Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 58

Today Fahry decided not to go to work, he just wanted to accompany his wife at home.

Having just received a monthly wage working at the place where he worked, Fahry and Icha set aside some of the salary for almsgiving.

They ordered food to be distributed, as usual.

“Aready?” fahry asked to see that his wife was already wearing neat clothes.

Fahry had also placed a package of food on his motorbike.

Icha nodded. Even though Fahry has explained it repeatedly to his wife. However, Icha's attitude was still cold.

If Fahry asks or speaks new things he replies, otherwise he just shut up without wanting to start the conversation as usual.

“Why the hell? Still mad?” fahry asked to see his wife cold.

“Now!” sahut Icha brief.

“Huft ... What is this effect of women is coming month,” Inner Fahry.

“Come,” invite Fahri to pull his wife's hand, into the house.

Icha frowned in wonder, because he and Fahry were already wearing helmets.

The tech!

The tech!

Fahry unlocks the house.

Chequek!

The door sounds open.

“Why? Are we not going?” ask Icha wonder.

“We won't go, if you just keep quiet since then. I've said, if the photo is not me,” Fahry said staring at his wife's netra.

“Why still can't believe?”

“What should I do to make you believe?”

Icha just shook her head.

“It is better not to go,” said Fahry about to remove his helmet.

“I'm sorry!” Icha Lirih.

“I don't believe in mas. It's just ..” Icha's words paused.

“What's it all?”

Looking back at his wife again.

“Hiks ... hiks .. hiks! Mas, do not go ...” Icha sobbing crying.

Unable to hold back her tears in front of her husband, all she had in mind right now was that Fahry was leaving.

“Indeed who wants to leave you? I'm still here with you! Nothing can separate us, except death.”

Fahry immediately hugged his wife, but before that he took off his wife's helmet which was still attached to his head.

The cup!

The kiss landed on his wife's forehead.

“Don't cry anymore. Hum ... Baby, I promised you. Indeed our marriage is not as ordinary as people in general, but I can make sure this is our first and last marriage.”

Fahry wiped his wife's tears, then kissed both of her eyelids.

“In the meantime,” part ways left his wife.

Fahry stepped quickly into the kitchen, to fetch some water. Before long, he went back to see his wife with a glass of water in his hand.

“This drink first,” He said give up the glass.

“Thank you Mas,”.

Icha stepped onto the chair to sit down, then started drinking. Before that don't forget he said basmallah.

Fahry sat down to look at his wife with a smile.

Fahry shook his head.

“If you are not currently coming by month. Maybe I've brought you to battle,” goddamn Fahry.

Making Icha red with embarrassment, she threw her face the other way so her husband wouldn't see her face.

“Ekhem .. alright. Did you come to Grandma's?” tanya Fahry melted the atmosphere.

Grandma is, the residence of the elderly who Icha and Fahry have visited. Because every month Fahry to the place.

“Iya,” say Icha while smiling.

“Well, that's dong. Uh ... beautiful my wife if she smiles like this,” tease Fahry approached his wife.

Without waiting any longer, Fahry gave lumata*n on his wife's lips, until Icha who was not ready to be stung due to difficulty breathing.

“Hmmfftt ..” Icha speaking unclear.

Fahry let go because he saw his wife as if she had trouble breathing.

“Mas,” said Icha with breath going up and down.

“Sorry, I can't stand to see your lips!”

Swiping saliva that stuck to his wife's lips.

“Come,” invite Fahry to pull his wife's hand slowly.

They want to continue their journey.

After making sure his wife got on the motorbike sitting safely in the back, Fahry immediately left their home for where they wanted to go.

“Fahry, Fahry!” call a woman's voice when stopping at a traffic red light.

Fahry and Icha search for the direction of the sound source.

They saw a woman waving her hand.

“Cindy,” Og Fahry.

“Why is he here? Astaghfirullah, why coincidence. Though it has been a very long time never met with Cindy,” inner Fahry.

“Who Mas?” ask Icha.

Fahru was about to answer his wife's question, but the traffic light had turned green.

Cindy's car follows them from behind, and Cindy honks her horn and asks Fahry to pull over.

“Mas, looks like the car asked us to pull over.”

Fahry nodded.

He pulled over his second wheeled vehicle, seen the car also pulled over and stopped right in front of them.

The woman came out, approached them. Although Cindy's clothes wear long pants and long sleeves. But his clothes still showed his body.

“Fahry isn't it?” ask Cindy.

“Iya, I'm Fahry.”

While smiling, Icha frowned in wonder.

“How are you Fahry?” ask Cindy to extend her hand.

It looks Fahry has not returned Cindy's hand, until the owner of the hand frowned in wonder.

Icha got off the bike and returned Cindy's hand.

“I Marissa, wife of Fahry,” Said Icha smiling while replying to Cindy's hand.

“Oh Fahry is married? Introduce me Cindy, classmate Fahry first.”

The deg!

Icha pecked, looking at the face of the woman in front of him with the one in the photo.

Almost similar, but the face in front of him smiled looks more tapered.