Actually, I'm His Wife
Chapter 55 Chickens chili sambal ijo.

Their car stopped in front of the bridal boutique. Ayana's eyes were only bolted to see how beautiful the wedding dress dress on display in the mannequin was. She even imagined herself wearing one of those dresses.

"Honey, I'm daydreaming, let's go down." Farraz was already standing next to him after opening the car door for his beloved.

"What are we doing here?"

"Who wants to get married, ma'am?"

None of his questions were answered. Farraz just continued to walk while holding his wife's waist until he arrived in the boutique he also continued to hold Ayana without caring about the smile of the boutique employee.

"Farraz.. welcome my honey, my boy." welcome the beautiful woman who looks the same age as Farraz. The woman managed to make Ayana jealous when Farraz who was holding her directly released Ayana's body and she immediately hugged the woman. Farraz and the woman looked familiar, even with each other's cipika. It was really frustrating for Ayana.

"This is Ayana my wife." Farraz is back with Ayana.

"Honey, this is my cousin Kanaya. He owns this shop."

"Your wife? When did you marry Raz, I wasn't invited." He could not believe that Ayana was Farraz Ehsan's wife.

"long story. The point is she's my wife. And we're here to get a beautiful wedding dress for my prettiest wife." Said Farraz who continued to boast of Ayana and it made Ayana smile. His jealousy disappeared instantly when Farraz called himself wife.

"Gue has a large collection of beautiful dresses for the hijab. Look at this catalog first, who knows if anyone likes it…"

"Yunita Ayana." Farraz said when Kanaya forgot Ayana's name.

"Yes, Ayana."

They also saw the design of a beautiful dress dress specifically for hijaber and finally Ayana was attracted to the sky blue dress with her sequins white like clouds. The dress is so beautiful, Ayana loves it.

"The right choice. Want to try it right away?" Ask Kanaya.

Ayana did not answer immediately, she first looked at Farraz as a sign that she asked for her husband's approval.

"So sweet." Kanaya tempts when she feels Ayana is so spoiled and obedient to Farraz.

"Yes. Just try it." Farraz.

Kanaya brought Ayana to the dressing room. He helped Ayana wear that dress. Once ready, Kanaya takes Ayana to show Farraz.

"Farraz, look how beautiful and graceful your wife is."

Farraz looked at Ayana without blinking, really the dress was really beautiful in Ayana's body.

"OKs. Fix this dress for my wedding." Farraz immediately agreed to ask Ayana again, because it was very clear Ayana liked the dress from the expression of her face.

After the selection of the dress, they stopped by at the invitation printing place. Farraz directly chose the gold invitation paper design, looks elegant and not many who use the design. Farraz has also set a date for their wedding to be held in three weeks. Not to forget Farraz also asked that their contract date be written in the invitation paper.

The invitation is over, now Farraz takes Ayana to a five-star hotel.

"You book the Hall where our party will be, all of us stay in this hotel room. I've reserved a special room for the bride." His whisper.

"But I don't carry things like clothes and other supplies, Mas."

"We go home first, get those clothes." Ayana who walked behind Farraz.

"For what clothes, we don't need clothes tonight, baby." Whisper while embracing Ayana on the waist. Hearing the whisper made Ayana goosebumps scared, amused and also felt her husband's speech was very embarrassing.

"We spent the night undressed and without closing our eyes all night. This husband of yours is so opium about you, my dear." His whisper again teased Ayana. Almost Ayana broke away from her husband's embrace, but Farraz's hand was so firm that she could not escape and could only surrender.

They arrived at the great hall of the hotel which was usually rented for the wedding of the artists, or the rich. Well this time Farraz booked him for a party that will be held in three weeks.

"Almost done, baby."

"There's more?" Tanya Ayana who just followed without commenting anything.

"Still dong darling. WO not yet, MUA not yet. We all have to choose the best." Speaks excited.

"Mas from earlier prepared all this, did Mama and Papa already know about all this?"

"Not yet."

"Well, what if Mom and Dad don't agree with the date you've prepared?"

"There's no way they disagree, honey. They will be very happy and feel the happiest in the world when they get our wedding invitation later." Farraz pulls Ayana's body closer to him. Then they went upstairs where the room Farraz had booked was.

The clock has shown five o'clock over twenty minutes this afternoon. Ayana lies lazily on a mattress with red rose petals and a towel made to look like twin geese forming a heart. Farraz went out to buy dinner. Ayana refuses to eat hotel food, she wants to eat chicken geprek sambal ijo.

This is where Farraz is today, stuck in a long queue to buy his wife's henchmen.

"Indeed, this chicken is very good, so much so that many who love it?" Farraz asked a man who was also waiting in line in front of him.

"This is the best, bang. What else sambal ijo his. Wuah dogged pol anyway."

"If you come here at eight or nine nights, don't expect to be part of it, because usually that hour is gone all the hens are fat." Spirits include.

Farraz simply nodded with his faint smile. His legs began to feel sore because it had been queuing for almost half an hour and had not yet arrived his turn.

"Be careful if it doesn't taste good. I'll keep Ayana quiet all night." His inner.

"Partially has strange tastes, served delicious food five-star hotels have, even choose roadside food is not clear gini."

"Chicken's on a prick!" He shouted in the heart of his bosen ranking in line which had been too long in his opinion.