You got all her clothes on?" Safira mangap see the contents of the cabinets all the cabinets filled with Aslan clothes of various kinds and brands. "My clothes seem like a quarter of his clothes, a lot."

Safira is also amazed by the variety of Aslan accessories ranging from watches, belt ties, shoes and some bags are all very pampering the eyes. "Is he a decollector, he's saving a lot of money,"

After a long time looking around, Safira rushed to clean her clothes in the closet next to Aslan's clothes, which happened to be only a few empty shelves there.

"Done!" "Since this is a very good thing here where alone again, no friends," Safira swung her lips trying to weigh what she had to do to eliminate the taste of the merge.

After a while Safira finally decided to help art just prepare dinner.

But only two steps he came out walk in closet Safira was surprised by the presence of Aslan in front of the door with bare chest only a towel wrapped around her husband's beautiful body. It turned out that the man had just taken a shower.

Sapphira was stunned, of course, Aslan could not handle looking very handsome let alone wet hair plus her nice body shape featuring six torn breads ready.

"What do you see quickly move aside!" Ketus Aslan succeeded in awakening Sapphira.

"Ah yes, sorry!" With a quick step Safira hurriedly came out walking in closet with breath up and down and his heart was pounding very fast.

I think Safira needs asthma medication now. "Oh my God." As a normal woman, of course, Sapphira praised the beauty of her husband's body. "My innocent eyes!"

***

As Safira had intended before, he actually helped the art of preparing dinner, although there was a rejection at the beginning but in his opinion Safira was allowed to cook as well.

Eat dinner tonight rendang, chicken soy sauce, vegetables and some other dinner. As accustomed in the kitchen, Sapphira skillfully cooks even some of the cooking arts amazed by the agility of Sapphira.

"Madam, you're so great, I'm so amazed," said one of the art finally opened his mouth to acknowledge the greatness of Sapphira.

"Auntie can do it," Safira replied with a slight smile.

"Lucky yes, young master Aslan married Madam, already beautiful, kind, smart to cook again,"

"Auntie has Fira so embarrassed," said Safira now his face reddened because it continues to be praised. Inexplicably hearing the art's last praise made Sapphira think of Elin.

Lying if Safira's heart is fine when her future husband runs away on the wedding day. Indeed, this marriage occurs for arranged marriages not on the basis of love but whether this is the way. Why did Elin not reject him in the first place and why he was so considerate and kind to her.

To be honest Sapphira touched her heart with all the treatment of Elin. It is the attitude of the man he wants but unfortunately destiny does not match them.

"Safira, baby. Mama cariin from earlier it turns out you're here, what are you doing?" Tanya Karina suddenly came over to Sapphira.

"You're home, don't you know what Fira knows?" Safira immediately stopped his activities.

"Yes already, Mama also look for you where, including to your room there is only Aslan he does not know where you go, fortunately mama initiative to the kitchen,"

"Hehehe ....."

"You cook, cook what?" Karina's eyes immediately glanced at the food on the stove

"This is Mah, I'm helping Auntie make rendang,"

"Oh yes, wah Mama just know you turned out to be good at cooking baby, not wrong nih mamah choose a ghost, will not starve your child later hehehe ...."

Safira just smiled little "Mommy can, please,"

Karina also helped. He would not forbid or tell Sapphira to cook to let her daughter-in-law do what she wanted.

Dinner was going on, everyone had gathered at the mechanical table was no exception Pak harto. Since Aslan wanted to replace his brother Elin married Safira health harto improved.

Safira, and Karina, both women of different ages, do their duties to serve their husbands and then new to themselves.

"Well, it's delicious not the cake usually," praised Fina as her mouth chewed the rendang.

"Sure dong, you know who's cooking? Guess what?" Karina looks enthusiastic.

"Auntie, definitely a new recipe," Fina guessed immediately excited. Unlike Aslan he just quietly enjoyed the food even though he admitted this dinner is very good like a five-star hotel.

"No, no!" Katina nodded quickly.

"Emm it's delicious, Papa likes it" Harto said.

"You know this is Safira cuisine," said Karina managed to make everyone look at Safira.

Realize that Safira had already lowered her head because of course her face was reddened by being praised. Not spared from Aslan, he took a quick glance at the woman bertastus his wife. There was a fleeting smile etched into the corner of his lips without everyone's knowledge.

"Well, our son-in-law is really great Mah" Harto said.

"Yes, very good."

Safira raised his head and said "May,"

"Well, Mah I want to talk" Aslan said as everyone was ready for dinner.

I felt the two couples calling me. "Hmm say," said Harto.

"Mulia tomorrow, Aslan and Safira, "" Aslan said, because it is no longer possible that he called Sapphira by the name of mbak because now Sapphira was his wife.

"We'll move to the apartment. We want to stay there" Aslan continued.

"Well, why are you here?" Karina asked back.

Safira seemed surprised by Aslan's words but one side he felt happy because honestly he was not too comfortable in a house this big, maybe because he was not used to it.

"Have Mah been okay, they've married newlyweds need time for both, Papa agrees," sahut Harto wanted to give Sapphira and Aslan more time together because no matter how they married on the basis of arranged marriage.

Karina could only give up.

"Well, Fina will learn how to cook?" Ask Fina.

"With time off you can go to your brother's place," Harto said.

"But remember, take care of your wife and fulfill your duties as a husband, you must both learn to be together," continued Harto, Aslan nodded in response.

"When are you moving?" Karina asked.

"Tonight as well" answered Aslan who managed to make everyone surprised Safira was no exception.

"What's? This fast?" Karina felt inexhaustible with the way her son thought this one.

"Yes, because tomorrow Aslan will also leave early for school so tomorrow Aslan does not have much time,"

"But-"

"Let Mah, sooner it's not better for them to spend time with each other getting to know each other more closely" Harto said.

***

At 9.30 finally Safira ready to be lined up to re-prepare the equipment into a suitcase with a face as bad as of course. "If you know that mending I don't need to be sorted out earlier,"

Aslan's clothes were prepared by art. Only Sapphira prepared her clothes. Actually, Karina had asked the manservant to clean his daughter-in-law's clothes, but Safira did not want to, because for her it violated her privacy.

"Heart on the road, baby, often come home here yes," said Karina hugged her daughter-in-law at a glance.

"Yes, Mah, Safira will be here often" said Safira as he stretched his arms.

At 11 less 15 Aslan and Safira arrived at the apartment that Aslan was referring to. The apartment is not too spacious but has two bedrooms and a balcony looking at the city and the living room and as well as a small kitchen.

"That's your room, and this is your room," Aslan said, breaking the silence made Safira realize from her daydreams of being amazed by this luxurious apartment.

"Well, what did you say just now?" Sapphira asked, not really hearing clearly Aslan speaking what just now.

"Ck ..." Aslan chuckled small. "That's your room and this one is mine" Aslan said again this time quite firmly. "And one more thing never enter my room let alone interfere in my personal affairs, we are husband and wife but you do not forget we are married at the insistence. So for personal matters, respectively," continued Aslan.

"Hmm," Safira simply nodded. "Who will interfere in your personal affairs, my personal affairs will suffice" said Safira

"Did you hear me?" Aslan asked because he did not get a satisfactory response.

"Yes yes, I understand," Safira replied a little sniffly.

"Good, and this is take," Aslan took something out of his wallet.

An atm card.

"What's this?" Ask Safira bangtung.

"I guess what you are, you're not stupid enough for this card just don't know,"

"Is, yes I know. What do you mean to give me this card." Safira seemed annoyed by Aslan's words just now.

"I don't want to be said as a husband is not responsible for supporting his wife," Aslan said and dragged his suitcase into the room.

"Iss, you little husband!"

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