IT WAS THE WIDOW'S FAULT
131.Plant seeds

After that Fahmi contributed to the healing of Asifa again. By keeping Asifa busy, thinking about her and her future. At this moment, Fahmi understood. What makes Asifa happy and also suffering inner. In his heart Fahmi said "i promise not to make the person I love think only of the happiness of others. Dek Zahra should be happy too, I won't be selfish anymore. If Zahra's deck can make me and my family happy, then I should be able to make it happy too. That's in line, no one's gonna hurt each other."

"Darling.., you are so cool. Good thing in the back and there's mom in the car."Fahmi said as he glanced from the front rearview mirror.

"If there's no us, do you want anything from this mother's daughter?" fatimah asked, Asifa only nodded with a shy smile as her eyes met her husband's eyes.

"What must be done ma'am, what else."Fahmi replied with a shy smile to his mother and father.

Asifa should not be asked again how the hue of her face, when hearing her husband's words. It felt like I wanted to run away from the car and run where it is, so as not to see the two parents-in-law.

"You are, and we are, saying you are. Even then in the work again, watch out! yes, if until his daughter's mother gets sick, you will go home to your own house."Said Fatimah with a serious and sharp look at Fahmi.

"Hehehe yes that is also mom, cook Fahmi in order to be single again. After all this will still be a newlywed mom, it's natural that she wants to stick it. Later if it has been a month also reduced, or maybe when Zahra deck pregnant mom."Denied Fahmi, did not want to sleep alone anymore.

"Mother is not messing around dear, mother is serious with mother's speech. There's no rebuttal of anything, if it happens." Say it firmly.

"Yes my dear mother, the most considerate, understanding, the most beautiful second to none. The mother is Fahmi and Mbak Anis."Fahmi said, stop the car because it has reached home.

Open the car door and go out the back door. Then opened the car door for his wife, without warning he lifted his wife ala bridal style. Left both of his parents, just like that. "Sorry, Fahmi couldn't stand it first. Sir, leave mom, Ami wants a job first." Pamit Fahmi without seeing both.

"What duty is Ami?"ask Mr. Daryanto while smiling and shaking his head. Then pull out the car keys, then take his wife's hand.

"Prop seeds sir." He shouted because it was far away, and already at the entrance that was opened the same Art.

"Assalamualaikum bi," Fahmi said as Art books the door, directly entering his room.

"Wa'alaikumsalam mas, ma'am." Aunty Sarmi replied, shaking her head at the newlyweds.

"Maclum bi, still anget ya so."Said Mr. Daryanto.

Seeing his only son was happy and enjoying the newlyweds. Mr. Daryanto also wants to enjoy the beauty of his old age with his beloved wife. Which is now no longer an obstacle, not much different from the newlyweds.

In the spirit of Mr. Daryanto also demanded his wife to his room. Once inside the room the door was directly in the lock. Making Fatimah's mother shake her head, now her husband does not want to lose to his newlywed son.

Meanwhile Fahmi went straight into the bathroom, after locking the door. He sat his wife on the sink. He painstakingly opened the veil to the clothes of his beloved wife. Then he took his wife in a shower and bathed her.

Asifa is like a mannequin statue of clothes. But his heart was so flowery, happiness was hard to express in words. While being bathed by her husband, she occasionally gives a sweet smile to her husband.

"Honey to wear her own veil, shower for a while. Honey don't go anywhere sitting here."Fahmi's Message.

"Yes ami dear," while smiling sweetly at Fahmi.

Fahmi is glad his wife's statue doesn't protest much with what he wants. His heart was so happy to see his wife's happy smile with the treatment he gave. Before entering the bathroom, Fahmi gives a sweet kiss on his wife's forehead.

After Fahmi's departure from her presence, Asifa combed her hair. And wear a thin mike up, don't forget to spray a little perfume. Now if at home she gives it to her husband, if out do not use mike up.

After a few minutes, Fahmi came out with a circular towel around his waist. Go straight to the wardrobe, and wear casual clothes in matching color with his wife even though plain. Which is now in light brown color, with dark brown shorts. While Asifa wears a light brown batik negligee, a dark brown veil. But because it is still in the room the hood has not been used.

"What room would you like to eat in this restaurant?"fahmi asked, hugging Asifa by crouching in front of her.

"In the dining room, yes."Answer asifa

"Mas..,"call her.

Fahmi turned his head "what a pity," while looking up at the wife's face.

"I was carried by the car, so the bag was still in the car." Asifa said, looking down at the face of her husband who was now looking at her.

Fahmi did not immediately answer he instead kissed his wife's forehead, while standing up. "Let's eat first, then the bag will take." Who immediately took Asifa's hand, then walked out of the room to go to the dining room.

It turned out that his parents were not in the dining room. Then he pulled out a chair for Asifa, after Asifa sat down and sat down.

"Maybe the mother and father again clean themselves, we just eat first. You see mas want to go to the mosque for dhuhur prayer which briefly arrived."Said Fahmi who saw the wall clock shows at 11:45 means soon Adhan.

"Okay," Asifa was directly food for her husband. Then give it to her husband, when he wanted to take food for himself in prevented by Fahmi.

"We ate both of us dear to be romantic."Fahmi said, then read the meal prayer.

Then they both ate with wisdom, for a plate of both. Make them less, and finally add one more plate. After she finished eating, Asifa washed the dishes. Fahmi took his wife's bag to the car.

But when he arrived in the living room he saw his wife's bag on the sofa. He thought for a moment, then he took it and gave it to his wife.

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