After Marriage
CHAPTER 89

"Don't go in yet?" bargain Aslan when they've reached the Aslan's house. He went down and Agung came down to move to the steering chair.

"No need Lan, just say my greetings to Abi and Umi," replied Agung, especially when the rain began to pour back on the city of Jakarta.

Aslan nodded, then said to be careful when Agung returned to bring the car drove to go home.

After the departure of the Great, Aslan immediately entered his house. Aslan carried the key to the house view, so he did not have to bother to press the bell and also wait for the door to be opened.

"Asslamualaikum Abi" Aslan said when he saw his father in the living room, sitting with Aydan watching television. There was only Iwan and Aydan, nothing else. His wife and mother.

Aslan was about to take Aydan in the lap of the father, but quickly Iwan brushed him off.

"Bring first, then touch Aydan," said Iwan firmly.

Somehow, he felt that now the father was already like his mother, who was too over-ptotective of Aydan.

Seeing the father's unfriendly face, Aslan finally could only obey. Finally he could not hold Aydan, let alone kiss his two cheeks. Finally, Aslan headed straight for his room.

Until there, it turns out that the wife has just finished praying isya. Because it was raining, he couldn't get home in time. Arriving home turned out to be so, not magrib anymore.

"Thank God, you've come home" Kiran said when she saw her husband enter the room, then walked closer to her.

"I'm sorry, baby, I'm home late" asked Aslan, he immediately pulled the waist of the wife and held her tight.

Kiran nodded, restraining her husband's chest from getting any closer.

"Buying used to be a hug" replied Kiran, but Aslan did not focus on his wife's words. But on the neck of the level of the wife who is clearly visible, her long hair tied high like a ponytail.

"Mas! take a shower first" Kiran complained as Aslam was silent, staring at her.

"Wake with warm water, I'll go kedapur and make ginger tea" Kiran said.

Aslan who had realized from his daydream was only able to nod his head, as if to be a submissive child.

After Aslan entered the bathroom, Kiran went out to the kitchen. Making ginger tea for her husband. Ginger that had been burned and cleaned earlier, he just poured it in a glass and watered hot water, then added a little sugar.

"Ran, Umi also asked dong, for Abi," said Desi who suddenly entered the kitchen as well.

"Yes Umi," replied Kiran then took an empty glass back and made 1 more ginger tea. The weather tonight is so cold, the rainy season still continues to flutter Jakarta.

"So the Great will marry your manager? what's-her-name? Widya?" yuli asked, after picking up some grapes in the refrigerator, she stood next to Kiran.

"Yes Umi, Kiran also did not expect, if they finally decided to get married," replied Kiran honestly, she turned to the in-law for a moment, then refocused on her glass, stirring.

"That's Mate Ran, just like you and Aslan, from your little neighbor's life, but you have to wait 34 years for you to get married. If I may ask, you should have been married since college, huh?" bargain Yuli with a chuckle.

Kiran smiled as she imagined it.

At the right time, only God knows.

"It's Umi, already," Kiran said as she shifted the ginger tea for Abi towards Yuli.

They both came out of the kitchen, but with different goals. Yuli goes to the living room where Iwan and Aydan are, while Kiran heads to her room.

Arriving at the room, it turns out Aslan had finished bathing, even had changed her clothes, and now her husband was performing prayers isya.

Kiran, put the tea on the sofa table in the room. She chose to sit there waiting for her husband.

Kiran smiled, when she saw Aslan was praying like that. There was a strange rumble that entered his heart, as if the love was pounding again.

In the past, Kiran's dream husband was not a man like Aslan, but now Aslan had exceeded his own expectations. Being near Aslan, Kiran always felt less, wanting to continue learning to match her husband.

He saw, Aslan began to say two greetings. Kiran got up, went to her husband and sat down next to him.

Aslan turned his head, without babibu he immediately took a sip of the sweet lips that his wife, pulled him until Kiran was also interested.

When Kiran's breath was cut off, Aslan let go of the kiss. Staring at the two cheeks of the wife who had been blushing, with wet lips as well.

"Big, uh!" kiran complained while hitting the husband's chest, slowly. He slightly lowered his head, embarrassed by Aslan's sudden attack.

If he had started first, he felt so brave. But when Aslan who suddenly attacked him like this, Kiran was unprepared. His heart was beating even faster.

Aslan smiled, raised his chin and removed the rest of his salivary on the edge of Kiran's lips.

"It was only half a day not to meet, I miss," Aslan's tease and increasingly made Kiran hot cold, especially when she saw the gaze in her husband.

"It was only then that Mas went as Agung, back and forth as a tombalist," replied Kiran, she even hit her husband's chest again.

Then rise first and pull Aslan to follow in his footsteps. Walk to the couch and sit there.

"This, drink first, let the body warm" said Kiran, taking the ginger tea and giving it to her husband.

Without much debate, Aslan immediately brewed the ginger tea. And immediately his body warmed up.

"Thank you dear," said Aslan, Kiran immediately took the glass and put it back on the table, the glass that now contains half.

"Tomorrow, I'll take you to work" Aslan said later, and Kiran frowned, astonished.

"Why?" kiran asked as if in disbelief, their office was in the opposite direction, which is why they had chosen to use their own car.

"It's okay, just wanted to, occasionally dropping off and picking up my wife" Aslan replied, heartfelt. Indeed that was how he felt, it felt like spending time with Kiran was the thing he wanted so much.

Kiran smiled, then eroded the distance and hugged her husband's body tightly.

Every day, Aslan always makes him speechless like this, every day Aslan always makes Kiran more love, even more loved.

"Thank you, but don't complain if tomorrow you come to his office late" replied Kiran in her husband's arms.

Aslan smiled, then stroked the head of the wife fondly.