Unanimous
BONUS CHAPTER III/RAMADHAN NEW BRIDE
One month of undergoing the household ark, all went normal although there were still very many adjustments. Zayn is again busy with IQ Media, as well as Wiya who is also the leader of Zahira Accounting. Not infrequently they can only meet when both of them are exhausted.
One week later they will welcome the holy month of Ramadan, Zayn plans to invite Wiya to move to their newly completed new home.
That night before going to bed, as usual they always took the time to exchange stories about the activities they did.
"Mas, I'm sorry I've been too busy lately. If you go home more often, I also feel the same mother." Wiya said after wearing night cream on her face.
"I'm sorry, honey! I'm happy with whatever good you're doing." Zayn hugged Wiya while staring at the reflection of the image of his beautiful wife from the mirror of the dressing table. "Mama's no problem either, mama instead told me not to limit you, as long as you don't forget the main obligation as a wife"
"God willing Mas, I want to return to be an assistant in your company so I can continue as before."
"Please enter Ms. Wiya's cover letter through HRD and will be contacted later if she graduates from the administration and is eligible for an interview" said Zayn half-song.
"I want to be your personal secretary." Wiya turned around, braverly facing her husband. Zayn's hand now moved to his wife's waist. Wiya deliberately walked slowly so that Zayn retreated following his steps.
"Hmm, where is there anything like that in my company. Where is Ilma Qawiya the most proffesional and limitless totality?" Ledek Zayn again reminded Wiya how he was while still working as an assistant and finance manager at Omate Food first.
"Let's show you my true proffesionalism." Wiya pushed her husband to his back and spread her hands on the bed.
Zayn was surprised but still let his wife do what she wanted to do that night. One round that was dominated by his wife passed.
***
"Thank you dear." Zayn kissed his wife's cheeks that increasingly looked adorable. Wiya just smiled while adjusting her breathing which was still stingy. Being on top is exhausting.
"Darling, are you asleep?" Zayn asked to see the voiceless Wiya hugging her.
Wiya just shook her head. Zayn stroked his wife's hair gently.
"Our house can already be occupied, this morning I've talked to mama, tomorrow we will move. God willing, we can welcome the fasting month together in our new home"
Wiya let go of her embrace and sat down on the side of the bed. Zayn's sentence had flowed a warm stream of blood all over his body. It sounded so sweet exactly like his dream all along.
Although she is very happy to live in this house, but she has promised to come wherever her husband takes her away. And having a place to live alone will be able to train both of them to be more independent.
It turned out that the move was postponed, because Mama Wulan asked them to stay longer, they finally decided to move next week before one Ramadan. But the necessary items have been moved first.
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The location where they live is quite far from the homes of both parents, but quite close to their respective companies. A two-story dwelling. The outside and interior look of the house is made in accordance with the wishes of Wiya.
They're waiting for an ART dealer to send in a worker who will help them at home. So for a while the homework was completed together.
"Mas, isn't this too big for the two of us?" Wiya observed a spacious living room whose walls were covered in bright yellow wallpaper with a low gray sofa. On the sides of the walls and corners of the room also installed their wedding photos.
"It's not just the two of us who are going to live here, dear," Zayn approached his wife who was busy walking around sweeping her eyes. "This is our home and our children. Today may be just the two of us, but tomorrow's the day after tomorrow it's going to fill up and be very crowded and noisy"
"Aamiin" said Wiya solemnly from within his heart.
"Or don't be here already there's a contents dear." Zayn bends his tongue attaching a dun ear to his wife's flat stomach "Tuk..tuk..tuk, Assalamualaikum, is there anyone inside?" As if knocking on the door.
"What the hell Mas, hahhaa, amused mas ih, is this a bathroom? Pake asked if there was anyone or not. Hahaha" Wiya pulled Zayn's hand to stand up "No one dear, I just finished this period this morning."
"Oh so? What are you waiting for? let's try again, twice more, three more times is fine"
"God, you really always take advantage of every opportunity."
"You have to give me more today, because tomorrow is a fast that we can't do during the day. And that's also one of the goals I'm taking you to move here immediately. Just so you know." Snoots.
"Mas, but this is on the couch?" Wiya's position is pressed in the corner of the chair.
"Everywhere to want, baby"
"His son, it's you who don't want me."
There is no answer, because after that they are both washed away in the game.
That is how the life of the newlyweds seems, the main activity is such things. Work, and other activities they only consider interludes.
***
"Udah Bund?" His shout called out to the wife imitating Vinny's calling style.
"Udah Mas, come on!" Wiya put up the back strap of her face. Adhan isya has just finished. They walked together down the complex street to the mosque.
At the mosque, Wiya met with many people and had a short time after prayer. The atmosphere of welcoming Ramadan is so different from previous years. Suddenly he remembered the happy memories of fasting at his parents' home.
As when they left earlier, they both went home from the mosque on foot. While greeting the surrounding community and seeing small children who passed by the joy of playing fireworks.
Arriving at home, Wiya went straight to the kitchen to cook rice and prepare foodstuffs to be cooked for dawn tomorrow.
Actually after that she wanted to go to sleep because she was very tired, but again her husband did not want to lose one night just like that. Until finally they just fell asleep at twelve in the morning.
***
Wiya's body was crumpled when he opened his eyes, casually he reached for the cellphone on the nightstand next to his bed.
The phone was immediately slammed from his hand when Wiya was surprised to see the clock that was addressed at 4.20, which means the time for them sahur only a few minutes left.
"Mas, Mas, Mas wake up. Look at what time it is, we are bad luck" he said in a panic.
Zayn awoke to hear the voice of his wife. Without saying much, the husband and wife immediately got dressed and went straight to the kitchen, Wiya took instant food in the refrigerator, because it would not be possible if she had to cook first.
Zayn made a sweet tea, Wiya brought a plate with a little run towards the magicom to get rice for her husband.
Almost the plate he held was released to the floor because he saw the expected rice was still in the form of rice inundated in the water.
"Mass......." Said.
"Why baby?"
"Magicomnya, I forgot cetekkin. Huaaaaa" Wiya's tears really came out as she felt like she had failed to prepare the first sahur for her husband.
"It's okay, baby, I made some sweet tea. We use bread, right? Because of the richness of the dawn adhan later the new nanya mateng." Zayn pulled Wiya by the hand to sit next to him, enjoying what was on the table.
"I'm sorry, my mother."
"No problem baby, this is also all because I was too excited last night right? until you're exhausted and bad luck." Tempta Zayn again.
"While we fast at home Mom or Mama deh dh mas kaya."
"Hahahahaha, yes, Kaya is better, baby."
They enjoy the first sahur with a few slices of bread and sweet tea.
"Smile dong Wiy, this is drunk. A cup of sweet tea for my sweety." Zayn was blowing hot tea for his wife.
"Thankyou, My one and only"
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Dear hay-hay, is there anything missing ? Hahah.this is two bonus chapters at once before the release of the whole synopsis of Season II
Reader : Thor, is it intact ? How is there any connection again ? Not a cosnsisten.
Author : Judah is not so. Huaaaaa hix.
Haha. The author again makes an outline for the release of the continuation of their story (Tsaaaah my style). The test of life after marriage will certainly be heavier and full of twists and turns right gaess? So the conflict they will face will certainly be heavier than before. That's how it is about trees.
Do not miss the likes, and spam comments dong nicenya further or hopefully?
Happy fasting everyone. Who this year is satisfied still alone, the author prayed next year already someone is cool and make Sweet Tea. ^_^
Ehhhh don't forget to cover to "OTW Soleha" yaaaaa 😆**
