Dawn for Laila
Carrying Laila

"Udah! Sleeping there, Mama also want to sleep, tomorrow do not need to wake up early, wake up at 11 is also okay, Mama maklumi!" mama Ida said with a small laugh leaving the two of them still glued.

"Well, why did we wake up at 11? Mama's all right, let's just patrol!" a soft Dawn that accidentally sounded in Laila's ear. The girl seemed to laugh a little while covering her mouth.

Dawn accidentally saw Laila who was laughing, she also laughed with a grin to relieve her groggy taste.

"How come you're laughing anyway? Funny huh?" shouts Dawn while releasing the pecans.

"Huh? No, no, no. Uh why did you get off? Just wear it, Mom! I'd rather you wear a peci, more handsome!" said Laila who immediately made Dawn fly to hear the praise of his wife.

"What's? What did you say just now? I'm handsome? Ah time anyway. I have always been handsome, Mama said. You are also beautiful, cute again," praised Fajar who makes both unclear, between shy and nervous.

"What the hell! You're a mick!" laila.

"Eh really, I'm not gombal suwerr. All righty! A-ayo we're sleeping! You must have been very tired" Fajar invited his wife to go to their room. However, Laila was presumably still very shy and awkward to sleep in one room with Dawn.

"But, Mas! I-i'm scared!" exclaiming Laila who was still heavy stepped into the room of Dawn.

"Fearful? What are you afraid of, I will not bite, are we not praying yet? We pray Isya first in the room, after that we sleep," said Fajar invite his wife to pray isya.

"Yes, you're right! We haven't prayed yet."

Laila also followed the orders of the husband to perform the Islamic prayer, inevitably Laila had to go to her husband's room.

Laila walked behind Fajar, very carefully Laila stepped her foot, considering that the robe she was wearing dangled and passed through her ankle, so Laila had to lift the end of the game a little so that she could run well.

Who would have thought, even though Laila had been careful, still she could still stumble as she climbed the stairs.

"www!"

"Be careful! You all right?" dawn asked as she looked at Laila who grimaced in pain. Looks like Laila's leg sprained, she also complained a little pain in her ankle.

"Oh my feet, Mommy. I think I sprained!" he groaned while sitting on the stairs by stroking his ankle that was painful.

Dawn also saw the condition of the wife's feet. Laila grimaced in pain as Dawn touched her sprained ankle.

"Awww... hurts, Mas! Don't be so loud!" peekit Laila's.

"Yes, we go to the room first, after that I'll treat your leg, it looks like there's a little injury,"

"Can you?" ask Laila to investigate.

"Yes be! A little bit!" answer the Dawn while lifting the body of the wife to climb the stairs.

Spontaneous Laila was surprised instead of playing as Dawn's burly arms raised her tiny body.

"No, my mom! I can walk on my own" said Laila who looked so embarrassed when Dawn carried her.

"Go your own way, can you? Not much protest!" Dawn kept bringing the wife's body into their room.

For a moment Laila looked at the face of the husband who was carrying her, the girl saw the face of Dawn from such a close distance, engraved a smile from her beautiful lips. In her little heart, actually Laila was very happy, she continued to look at the face of her husband who looks so handsome like an ustadz-ustadz slang on TV-TV.

Accidentally, Fajar turned to look at the wife who was looking at him deeply. Highlight their eyes clashing with each other, eyes that can not be separated. While walking towards his room, Fajar looked so calm as if his footsteps did not need eyes to get inside the room.

The door of the room that had been opened, made it easier for Dawn to bring his wife inside. Dawn continued to move his feet up to the edge of the bed, slowly putting the body of the wife very carefully.

...SERIATE...