
This morning I was upset with Fiza. It's as long as my father-in-law died, but he always alluded to the idah period only if I asked for the right as a husband. I'm getting curious, man. She is a real pure girl or abal - abal. That's why I want to prove it immediately.
But I don't know why Fiza always rejects me for various reasons. When did dong si dudung spread? A dull and rusty hunt? With great, my wife managed to refrain from persuading her handsome husband. My dignity as Arjuna spreader charm, able to be silenced by a Fiza Arbani Malik. Upset me?
When I woke up in the morning, Fiza was no longer by my side. As I straightened my body, it was then seen that his figure was fervently praying in his prayer.
I watched my wife finish her prayer. The sight that made this heart instantly feel cool. I still focused on his back, then he looked at me.
"Are you awake, Mom? Fajr prayers, gih!"
I'm still silent. Gather lives first, man. But Fiza's starting to get caught off guard seeing I don't immediately take the water wudlu.
"Shaolat school, Mas. Don't be like a kid ah! Ask to be hit, will you?"
"I'm not a kid, I don't want to be beaten either. If you want to kiss me?" I'm acting spoiled with my wife. Can it be? if I'm spoiled by his wife, the new neighbor is not allowed.
Fiza stood up from her seat, still wearing her face she approached me and....
Cuppas... Fiza kissed my cheek.
"There's a hunt for prayer! I'm going to go to market first to buy chicken. Mamas wants dimasakin rica - rica, right?"
Her gentle speech made me feel like I had more than a kiss on the cheek. But yes, it is. This is progress, because my wife wants to kiss me on the cheek. I'd better go to prayer and pray soon, may my wife give me more than this.
I took a shower and prayed at dawn. Then head to the dining room. I saw Fiza was busy in the kitchen with our housekeeper. While kanjeng mami and kanjeng papi are enjoying a cup of warm tea in the morning.
Fiza came up to me with a cup of bitter coffee. Yep, ever since I got bullied on the first day he worked, my tongue has become immune to drinking bitter coffee.
"Le, mbok kowe menawa mengagahi bojomu ki ojo rough - rough to. Fiza wants to bengi must change kelaran to? How to see so much!"
(Son, if you're messing with your wife, don't be rude? Fiza last night must have been in pain, right? How to scream it out loud!)
Coffee that I was sipping until spurting because - because of mami's speech. I also calmed down by patting my shoulder.
"Yo ra popo to, Mi. awa'e dewe biyen lak yo ngono to?"
(It's okay - what are you, we used to be like that too right?)
"Ohuk... uhuk....."
I immediately choked. While my wife who was in the kitchen arrived - suddenly meet somewhere.
"Mbak Fiza, what's sitting on the floor? It's dirty, Mommy!"
Our family's housekeeper looked hunched over while reprimanding my wife. Apparently he also heard the words kanjeng mami and felt ashamed. His reaction was also not less salting than mine.
I hope that the renovation of the house will be completed soon. Males ah me, if every night mami do patter in front of the door of my room mulu.
"Sugeng Enjang, Papi, Mami, Kangmas Aksa!"
My grandfather who was in a neat uniform immediately joined in the dining room.
Then Yuna stepped into the kitchen and greeted Fiza with our family ART.
"What cooking? Maud. How does it look so good?"
"Rica-rica cook for breakfast and supplies, you want to make provisions too, Dek?"
"I mauuu...!"
Whimper me with a spoiled voice. Basic sister no morals, just envious. If Yuna is spoiled, Fiza always obeys. What, if I'm spoiled? I was always diced.
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Since I got married, I have been driving my own car. I am free from being picked up by Mr. Warno.
"That's mine, right?" I pointed to the box that was placed in the back seat of the car we were riding in.
"Yes, he said he wanted to eat rica - rica?"
After making sure the box was placed safely, I also run the car.
"Are you going to make provisions for me every day?"
Very sweet to my wife. Unfortunately, the only thing I noticed was my stomach, not the bottom of my stomach. Hix...
All day, I was busy staring at Fiza who was struggling with the report file. Didn't expect it, Sob. 3 months ago I still consider him a rival, who I work hard and I omelin, now he has risen to the position of wife.
In the past, every time I fucked Fiza, she would retaliate by turning charming, but ever since Fiza became my wife, she's become calmer. Only his eyes were more expressive. So we use the eye code for the story.
Well if for example Fiza I give a code to be invited to nininananina through the eyes, he understands no? I tried ah.
I looked at Fiza while sending her telepathy, hoping she realized I was staring. And Fiza stopped reading the file. He looked up at me. Is this the bond between husband and wife? Ah. so sweet, huh,?
I and Fiza looked at each other. I tried to send a signal to invite ena - ena with a blink of an eye.
Dip blinking.
Then I waited for his reaction. At first Fiza just stared in wonder, then I blinked once more. If he fails to understand it means I suspect with the name of the bond between the couple's husband and wife, because if at the club night, once I blink a girl, I wink, he will definitely come to me and want to be invited ena-ena.
"Mother why? Does her eyes hurt?"
My wife's innocent questions make me hurt. Oh my goodness..my wife.
"Sir is okay, right?"
"I was just flickering!"
I'm pissed, man. My wife should have understood this code.
My wife stood up and walked closer. I was shocked when his hand reached my face.
"Here let me help you clean your eyes, Father!"
Then Fiza blew - niup my eyes. This unexpected reaction caused a strange sensation in my heart. There is a sense of comfort that I feel with the blowing of his breath into my eyes. His little attention made me instantly feel in love with him.
"Easy?" Fiza's question awakened me from her charm. Gwela.. Just a simple response, you know. But it can melt your heart.
"Eh. i. yes"
I'm the one who salting, man. Fiza smiled sweetly at me before she moved back to her seat.
Duh.... I should have held his hand first and I stole one kiss on his lips. O'on really me, because it has wasted this precious moment.
I was regretting my stupidity, and Fiza's cell phone rang. He grabbed his phone. His eyebrows clutched, then looked at me.
"Sir, can I answer the phone?"
"Call from whom?"
"Mas Lanang."
Fiza's answer made me feel upset. This my friend turned out to be nosy too huh.
"Let me answer!" I asked for Fiza's phone, and again my wife complied by handing her phone to me.
"Assalama....!"
"____________"
I chuckled to hear Lanang panic because he was found to have disturbed people's wives.
"There's in front of me. Now we'll meet 24 hours nonstop!"
"__________"
"Well you want to know, Bro?"
I felt keqi when Lanang asked me how strong the combat rounds were. Boro - boro one round, lha buren only not yet. But I'm proud to admit to a rival.
After the bases were not important, Lanang hung up his phone and I immediately blocked his number from Fiza's cell phone contact
I'm jealous, man!
Tbc