Loving Husband Interlude
57. The Awareness of Two Sejoli

The next day, Mala was ready to go home. He waited for Azam to pick him up, at this time bi Darsih did not wait for him because he was cleaning up the house and room in Mala.

So, she was only in the company of her brother Ridho. Ridho himself was agitated because he had been on the phone continuously by his secretary.

"Don't you want to go back to the office again?" ask Mala.

"Yes, there was a meeting with a new investor from Bali. Brother did not want to miss it, because the appointment met at three in the afternoon. It's three and a half hours, your husband hasn't come yet" Ridho said.

"Yes, I'm back at the office. Let me wait for Azam to pick me up." said Mala.

"But you're not sure you're picked up, he likes it sometimes" Ridho said.

"Udah bang, just go there. If Azam does not pick me up, I use a taxi, easy."

"The time to take a taxi, yes already now just take you home."

"How will Azam come here?"

"It's okay, he's busy as well" Ridho said.

"Ck, brother, don't be. If you want to go to the office, go there. Later on the phone again the same secretary" said Mala again.

Ridho gave a rude snort, he wanted to call Azam to quickly pick up Mala. Soon, his phone rang again.

"That's right. I'm gone, don't think about me bang. I'm fine." said Mala.

"Yes, brother is gone. You take good care of it." said Ridho.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Assalamu aleikum."

"Wa aleikum salam."

Ridho left, Mala took a deep breath. He sat down on his ward. Infusion hose has not been removed. Waiting for the nurse to come off according to administrative procedures.

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Najwa tidied up the kitchen furniture that was taken from the rented house yesterday. It just so happens that the house is over time. So it must be taken the items that are still left behind.

Arsyil and Najwa are busy cleaning the house, he also told people to paint the house of Mr. Marwan who now belongs to Arsyil.

"Assalamu aleikum."

"Wa aleikum salam."

The sound of greetings from outside made Najwa stop his activities cleaning the kitchen. He stepped towards the front door, and opened it.

"Waah, Sri ma'am. Please come in ma'am." said Najwa with a friendly smile.

"Yes, are you busy?" ask Sri ma'am.

"Again the kitchen, yesterday it was taken time is still in the rented it has not been brought, so again it is sorted in the kitchen." replied Najwa.

"Oh yeah, can you help?" ask Sri ma'am.

"It's done anyway, just keep the plates. What's wrong with Sri here?" ask Najwa.

"Well, maybe Najwa needs help, so I'm here. When it's done, it's nothing."

"Yes mom, it's done. Yesterday just finished in the paint, bang Arsyil who had done it all this morning."

"Yes, mom's home again."

"Lho. Rush ma'am?"

"Yes, oh yeah. I want to tell you, it's the vegetable in a moment harvest. The one two months ago was planted with Mr. Marwan" said Sri again.

"Yes, tomorrow at the harvest ma'am. And I will also ask Sri's mother for help to harvest the vegetables."

"Yes, ready. Then mom comes home again. Assalamu alaikum."

"Wa aleikum salam."

Ms Sri returned home after a short chat with Najwa. Najwa drove to the front door, and she saw her husband's motorbike entering the yard. Sri's mother greeted for a moment, and Arsyil smiled.

As she entered the house, Najwa kissed her husband's hand. Arsyil is happy, coming home from the printing press there is a welcome like before.

"So ma'am Sri, what do you want to do here, dek?" asked Arsyil to take off his backpack.

He took her into his room, followed by Arsyil. Arriving at the room, Najwa keeps the backpack in its original place.

Arsyil approached and hugged Najwa from behind. Kissing her cheek, her hand stroking Najwa's belly. Nahwa smiled she was very happy with such an atmosphere.

"The baby is just as adorable." said Arsyil in Najwa's ear.

"It's also a big bang" said Najwa.

The two hugged each other, kissed each other. A kiss that contains no passion. Just an expression of the heart enjoying the happiness of each other's feelings of love.

Arsyil took off his kiss, he looked gently at Najwa. Rubbed the face with his hand. Najwa smiled, she kissed Arsyil several times. Makes the man laugh because he is anxious with his wife's behavior.

"Kok brother so more love yes, adek more adorable" said Arsyil.

"Same bang." said Najwa.

"Yes the same?"

"Yes. Why?"

" Emm, what time is it?" arsyil asked still smiling.

"Emm, it's three o'clock. Oh yeah, why did you come home so fast? Why?" najwa asked in surprise.

"Abang always miss the same, want to go home quickly." replied Arsyil.

His hand was still stroking Najwa's cheek, peeping his lips again. Najwa closed his eyes, making Arsyil laugh even more.

"Huhah!"

"Why are you laughing anyway?" najwa said spoiled.

"It's more anxiety if it's so, so want to eat fat" said Arsyil.

"Are food junk?"

"Yes, brother's food every day, every time, every second" Arsyil said.

He began to kiss back gently, there was a sense of wanting to fondle his wife. He peeked at every inch of Najwa's face gently and quietly, Najwa again closed. They will now dive into the sweetness of a feeling that will express with passion.

Time slows down, giving way for the two lovebirds who are gulping down the sweetness of a fused love. Delivering the longing of the heart to touch each other with their own feelings.

Now they have switched on the bed, without removing anything from the appearance of his lips. But suddenly a voice from within the belly of Najwa and Arsyil simultaneously stopped the two.

The two of them took off their lips, looked at each other and laughed funnyly.

"Are you hungry?" ask Arsyil.

"Abang is also hungry" said Najwa.

"Huhah!"

Their laughter finally ended the intimacy that will soon gulp the sweetness of a romance.

"We eat together yuk, rather than stomach protest again" Arsyil said.

"Yes, I think this baby wants to eat. Because it was lunch had already eaten, really hungry again." said Najwa.

"Maybe he doesn't want his mother tired before the stomach" said Arsyil.

They got off the bed and stepped out of the room into the kitchen. Najwa had been cooking since noon, she prepared a meal for her and her husband.

"Don't eat at the press?" ask Najwa.

"Ngga, my brother's mind ran away. Kangen continues to be equally adept." replied Arsyil.

"Ish, you keep having to go to the printing house?"

"Yes no, just this time a brother kangen really equally adek. Want a phone adek, the phone runs out of battery. Forgot to bring the charger, yes you have come home" said Arsyil.

Najwa smiled as she sat in front of her husband. They both eat casually. Eat while chatting, making them more familiar and friendly.

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