Be married? Oh No!
The Part 10
"I want to work first," said Ayan to Hani who is currently sleeping while reading comics.
Laughing so hard she could not hear the words of her husband. Ayan reviewed a small smile, rubbing the top of Hani's head the man said, "If you need anything don't forget my phone," he said.
sontak Hani instantly fell silent, feeling Ayan's palm playing softly over her head.
"Assynnolt,"
Hani grinned the horse, brushed Ayan's hand slowly the girl replied."Waalaikumsallam," he replied.
Ayan raised both corners of her lips giving her best smile to Hani.
"I say goodbye" said Ayan again. Somehow his heart rebelled for him to leave Hani alone.
"Hem," Hani replied as she continued to read the comic.
However, a few seconds after Ayan was already in the doorway the girl immediately got up then shouted.
"Om husband!" his summoned summon turned his body quickly.
"What's up?" ask Ayan.
"Request dong's pocket money!" the door held out one hand. Chest height.
"Look at the kitchen table there," Ayan said, pointing at the fairly long table with his chin."I put your pocket money up there," he continued. Makes Hani jump for joy.
If he knew getting married would be like this, where maybe he refused from the first match with Ayan.
"Ah. Gomawo husband om," said Hani with a face sumringah.
Ayan smiled. Turning back his body the man stepped out of the door of his apartment.
...****...
"Where?" tanya Bara represents from all her classmates.
"What's the way?" Ayan asked back. The air around her suddenly turned hot. When all his friends are now covering him. Poison with his home life.
"Lo plain skirts!" bara's circus while patting Ayan's back is quite strong.
"How stupid? If you want to ask it directly to the core. Don't code. You know I'm the insensitive type!" spray Ayan.
"OKs. Straight to the core, yeah, core!" exclaim Bara.
now a serious look is shown by his friends. The one in the face remains relaxed while reading a book titled. Army ...
"Where? Still virgin?"
Bhuk!
The powerful punch Ayan gave to Bara. Making all his friends who were watching it immediately flinched. Join grimacing when he saw Bara now massaging his head.
"What kind of question is that?" ketus Ayan stared at Bara with a sharp turned bead.
"Handering Yan. Very serious!" Reply Bara while stroking his bumpy head.
"That smells about my wife. I have to be serious about it!" ketus Ayan's.
"Next time don't bring my wife into this conversation. Understand!" resolutely commemorating.
"Dissolve all!" tell Ayan to point at the exit.
Everyone looked down, weak. End their history. It's all because of Bara. Not usually Ayan is very angry, because trivial questions are usually thrown from a joke of a Bara. Now it's that serious?
After all his friends left. Ayan hurriedly took up the task to clear his mind.
His emotions exploded suddenly upon hearing his woman indirectly becoming a gossip.
"Ayan Far!" hard on himself.
Grabbing cellphone. The man immediately dialed Hani's number on his contact whom the man named, my wife.
Ayan waits for her call to connect with Hani.
Tapping his finger to the table, while the other hand pressed his phone to the ear.
"Yes, um?"
"Assynnolt,"
"Sorry om's. I like to forget the guy, Waalaikumsallam,"
"Saying that greeting is mandatory for Falia, how can you forget?"
"Huh? By the way what? Not this horror!"
Suddenly his finger stopped tapping on the table, his forehead wrinkled. There are a lot of voices around Hani. It made him anxious and then asked directly.
"I'm sorry, can you repeat just now, what?"
Ayan sighed, bringing his phone close to his lips. Taking a deep breath, the man said quite loudly.
"Where are you!"
"Oh, now I'm in the ma- uh if you don't use dong's eyes!"
"Sorry .. sorry,"
"Sorry, sorry you saw my phone is now crumbling. Like your face!"
Ayan massages her eyebrow rinses, listening to Hani's conversation with a man who accidentally bumps into Hani. To make Hani's phone fall.
"Falia you deng-"
Tut .. tut ...
Ayan squeezes her hair in frustration then stares at the screen of her dead phone.
"ah! Why is it lowbat?" pekik Ayan is weakened.
While at another time. Now a girl with a bent face is swearing because her phone is now cracked.
"Patience Han" said Bella.
"Where to be patient! Look at my phone!" screeches while patting once his phone into the palm of the hand.
"Do you want me to buy it?" bargain Bella.
"No, I have a rich husband now. For what is not worth now," said Hani. Suddenly his mood changed for the good.
"Cih, since when do you admit that Ayan is your husband? Huh!" spray Bella while pushing Hani's forehead with her index finger.
"Since ... I live in the same room om-om," Hani replied with a grin.
"Diddeliver! Narcissist!" pouty Bella, walk quickly the girl left Hani behind
"Strong me!" hani shouted as he accelerated his footsteps.
...****...
Spreading her body onto the sofa, the girl closed both her eyes with her arms.
Adjusting her breath, the girl now reopened her eyes.
Glancing at the clock on the wall. He clucked.
It's 8 pm but Ayan still hasn't come home, only 3 days of her marriage with Ayan now she has been stayed by her husband.
Hani blew his bangs. Wagging his short hair quickly, "BOSEN!" he complained while pressing bosen said.
Rise up, the girl walks lazily towards the kitchen, peeks at the contents of the fridge, then picks up a bottle of fizzy drink. Opening the bottle slowly, he immediately downed the drink until it ran out.
"Ah ..." he sighed. Dipping the rest of the drink with his tongue.
"Laper," Hani's great-grandson, put on the sad face of the girl again walking towards the sofa.
Turning tv. To reduce the boredom that had earlier doubled.
1 hour...
2 hour...
3 hours...
It's 12 p.m. But Ayan hasn't come home either. Slowly, Hani's eyes began to close.
Let the tv watch it now.
A few minutes later. The door of the house sounded indicating someone was going inside.
"Asslamuallaikum," said a man who is none other than the owner of a luxury apartment that now belongs to Hani as well.
The man's bead rounded to find his wife asleep while hugging her own body.
Carefully walking the man started crouching, staring at Hani's innocent face while asleep.
Reviewing the sweet smile, slowly the man began to kiss his wife's forehead softly."I'm sorry for making you have to wait too long" she whispered.
After being satisfied to see his wife's face now. Ayan immediately carried Hani's body up to the top floor. Towards room.
Carefully put his wife's tiny body into bed. Then enveloped Hani's body the man sat on the side of the bed. Grabbing Hani's right hand then gouging it.
"Sorry" he said again.