Love Sholeha

Love Sholeha
Bonned


When her husband left, Sholeha lost a little. Sholeha even began to realize her attitude was like she was in love again. The feeling that once arose while still with Arman first. It is possible that he is entering a developmental phase in his relationship.


As ordered by the husband, only allowed to visit Ayu can not go home to his father's mother. Ah good thing she taught before marriage, maybe Sholeha was sulking just because she was not allowed to go home.


Ayu had even seen him from a distance, if his sister-in-law was moving into his house.


It is still unexpected that Sholeha can be neighbors with Ayu, the only brother. What else Sholeh was an only child, he did not have many close relatives.


Still so far away from the door of the house, Sholeha even called Ayu so cheerfully. " Mom, "he's running small.


" Oh, I'm so happy, I know you haven't?" sholeha asked still gasping.


Ayu asked Sholeha to sit down first, "No, this is Mas Rizal who can't keep a secret "


Sholeha laughs. It turned out to be true if Ayu did not want to tell a lot of people. " Father, even in a good doain"


Sholeha glanced at Ayu's flat stomach, then subconsciously rubbed her own stomach. The small movement was noticed by Ayu.


" Just a week Deck, try to keep ntar also so" said Ayu suddenly.


Sholeha smiled clumsy and embarrassed. Ayu knew what she was thinking. " Yes Ma'am, still happy to try" Sholeha replied with a laugh.


" Yes Dek, mumpung not yet so right. Try it as you like what kind of style" Ayu woke up when she saw Sholeha snorting.


Can be sure if since last conversation they are too lead to strange things that everyone can certainly enjoy.


" Where are the others?" sholeha asked trying to get out of the absurd talk.


Ayu looked inside, "Fatih is still Les, Al is sleeping. You are working, there is a mosque project"


The two women were engrossed in telling her about her world, as the breeze of the day did not change their relaxed atmosphere. Although occasionally Sholeha yawns want to take a nap, but he deliberately kept her still curious about Ayu's story.


" It used to be Fatih's pregnant mother was also again the fasting month of Dek. In fact almost a lahiran, yes want to fast but Ndak can be the same Mas mu "


Sholeha did remember that time, Fatih was born at the end of the fasting month. Sholeha heard all Ayu's stories, it seems that Ayu has enjoyed being a mother all this time. Not praise, but that's what he's seen all along.


" Dek, what do you think, how come daydream?" ask Ayu.


Sholeha does look dreamy, but actually she really wants to take a nap.


" Oh Ma'am, sorry to sleep with me. Come home like it is still day, but Mas Sholeh came home I woke up "


Ayu did not prevent, maybe it was just him who was feeling bored, to be too happy when his sister came. It turns out that he was too boring for Sholeha, his sister-in-law came home.


Ah she also had to rest, sitting leaning on the terrace exposed to the breeze like this invited her drowsiness. Ayu moved, lying down in front of the television.


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Sholeha slept in her bed, for some reason this afternoon was so sleepy. He usually does not sleep at all.


Sholeh decided to take a bath immediately, after this he would wake his wife again. Promise to accompany Sholeha home to his parents, Sholeh increasingly impatient to see his wife was happy.


Given how he was very excited when he was invited to stay, it turns out that although not complaining it looks very clear if his wife misses his home, maybe also his room.


Sholeh dried his hair with a small towel, looking at his wife who was still closed. Sholeh smiled to himself and deliberately lingered at his wife. What is this man thinking?


Sholeha wriggled feeling that something was bothering her, she was surprised when she realized that her uncoiled hair was being played by her husband. That smiling face so sweetly welcomed the eyes that had just opened. " Well.... How handsome is that?" he said to Sholeh.


The handsome one is praised more soaring he spouted laughter, "Ganteng lah, have a bath. Yok woke up Yang, do you want the place of the father" Sholeh rubbed the tops of his wife's head.


" Yes, I take a shower first" Sholeha got out of bed.


While waiting for his wife who was taking a bath, Sholeh play Sholeha's phone. Curious about all of it.


His lips smiled, when he saw the main screen display of the sweet Al, his nephew. Smart application folders lined up neatly, all the same as on his phone. One application that is not on his phone, he suspects must be the cause of his wife laughing amusedly last night.


Not in thought this woman likes to watch foreign dramas, lazy to check he put back the original Sholeha phone. Before long his wife appeared with her head alone at the door, she was already drenched, her hair wet.


" She, please take the shampoo, "


Sholeh got out of bed, "Where?" tanyakanya.


" It's in the drawer" pointed Sholeha with her chin.


Sholeh gave me a bottle of shampoo, "Nih..." Intending to judge Sholeha, he wanted to pull his wife's hand out. However he lost quickly to Sholeha's instincts, in immediately locking the door after the shampoo in switched to his hands.


" Well, I've pinter him. Difficult "murm Sholeh murmured at the door.


There was no more idle and ignorant drama from Sholeh, until Sholeha managed to finish the bath and prepare quickly. If Sholeha is not careful, she may not go home.


This time Sholeha can no longer resist the longing for her father and mother, so she must win and not be tempted by Sholeh.


About fifteen minutes before the adhan magrib, they rode towards Sulaiman's house. Sholeh kept his promise, to stay the night. Sholeha was so happy, that her hands were so tightly coiled around her husband's stomach that it was quite friendly.


The driver seems quite happy, it turns out that this kind of friendly piggy bank. Maybe from now on he will more often take his wife around the village on a motorcycle like this.


" Gold, spit, hunt azdan," Sholeha patted her husband's belly.


Increasingly in taste, Sholeh is deliberately slowing down his path.


Sholeh laughed, his wife is not very sensitive, if she is enjoying the beauty of the piggy bank in this orange twilight. He immediately increased the speed, before hearing his wife grumbling.


Sholeh pulled the motor over, when he arrived in front of the residence of the in-laws. They were ready to welcome him at the door. It was seen if they also missed this beloved daughter very much.


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