2 Flower Stalks
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Han tailed behind Insha, he still giggled softly remembering the words of his wife earlier.

did he never go here at all.seen from any side his behavior looks adorable like this anyway.how I did not fall for him more..

"it looks good on you.the color is also good"

pointing clothes with light blue color that is in the hands of his wife, who is seen watching the clothes from top to bottom.

"emm.don't this one mas"

glancing at Hanafi at a glance, it is undeniable that Insha looks to cover his awkwardness by holding his own hand which had been soaked by sweat.

"why.."

"It's okay I just don't like it.."

the clothes here are expensive..

Insha was seen sorting through the clothes hanging on various sides of the store.But none of which he took, several times he was caught looking at the price on the paper printed on the end of the shirt.

"There's a lot of clothes that you've seen but none of them you take.wouldn't like the model clothes in this store.Then we just look for another store.."

facing Insha who was walking and staring fixedly at her face.

"emm.no mas I like it but.." looked at Hanafi at a glance and then sorted out the clothes again.

"But what.."

what other innocence will you show me..

"The clothes are too expensive for me.."

really I'd love to pinch your red blushing cheeks...

"Insha.Buy everything you like.even one store I'll buy if you like it.."

smiling sweetly both hands Hanafi wanted to hold softly both hands Insha but in her undo, she recalled her promise last night.

"From now on promise me.Never question money again.you my wife.all my wealth is yours.."

Insha was still pensively staring at han, and digest well said her husband.In his mind there is still a big question mark like what kind of wealth her husband really.But since he knew Han and began to put his heart on her he never once asked what kind of han lived his life.Yang Insha knew only a handsome han and said polite words had managed to seize his heart.

Their eyes clashed against each other still created a smile of sincerity on Hanafi's handsome face.

what destiny has brought me to be the wife of such a perfect man as you..Insha

Insha is at war with her own mind, she is stunned and admires han's good looks up close.His tall stout body, radiant white skin, and, any woman will fall in love when she looks at him.His heart thumped as the scent of Hanafi's body burst into her sense of smell.Make it realize he had pegged a few seconds in front of Hanafi.

"Insha's...Insha.see your saliva dripping"

waving her hands in front of Insha and also pointing towards the tip of her lips.

"emm.eeh "as fast as lightning rubbed the tip of his lips just as Hanafi pointed.

"mas han hell...."

realizing that there was not a drop of water coming out of there, Insha was made even more wrong because he had been staring at Hanafi long enough.

Insha walked quickly past the Hanafi in front of her and as fast as lightning was lost in the ingestion of the many clothes in the store lined up.

hanafi's smile expands satisfied he is happy because he has pranked his wife.

going where he tried, he was afraid to get lost, hahaha.His blushing face I could not stop laughing at his funny behavior..

it had gone far enough insha did not realize himself separated from Hanafi.He turned in various directions not found her husband's nose.

eeh what I did.Where mas hanafi,how stupid I was.Why I left it.I turned where it was..

While Hanafi was already on the 2nd floor crossing his hands in front of the chest of his field, was engrossed in seeing his wife who was confused looking for his existence.See Insha was looking in all directions looking for him.

"are you looking for me.." Hanafi shouted at his wife who was now right under him.

Looking for the source of the voice, he looked up at Hanafi was relaxing upstairs looking and smiling broadly at him, like a child who had found a favorite candy,insha's eyes sparkled to find the Hanafi he was looking for right above him.

did mas han was there from earlier.aaah.why did he see me was confused earlier..

Insha tried to cover up her embarrassment by smiling

"Of course not, I'm picking out a dress that's pretty good apparently.."

convince by pointing towards the row of purple colored clothes.

"Where are the clothes you chose.."

smart girl you're trying to cover up your embarrassment apparently..

"emmm I think I'd like to choose another color, purple is not suitable for me.."

already put on an adorable face that made Hanafi laugh again and again.

"Well.baiklaah.I'll ask someone to help you pick a dress.and I'll wait for you in the waiting room, call me when you're done.."

Hanafi called one of the female staff to help Insha choose her clothes.

The staff went down and led Insha to the latest models in the store, while Hanafi sat on the sofa waiting to call someone.

They both came out of the store, Hanafi carrying three bags in his hand containing Insha, Salma and his father's clothes.

In front of the store was crowded and people, especially women who were spending their weekends.

Insha walked beside Hanafi, they walked parallel, created silence between them, because Hanafi walked by holding his phone typing something that of course Insha did not know to whom.

why do they look at me, what is wrong with my appearance.no.not me but they look at mas han..Insha

Insha glanced at Hanafi who seemed indifferent and focused on his phone.

of course many women who look at mas han.he's a handsome man who care for his appearance, who does not fall for him.but what is this, why does my heart feel this strange..did they not see me beside him.I am his wife.

Insha looked down at her appearance from top to bottom.

who believes that I am his wife while my appearance is like his maid.and we are also like strangers..

There is a strange feeling that Insha has never felt in her heart.Hati turbulent it feels sad when many see Hanafi as an attractive man, She does not want her husband to be the center of attention of others.

And for the first time Insha wrapped her hand in Hanafi's arms, pulling them tightly until their bodies drew closer.

eehh.what am I doing...

Hanafi who was engrossed with his phone jumped in shock, something was interesting. How glad he was to find Insha's hand that was already coiled around his arm tightly.

His smile looks very happy, for the first time Insha touched it without being asked.He did not care about the reply message on his cellphone that continues to vibrate, he instead put the phone in his pocket.

Insha misbehaved because of reflex movements that he did try to divert attention.

"Let's go back to the hospital, maybe Dad's done.."

glancing at Hanafi at a glance that seemed to not mind his arm being pulled by force.

"Of course, whatever you want.."

They also walked faster down the hallways of the mall which filled many people with their own interests.

Insha was relieved to finally be able to get out of the building disappeared from the view of the women who saw the admiration of her husband.

While Hanafi is very bahagis and wishes Insha often did so when in public spaces there is a sense of pride he has had a wife,just like that he already felt loved by his wife who since the beginning of the introduction first do not approach him just look at him a few times.

Seriate...