Mahila Arindra's.
After marriage.
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One week later, now the two are back in the sport with their respective activities. They even always go to work together, and Aksa will pick up when Hila's working hours have arrived.
Like tonight, the woman was sitting in the bus stop, waiting for someone to pick her up as usual.
"Old tumben!"His muttered with a slightly lowered gaze, staring at the small circular watch on his wrist.
Thirty minutes Hila waited for her husband, sitting alone in a hantel near the hotel where she worked with a slightly worried look on her face.
Hila's palms continued to rub her arms against each other, as her cold night breeze continued to gently sweep away Hila's skin which was only wrapped in a long-sleeved white shirt.
Hila sighed softly, then went back to reaching for her small bag to bring her phone back.
"Darling!"
Suddenly a familiar voice sounded.
Hila's gaze was puffed up, staring at the handsome face that was very in his longing and was now reviewing a thin smile.
"Why long?"Whiney Hila slowly with lips that are already pouting.
"I'm stuck to the badass baby, there's a collision until then the lightning becomes stopped for a moment."Clearly Aksa then grabbed Hila's hand.
"Have you eaten?"Ask Hila.
"Yet..Why buy something?"Aksa asked with a glance looking towards the right and left to then immediately cross the road.
"No, let's cook at home."Hila.
Aksa nodded her head, then opened the car door for Hila and immediately moved after her car door closed.
–Brugh..
The roar of the car engine was heard for a while, then drove slowly towards the journey home to the apartment where the two lived.
"By, is there a problem in the office?"Ask Hila.
"Nothing."Sahut Aksa tampa changing views.
Aksa turned her head, then smiled towards Hila before looking back at the street before her.
"No problem, just a lot of stuff coming in, so I had to monitor Irfan to record the data properly."Aksa said, with his left hand that had brought Hila's palm into his grip.
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After tens of minutes passed, Aksa and Hila were already in the apartment they were staying in.
Hila is seen walking towards the kitchen, with her already fresh state and her home-based drees.
"Honey we order, you must cape if you have to cook. Especially just getting home from work."Sergea Aksa while walking closer to Hila who was standing in front of the cooling cabinet.
"It's okay By, I'm a simple cook really."Hila Sahut.
Aksa shook his head, then immediately closed the refrigerator in front of his wife.
"We'll just buy it."Say it in a soft voice."I'm sorry that we haven't got a housekeeper yet."Aksa is back.
"I'm cooking too, I'm not cape ko By."Hila smiled."If it's an assistant, relax! I can still do everything, sometimes imperfect."
"We'll just buy it, I don't want you to capean."Aksa's great-grandson then brought Hila back to the living room and immediately sat down on the sofa.
"You can choose whatever you want to eat now."Aksa thrust her cell phone to Hila.
"Well, I'll save your money now!"Hila looked at Netra Aksa then smiled ignorantly while carrying Aksa's cellphone in front of her.
"My money will not run out!"Her voice is short.
...TBC.....
...So sorry guys if the story is not maxed out, the author again tries to be rich first again, update 1000 words/episode....
...Do not expect the quality of author typing as good as the authors who are very experienced, but the author always tries to make every episode flow and word placement better.....
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