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Enghh, in my sleep, I felt something heavy fall on my stomach, did I fall down a tree?

I grabbed it, eh how muscular? Whatisthis? Does the tree have muscles now?

Wait-wait, deg.

"Let's!" Mom, it's a human hand.

My eyes glared perfectly, next to me was a man sleeping while making me roll. Was I raped? Nah! Mama! The father! Your son is no longer a virgin, hiks .. hiks .... But why doesn't 'it' hurt? I read the novel, he said it hurt.

Instead of guessing, I opened the blanket that covered my bohihi body, hihihi. Em. I still wear clothes, pants too. Who is this guy beside me? While busy with my prejudice, the man beside me squirms and moans softly. I think he's distracted, just like me.

"Engh."

I saw him rubbing his eyes, his face after waking up was so tempting. Big nose, sexy lips-uu, crest-awuwu, slurp! Mak's soul mantra!

"I'm a good-looking guy, look at him normally." Uh, she knows that I'm staring at her again. How do you know anyway? He still brushes.

Cup. "Morning, wife." A wait-wife?

Astaghfirullahaladzim, how did you forget? I just got married yesterday. Oh Allah, I was surprised.

"Ehm, pa-morning." So, how do you get nervous anyway?

Understandably yes gaes, all this time I never-more precisely can not be the same Mom and Dad, let alone the duo of Masku for dating.

"Come, pray first dawn. It's five o'clock."

Is it dawn yet? Kirain can still make tahajud.

I swooped and turned into a sitting position, "em A-bang first to the bathroom. Later change."

Bang Syarif smiled slightly, "don't want to be with you?" Wake up from his sleeping position.

I shook my head firmly, it was good to be together. "No, I want ready equipment-eh is there mukena koko here?" I just remembered, this is at the hotel.

"Some, it's in the closet ready." Point it at the two-door closet next to the bed.

Bang Syarif has entered the bathroom, I got out of bed to prepare our prayer equipment.

White cocoa clothes with matching gloves folded neatly in the closet, next to it there is also a white mukena also with two heart-red prayer mats. Is this really special for us? I don't know, I'll arrange it on the floor immediately.

Chequek!

The sound of the door opening made me turn to the source of the voice, Bang Syarif had come out with a wet face of ablution. Awwu, go see this my brother.

"Udah Dik, sana cepet wudhu. The dhuha prayer hunt later." Tell him when he's at the bedside.

I walked towards the bathroom regardless, not anything. Was I not listening wrong? Bang Syarif call me Dik? Amboy, is this the partner of my brother's call. Ice, I'm so ashamed of myself. Quickly I finish my wish in the bathroom, so that Bang Syarif is not too long waiting for me.

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"When are we going home?" I asked Bang Syarif on the sidelines of our lunch. We chose a restaurant with an Indonesian menu, afraid to be disappointed like this morning. Because I have never tried Japanese food I delivered sushi jumbo, which in fact does not fit my taste. Understand, ndeso tongue, hihi. All day, we-me and Bang Syarif just spent time at the hotel-just sleeping yes, don't think that's-iya haha and there's no sign of going back home.

Bang Syarif swallowed the chew, "later in the afternoon, we go to Mama's house with Papa first huh? Tomorrow new to the house of the same father I take the goods." The plan is indeed we will immediately live in a house that has been prepared by Bang Syarif when he was married.

I was silent for a moment to refuse it feels like I still want to be at Mother's house, but ah right should be a wife obedient to the husband. "okay, Bang. But before going back to the super market first yes, buy souvenirs for Mama Sama Papa."

"Haha, why bring souvenirs. Deket also this, most also want to buy fruit." I grumbled at his guess. Ih, let's look at my dear daughter-in-law.

"Ish, time there brings nothing. You know if you want to go to Mbah's house bring souvenirs." My protest, remembering the Father and Mother when they want to visit the house of Mbah.

Bang Syarif rubbed my head covered in a soft hijab, "is Mbah far away, dear. But if you want to take it, no papa. We're shopping." My husband is losing, hehe.

I smiled widely, and immediately hugged her. "Thank you Bang." Hem, no awkward making long story, hihi. What is certain is that my husband is now a dream anyway.

"Your lips why Dek?" Bang Syarif asked with a look towards my lips.

"Shortly," he said as he ducked a clearer look towards my lips.

Cup. "Soor."

Athaghfirullah, what was. Bang Syarif kissed my lips in public. Oh no!

Plaque! I beat Bang Syarif's thigh, "Abang um, ashamed to know." My protest was embarrassed to interfere.

"Hehe, dessert." His grin was without sin.

Look out, I'm bales anyway.

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Mama's favorite apple there, Papa's favorite egg martabak there. Bread is there, milk is there, sugar is there-eh kok effect kayak want to look at sick people anyway.

But yes, how else. The distance between the hotel where we stayed with the house-in-law only takes about an hour if smooth.

"Assalamualaikum," our greetings together when we were in front of my in-laws' big house. Along the way our memories always join hands. Ah, at first I was ogah-ogah, hehe selling expensive little.

Lha wong actually I want to marry young from a long time ago, graduating high school. But it can be the same Mom and Dad.

Chequek! "Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Oh, my God, my mother-in-law has come." Mama Andin hugged me tightly.

"Ma, don't be more. I never saw you." Sewot Bang Syarif who was unknowingly cuekin by Mama.

Mama took off her arms and glared ferociously, "lebay did you say? Mama Simpen Mama's daughter-in-law and can't meet you just know how you feel." Reply Mama, this middle-aged woman still looks young. His welcome attitude made me quickly familiar and loved him like Mom.

"Yes, don't be Ma, Dinda my wife."

I just smiled a little at their discussion.

"We enter here, we are living in an invisible being itself." Invite Mama by flanking my right arm and leaving Bang Syarif alone.

What a nickname we have is Ma, an invisible creature. Oh, my father-in-law is the same as the ghost, hihi.

"Where is Ma?" I asked Mama when all the way down the big house Mama, I did not see the figure of Papa Hermawan, my Father-in-law.

"Papa again had an impromptu meeting earlier. You sit here first, Mama wants to make a drink." Mama told me to sit in the family room with various family picture frames.

I immediately rejected Mama's proposal, "uh don't bother Ma. I stopped by on the street to buy a drink. It's a gift from Dinda." I held out a shopping bag filled with souvenirs for Mama and Papa.

"Eh, I even bother." Mama's first response was surprise and then Mama smiled.

"No bother with me."

"Thank you, beautiful mother-in-law. If so you can rest in the room, take a shower, continue to come down to dinner together." Mama Said.

I'm really good, "yes Ma. Where's the room?" I sweep around the room, Kok Bang Syarif has not looked over. What really licked it.

"On the second floor, right wing. The door is black, it's Sharif's room."

"Thank you Ma, I'll go to the room first." I resigned from Mama to Bang Syarif's room.

The house was large as well, naturally the family gaes sultan, hihi.

On the right, black. Aha it was him, could fall for a while before the Maghrib.

Chequek!

"That's it, the husband in living alone outside." Uh, suddenly Bang Sharif has appeared behind me.

Like a demon, it suddenly appeared.

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