Trapped by Young Mamah Charm

58. Courting.

Aida went into the room. He sat on the side of the bed and put a walkie talkie on the nightstand. Firas who was watching television turned to Aida.

“Maira is asleep?” ask Firas.

“Already,” Aida replied.

Aida and Firas used Maira to sleep in a separate room, so that Maira could sleep soundly without being disturbed by the activities of her parents.

Aida threw herself in bed.

“Kang,” call Aida.

“Hmm,” Firas replied but his gaze focused on the news show on television.

“Do Aida have to go to college?” ask Aida.

Firas turned to Aida.

“Why?” ask Firas.

“Sign up, Kang. Aida felt, Aida does not need to go to college anymore. Aida wants to spend time at home with her children. Aida does not want to miss the growth period of children. As before when Maira was a baby, Aida could always see the development of Maira step by step,” replied Aida.

“Yes, it's okay. As long as you feel comfortable,” Firas said.

Firas rubbed Aida's head.

“But Akang must be embarrassed to have a wife just graduated SMA,” said Aida.

“Why should I be ashamed? People are jealous of your husband. I have a young, beautiful and smart wife. Besides, if you were stupid, Maira wouldn't have grown up to be the smart and healthy kid she is today,” Firas said.

“Sign up, Kang. Aida doesn't care,” said Aida.

“That's just your feeling. Don't think about it anymore,” Firas said.

Aida is silent and Firas is focusing again on the television show.

“Kang,” call Aida.

“Hmm,” Firas replied while squeezing the television remote.

“Saturday ahead we stay at our little house, yuk,” said Aida.

“You mean our house on the road Muhidin?” ask Firas.

“Iya. No need to ride a car, ride aja motorbike,” said Aida.

Firas thought for a moment.

“Bby,” replied Firas.

“Asyikkkk. Thank you, Kang,” Aida said happily.

He immediately kissed Firas' cheeks right and left many times.

“Iihh you kiss your cheeks, so get up. Must be responsible!” firas.

“Kan again fasting,” said Aida.

“Ndon't want to know. Must be responsible!” exclaim Firas.

Firas shut off the television.

“Iya, huh. Have you prayed yet?” ask Aida.

“Already,” replied Firas.

Firas hugs his wife and the story behind the blanket begins.

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As planned this Saturday Firas and Aida will be staying at their small house. But unfortunately Maira can not come because Maira is staying at Ricky's house. Firas and Aida ride the bike together. They look like lovers dating.

This kind of moment that Aida had dreamed of for a long time. Riding a motorcycle with her boyfriend. Aida hugged Firas' waist tightly from behind and leaned her head on her husband's back. They really enjoyed their trip to their home. During her marriage to Firas Aida, she had never been on a motorcycle like this. They always use cars everywhere. They finally reached their home.

“Assalamualaikum,” said Aida when entering the house.

The house looked a little dusty because it had long been abandoned by Aida. Aida opened the door to her room. He kept his bag on the table. Then he came out of his room. Firas is lying on the guest chair.

“Akang want lunch with what?” ask Aida.

“Serah, anything. Don't cook, order online. We're here for the holidays,” said Firas.

Suddenly someone said hello.

“Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Firas then opened the door.

Mother Ida was standing in front of the gate holding a plate.

“Eh, Mom,” Firas open the turnstile.

“Your mothers come later in the afternoon,” said Ibu Ida.

“Not so, Mom. Because Maira's not coming, ma'am. He stayed at his father's house,” Firas replied.

“Log in, Mom,” Invite Firas.

Mother Ida went into the house. Put the cake on the dining table.

“Da, this is Ibu Ida,” Firas said.

Aida who was in the bathroom directly came out of the bathroom and approached Mother Ida. Aida kisses Ida's mother's hand.

“How are you doing now?” ask Mother Ida.

“Alhamdullilah healthy, Mom,” replied Aida.

“You've filled in yet?” ask Mother Ida.

“Numbered, Mom. Maybe not yet given,” replied Aida.

“You've eaten, not yet?” ask Mother Ida.

“Not yet,” Aida replied.

“Let's bring food. Now I want to cook first,” said Ibu Ida.

“Eh no need, Mom,” reject Aida.

“Already Ibu masakin, soon to mature,” said Ibu Aida.

“So I made a cake for Maira. But Maynya not come,” said Ibu Ida.

“Iya, Mom. Maira stays at her father's house. Be close to his grandfather's grandmother,” replied Aida.

“Thank you for the cake,” said Aida.

“Sama-sama. Already, I want to cook again,” said Ibu Ida.

Ida's mother came out of Aida's house.

“Assalamualaikum,” says Ibu Ida.

“Waalaikumsalam,” Aida replied.

Aida closed the gate back to her house. Then get inside the house. Firas was sitting on the dining chair while cutting out Mother Ida's cake. Aida sat next to her husband.

“It looks like the cake is delicious, Da,” Firas said while cutting the cake.

“Tasty snack. That's Maira's favorite cake,” Aida said.

“Sini Aida cut the cake,” says Aida.

Firas gives Aida a knife. Aida cut the cakes one by one until they were cut all.

“Already, Kang,” said Aida.

“Firas took one piece of cake and ate it.

“Hmm. It's delicious, Da. Maira likes it,” praise Firas.

“Nih. Want to try, no?” Firas cut the cake and was about to be fed to Aida's mouth. Aida opened her mouth. Firas feeds a piece of cake into Aida's mouth. Firas ate the cake while feeding his wife. They really enjoyed their courtship.

Soon, a voice of people said their greetings.

“Assalamualaikum.”

Aida got up from her seat and opened the door.

“Waalaikumsalam,” reply Aida.

Mother Ida and Mr. Aan were standing in front of Aida's house. Mother Ida brought two dishes containing side dishes and Pak Aan brought a place of rice.

“Bu Sir, why bother?” Aida quickly opened the gate.

“This is for your lunch,” said Ms Ida.

“Thank you, Mom,” said Aida.

Aida took the plate that was in Mother Ida's hand.

“Akang, please help!” exclaiming Aida.

Quickly Firas out of the house. Mr. Aan gave Firas a place of rice.

“Already, yes. We go home first. Enjoy,” said Ibu Ida.

Mother Ida and Mr. Aan returned to their home. Aida and Firas enter the house.

“We so repot Mother Ida and Mr. Aan,” said Aida while putting a plate on the table.

“They behave like that because they think of you like their own child,” Firas said.

It is true, said Firas, they were the first to help Aida when Aida moved into the house. And they also convinced the surrounding residents, that Aida is a good woman. Aida sighed, remembering her past. Suddenly there was the sound of Adhan dzuhur.

“Kang, we pray first just eat,” said Aida.

“Ayo,” Firas replied.

Aida and Firas took turns taking ablution and then they prayed dzuhur together.

The next night after Aida and Firas had a heated struggle, Aida slept with her husband's right arm. While Firas sleeps on his back while rubbing Aida's hair with his right hand. The two of them were both not wearing clothes, their bodies were only covered in blankets.

“Kang,” whispered Aida.

“Hmm,” Firas replied.

“What if Aida cannot get pregnant?” tanya Ada's.

Firas looked at his wife.

“Why do you think like that?” ask Firas.

“We have been married for a month, but Aida is not yet pregnant,” replied Aida.

“You don't have to worry, we just enjoy our courtship,” said Firas then kissed his forehead.

“It's late at night, we sleep yuk,” Firas hugs Aida. Aida slept in her husband's arms.

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Deche wants to ask. Ricky's story mingled in this novel mixed? Or is it session 2? Or a new novel?

Vivin's story will make Deche into a new novel.

Deche wait for his comment no later than tonight. Those who do not comment are prohibited from protesting! Who protested at the fine.