Love As Dosed?
No rambling?

As usual when Ayana came home, Saga was still waiting for her. The man was reading the book as usual. I don't know, Ayana sometimes also wonder why the hell her husband was never tired of reading. Even the stock of the man's reading also seemed endless. Very different from him who if reading even innate overslept, but if you think about it first not so bad deh.

"Assalamualaikum," said Ayana.

Saga immediately raised his face, he immediately closed his book when he realized the existence of the wife. "Wassalamu'alaikum's chat. Did you eat?" tanyanya.

Ayana nodded. "Udah. How is Saga himself? Have you eaten yet?"

Saga nodded as a sign of response. After that, he stood up and stretched out his hand. Ayana loading for a while, however, after that she immediately kissed the back of the husband's hand. The next instant he glanced at Saga hesitantly.

"Mas Saga isn't angry with me?"

Saga frowned in wonder. "angry? Who?"

"Mas Saga."

"Because?"

"Yang semalem's. This morning, did Mas Saga go to work and still angry right?"

Saga shook innocently. "So morning there was a cito operation, you slept really well. Yeah, where can I build."

Ayana glared in shock. "So Mas Saga isn't angry with me?" tanyanya did not believe.

"Why should?" Saga asked back.

Ayana seemed at a loss for words. His emotions almost overflowed when he remembered Tama's advice, which was stupid why he was so obedient to the silly idea of the brother. It is wrong to follow the advice of the brother.

Jesus God!

"Why?" Saga embraces his wife's shoulder with a frown on her forehead.

While grimacing Ayana shook her head. He then released the embrace of the husband's hand, then he decided to take a bath.

Saga felt strange about the wife's behavior. However, he tried not to take too much dizziness. He sat back down and continued reading activities that had been delayed.

Quickly Ayana hid her illegal service clothes that she had bought. Only then did he immediately rush to take a shower and clean himself up.

When he came out of the bathroom, Saga was already in their room. Still busy with his favorite book of course.

Ehem Ehem

Hearing deheman the wife, Saga immediately turned to the origin of the voice. His forehead shriveled in wonder. He immediately closed the book and watched the wife from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head.

"Why not dipake?" tanyanya.

Ayana looks confused. "What?"

"That was."

Ayana doesn't understand. His brain tried to think hard. Instantly both his eyes were perfectly rounded when he realized something. Reflexes he silenced his own mouth.

"Mas Saga have you seen?" tanyanya panic.

With her mainstay face, Saga nodded. The man looked calm and was not like he was holding back a laugh or anything else.

"Can't you?"

"You put it there. Look at it."

Ayana scowled. His mind grumbled in annoyance at the older brother. But on the one hand he also blames his own stupidity, which can be just according to the man's crazy idea.

"Why not dipake?" ask Saga suddenly.

Ayana's daydream instantly collapsed. He looked shocked. "Where, Mas?"

"Why not dipake?" rework the Saga again.

"Mas Saga wishes I wore that illegal suit?"

Saga shrugged both of his shoulders simultaneously. "From redundant."

Ayana grimaces. His brain again thought hard to divert the topic of illegal service clothes. Fortunately, not long after, he remembered something.

"Ah, Mas, I made you your favorite fruit pie. Wanna trybain?" bargain later.

"Udah night. Tomorrow it's all."

"Well, don't you want it now?" ask Ayana to panic.

Saga shook her head as a sign of answer. "Sleep, please" she asked later.

Ayana immediately nodded in agreement. "Yes, come on!" she immediately followed her husband and lay down next to him.

"I'm really worried to know, Mom, if you're really craving. Serem knows, you're mad."

"Sorry."

Ayana sighed. "Almost all day I think, Mas, said Bang Tama I really do not want to be a specialist. So, if I don't take any specialist program papa." he immediately hugged the man's body, "Mas Saga there is no problem if I don't take a specialist program?"

Saga immediately changed his lying position to face Ayana. The two men's eyes stared intensely at the wife, one hand stroking Ayanas hair softly.

"You take a specialist program or not, for me it doesn't matter, Yan. That origin is really what you want. You do not need to make a decision in the near future, you can think slowly once again, only then make a decision."

Ayana nodded in agreement. She did not comment further, and all she did was hug her husband's body tightly.

"What about the kids, Mom?"

"Dedicatedly. But if you're not ready, we can delay."

Ayana shook her head quickly. "No need, Mas. If we don't procrastinate, it's not necessarily directly given, right?"

Ayana suddenly stretched out their embrace and looked at Saga timidly. "Mas Saga didn't see me with that?"

"New clothes?"

Ayana nodded quickly. "Don't you?"

"Aren't you tired?"

"Well, didn't you try the clothes, did you? Doang clothes make you tired? There's-there's you, Mas," Ayana's fad.

Saga immediately put on her flat face. "Yes, it's not so. Sleep directly!" bring later.

"Dih, it's aja cram," ledek Ayana while widened.

"It's you, '" Saga replied not to accept.

"But you're a bete too."

"Okay," elak Saga.

"Well, come on!"

"What sleep is it?"

"Make a child."

Instantly Ayana's crisp laughter instantly filled their room.

***

Saga wakes up when she hears the dawn prayer from her cell phone. Hurriedly he grabbed his pants and t-shirt lying beside the bed, only after he was dressed quite neatly. He just woke up his wife. It takes a little extra patience for his wife to wake up easily.

"Yan," whispered Saga as she shook Ayana's arm.

The woman wriggled for a moment until her blanket sagged slightly. With a little nervous Saga hurriedly justified the blanket to the neckline.

"Yan, dawn. Comeon, wakeup! Shower."

"Yes, Mom, in a minute. Five minutes." Ayana's palm was raised high, although both eyes were still tightly closed.

Saga took a deep breath and chose to take her mandatory bath. Hope the wife will really keep her promise to wake up after five minutes have passed. But, even until the moment he came out of the bathroom and finished bathing. Ayana still seems to be asleep in her dreams. Even the position of the woman is now curled comfortably while hugging a pillow, when clearly in their mattress there is bolster there. But indeed his wife's taste is sometimes a little.

Even sometimes their blankets that should be used to cover their bodies, Ayana used instead of bolsters. Hugged tightly as if their blankets were bolsters. Though clearly beside him there is himself who can be hugged comfortably, why even choose a blanket that should be used to warm their bodies.

"Yan, five minutes more, wake up! I've taken ablution water, hunt awake! Don't make me repeat the sentence!"

Ayana clucked in annoyance, as her deep sleep was disturbed.

"Ayana Iswari Janitra!" call Saga in her firm tone.

Hearing his nickname being called out with a firm tone. Ayana reflex immediately got up from her lying position.

"Wanna! The blanket! saga's panicked scream instantly turned her back to Ayana.

Ayana who realized her behavior, automatically immediately covered her chest with her blanket while grimacing in embarrassment.

"Hehe, sorry, Mas, forgot."

Saga clucked a little irritatedly while shaking his palm unconcernedly. "Bathletes!" later orders.

"Yes, Mum." Ayana then dyed looking for something, "but this is my shirt where is it, Mas? Where did you throw it?"

Saga immediately helps find clothes for Ayana. His eyes were still trying to avoid looking at his wife. After meeting, he immediately gave it to Ayana.

"This one anyway, Mas?" ayana protests while clucking. Because Saga gave her illegal service clothes last night, not her shirt or negligee.

"Same aja. Keep on taking a shower! I'm waiting for you to pray together."

Although a little forced Ayana finally put on her maid shirt last night, then rushed to the bathroom to carry out her mandatory bath. After finishing the bath, they performed congregational prayers.

Two weeks more married, the moment of congregational prayer is not only they can do, when considering their working hours are different.

"What breakfast do you want to make this morning, Mas?" ask Ayana after performing dawn prayers.

"There's a Darti."

"Yes, I want to do that, occasionally make breakfast husband. What do you want, Mom? Let me masakin. Gini-gini is my cooking is good, the proof is that you are melting again thanks to my cooking."

"What a thing."

Ayana clucking.."Don't do anything dong, Mas, try to call what it wants."

"Chicken slurry."

"Huh?" Ayana gawked in disbelief, "Mas Saga is serious?"

"Handler."

Ayana blinked her two eyes confused. "Eh, seriously what's kidding, Mas?"

How not to be confused, the husband's mouth said joking, but his expression was serious. Of course he's confused.

"Handestine, Yan. Make fried rice if that's it."

Ayana clucked in anxiety. "Makanya, Mas, if joking is his expression do not be serious. Let the interlocutor not be confused."

Saga scratched his back head. "Wrong again, huh?"

Ayana smiled as she patted the husband's cheek. "No papa, baby, try again tomorrow, yeah. Yuk, spirit!"