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Miras,
[kakaaak... Where are you? why don't you pick up my phone? That's how much my sister hates me]
Sorry, Mira. That's not it, deck!
[plis go home brother! I don't want us to keep doing this! Hik hik... Go home kaaak]
Good Mira, brother's home. Don't cry anymore! Brother's coming home now! Assalamualaik....
Rahman hung up on Mira's call. He took a short breath realizing his mistake.
The real weight he did this. But earlier he was also filled with anger because of the actions of Mira who humiliated him as a husband. Without his permission he goes to meet Ella, then asks her very sensitive things in Ella's life. Although Mira is not too wrong because Mira does not know, but Rahman was dragged to be embarrassed in the eyes of Ella and Ramzy, labeled as a husband who is not good at educating wives.
"Assynnya!"
Rahman opened the door to his house. Unlocked even though it looks lonely.
"Yetoo!" Mira came out of her room. Hugged her husband's body.
"Sorry brother, Mira!"
"Huhuu.... Where did my brother go? Why is Mira's phone not answered? Hik hik hik!"
Rahman took Mira. Hugged him while walking and sat on the sofa. Kissing his wife's forehead to ease her crying.
"Udah, no.... Don't cry, which! Shame to see Ahmad! Huh!" The shoulder and shoulder of Mira. Trying to calm Mira down is now her job.
"That's not why ish! If we make a fuss again, don't go! It should be Mira's older brother, calm down Mira. instead of going!"
"Hahaha.. Oh dear Mira! Time' if both the heat must be still in place, the stove will muffle dong later!"
"Iiiih! Hik hik hik!"
"Not kidding, bitch! It's real! If one is hot, one must be cold. Well if both are hot, one has to step aside first! Not a coward to run away, is it! Precisely avoid dark eyes so blindly, can KDRT tip."
"Oh my God, don't!"
"Meat it....! Brother has to go first let it not explode because it was also hot. Mira is hotter too! Yeah, it's fucked up if we stick with each other's egos!"
Mira hugged her husband with a happy feeling. Take off all the burdens that had struck him. Hope that no other woman will be in Rahman's heart to replace her.
Rahman stroked Mira's head. She actually loves Mira. Even now sincere from the heart. There's nothing else. Mira is just one.
"Sister hungry? Have you eaten yet?"
"Not eaten all day! Hiks has a wife either keep going!"
"Hahaha yes, I actually want to anger you Mira! But you're more angry with me. Hahaha.. I'm so susis, husband is afraid of wife!"
"Hahaha...where is there a scared husband wife coffee glass drifting?"
"But don't know Mira, there are my office friends.The platters can fly all!"
"Hahahaha..tomorrow shopping again buy plates both! Ish, I can't do it!!!"
"Hahaha. yes, baby, yes! Make fried rice dong! Really this hungry! Before a serious conversation stomach first. Let's have some energy to throw the closet! Hahaha... ouch, uh, nyubit-nyubit waist!"
"Sister, is this Mira a fierce wife?" suddenly Mira asks which makes Rahman smile.
"In Mira's own opinion, how?"
"Mira khan asked kakaaak's opinion! Yes...!!!"
"Haha... Tuh khan, you can see the answer!"
The fragrant aroma of fried rice cooking made by Mira made Rahman embrace his wife's body from behind.
"You know, you can always please your sister, Mira! This... The smell of fried rice makes you happy!" goda Rahman made his wife scowl filled with thoughts that are actually not important.
"So it's just Mira's cooking that makes you happy? That so?"
"Tuh khan, misunderstand again, misunderstand again! Malesin! Ah, I ran away again ah!"
"Yetoooo!!!"
"Haha.... But bo'ong!! Isiin dong who, are you ripe yet?"
"Geez, my husband's love is starving, right? I'm sorry, brother, I've been a little difficult to manage lately, huh? Hehehe.. I'm sorry, I'm sorry brother!"
"Yes, somehow yes.my wife is now more angry when our marriage is only 3 months less miss! Miss better just replace me as my wife huh, because my wife is fierce and grumpy!"
"Hahaha!"
That night, at 10pm they joked in their kitchen. Almost forgot that they had a big fight this afternoon. Even the glass had floated and Rahman had stopped.
That is, the romance of the household. Sometimes bitter is sweet. Sometimes bad luck is legit. Often noisily not infrequently soft.
Hhh.... Rahman only looks at his wife how much he loves Mira even though sometimes Mira is also annoying.
The two had dinner with a plate of fried rice eaten together. Feed each other, forget about the problem. Even Rahman forgot at first his intention to have a serious chat with Mira.
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