The Samawa Till Jannah Season 3

Episode 44

Aksa came home fine, he saw his wife making tea. Who would it be made by? Because he knew at this hour his wife had not slept his eyes, Aksa then approached.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” Whisper so Anin answered him.

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” Anin answered briefly, and Aksa put her briefcase on the dining table and rolled her shirt up to the arm. Showing thin muscle flattened, yes not yes like usually.

In accordance with the expectations, Anin sipped his tea and Aksa took her, unexpectedly Anin widened his eyes, “Heh kok main nyerobot wae this is not fair,” said Anin with a slightly depressed voice, and Aksa just smiled.

His hand is swaying his wife's shoulder, “Fun the husband on a good Friday night, isn't it?” aksa asked so Anin shuddered in horror, he was still upset with earlier and was still lazy to do so.

Cepet bosen continue to sometimes make dry make tired yourself, weh opinion Anin himself yes no one. According to him making sprains just fitting the peak, Anin wants to lay off in the middle of the road but her husband said ‘nggung very, adeknya later cry loh.’

Aksa smiled horribly, he wanted to lift his wife's body but Anin had given her a sharp look, according to Aksa's eyes what not, very anxious because of it. Aksa pulled out Anin's cheek, then kissed Anin's forehead.

“Heh who told you?” his gaze coldly and Aksa smiled clumsyly, he took his wife to his lap now.

***

In the morning Anin was almost confused, yes yesterday the show failed because Anin had promised to take a vacation first. And Anin almost blushed just like that, seeing her piercing gaze Anin made Aksa play solo in the bathroom for up to two hours on her own.

“Mas, wake up!” whispered Anin was right in his ear, because surely if the moves will not wake up as well and get a whirlwind make Aksa goosebumps himself, he then woke up with breath gasping.

“Astagfirullah, who was it?” he said with a deafening voice and Anin covered her ears next door, indeed her screams were outsmarting the little boy. Maybe if not a wife who is patient or likes emotions, she could be hit with rattan and a hard blow to her heart.

“Hm, shower first ... want to work ‘kan?” ask with a tinge.

“Bentar still sleepy,”

Aksa came back together again, because he knew his wife's voice and he was still upset by the terrible voice, indeed, it was imagined that he met a sound that made the auto fail to run and Aksa was his parnoan person.

Anin crossed the chest, “In case of misfortune, don't blame me ya later!” threaten her by pulling Aksa's white legs and throwing her blankets, what?

What is this sight? Aksa just wears a doang glove. Holy hooch!

Anin shook her head, she closed her eyes to not stare at objects that were dangerous to her, and Aksa looked at her with her own eyes.

“You want that why wear doang gloves?”

Anin upset herself for a long time, Aksa just put on her usual facial features.

“Iya males, I yesterday wanted to find clothes but good as gini.” He replied casually without feeling any burden, Anin pulled Aksa's skin and pinched it with an irritated look.

“Well, shower now!” she shouted so Aksa squeaked in shock. He hurriedly got up and what happened was this, the sheath where the sheath was hanging again and sagging, Anin immediately closed the door and exited the room.

“HUH, basic ..”

Anin walked downstairs, took food in the kitchen and made milk for her husband, there was no ration for tea or anything, coffee, nothing in the house, it's just the bodyguards are possible and it's stealth.

Because coffee for Aksa that greatly affects each side, bitter coffee is not sweet. Trying for it would he threaten various means, and it was bound to happen.

***

Aksa who had finished the bath was also, using a white t-shirt and shorts, her hair was still wet and the towel was still attached to her shoulders.

“Where else, well if this day off no papa times ya?” he said by sucking the candy in the jar. Aksa was stepping out and up to the bottom almost he was annoyed because the road used all backwards, because he said he wanted to feel the sensation possible. Aksa just confirmed his walking position, and up to the bottom, he headed to the TV room that was near the kitchen.

Weird ‘kan?

Anin looked bored, always not using the brake when talking. Speaking normally not using all yelling as well, Anin brought milk and Aka welcomed it well, and her own smiles where. The crazy guy's cake!

Aksa also approached, Anin stared intently unexpectedly if what was worn by her husband was a mistake that was considered fatal to her, when her husband's body was exhibited for aunts-maids at home.

Anin clucked, “Ngapain wear all those tee shirts? Wear everything you want mamerin body ‘kan? Huh, quick change!” his orders and Aksa were pushed by Anin.

Weh what's wrong? He was confused and looked at Anin's astonishment.

“What do you want to mamerin the body to whom?” ask nicely Aksa and Anin stared lazy, pretentious no longer ouch, where the stomach plastered clearly with his white clothes it would be nerawang mah.

“Yes you are, tuh thin body so that it is displayed what is not a laughingstock.” Hardiknya so Aksa see his body, hah skinny kerplate like where?

He just felt that it was narcissistic again, handsome MasyaAllah. Make the women who are again cold hot clay by themselves, maybe smiling. Keep telling his wife like this, “Yes no papa, again this hot.” And Anin felt insinuated with the word ‘hot', yes she was jealous of her husband's body and while her body, which again contained even more weight.

“Akh, don't have to be troubled.” He said that Aksa drank the milk made by his wife, and Anin just stared lazily.

He left the tray on the table, and walked away from there.

Anin wanted to go to the kitchen, the food that had been made by him wanted him to eat without permission Aksa, Anin made it. While Aksa is just looking ordinary, he opens his phone, and he wants to watch his latest series.

Yesterday he didn't watch, and today he wants to take another day off. After all, he who has a company but no thought for work, because if the work must be fossilized instead of forgetting all the time for work continues.

“Open meleyot I kek gini,” he smiles himself and Anin who hears, just staring disgustedly. Continuing to eat, Aksa's voice came to the kitchen.

“Heh how does he not work?” said Anin in wonder, and leaving the bowl half-done, she walked up to her husband again.

Aksa stared at a glance, “Kok not ready to work?” What about him is a CEO, company leader and arbitrarily playing holiday, if there is no need papa and the evidence now Aksa just reasoned maybe.

“Males,” says without opening his eyes from mobile.

Anin glances at a glance at the phone, where the pictures are photos of Korean artists again and China, beuh the eyes of her husband is cool he cogkel atu-atu in order not to be too addicted to the name of cute girls.

“Oh so now I'm not beautiful?” anin asked suddenly and she folded her hands on her chest. Aksa put down his phone and had not had time to turn off, instead Anin took it.

Beh, ketar-ketir himself. Anin frowned, she turned off her phone and pulled her husband's hair violently, “If you want to ask for a cute wife, you should not have married me, same marriage is a person.” Cynic with words peppered by hot air.

“Lah ‘kan doang eye wash, emang can not?”

“Ndiasmu, wash your eyes with his legal wife. But if so, it's not legal.” His words are not friendly, from the look of his face cool to make Aksa dough and placed in the mole so that all muters.

“Yes already,” Anin sighed deeply. Staring intently at her husband, she immediately rushed into the room, her mood shattered instantly today.

“Why, njir?” ask in the heart and swallow hard spit, ready for one month not given rations.

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