Mahligai Love Zeda Humaira Emerson
MC Zeda Humaira #141 - Sweet Time
The event that Arsyad prepared went very smoothly, everyone enjoyed the event even Micheal praised the idea of Arsyad quite brilliant.
And this morning, Arsyad who was probably exhausted was still asleep after waking up just for the morning prayers. Aira let him go and asked Via not to bother her father.
As well as Fahmi and the other restaurant employees, it seems like today they have to take a complete break after a day of bone slamming and squeezing sweat endlessly.
Just like Aira, Hulya did not bother her husband.
"Bi.." call Aira to bi Sri who is currently washing clothes, not long after Bi Sri came to run over to Aira who was sitting on the sofa. "Bi, don't run too many times. I'm not in a hurry," Aira said because her ART always comes running when she calls out to her.
"Hehe, what's up, ma'am?" Ask Ms. Sri.
"Please take care of baby Ali for a minute, yeah. I want to make pudding, usually Arsyad like pudding" said Aira.
"Well, I can do it, ma'am. Madam must also be tired," said Bi Sri.
"No, no." Aira moved from her seat. "Via, help Bi Sri take care of her baby sister, yes. Ummi wants to make a good pudding," said Aira who was directly influenced by Via.
Aira immediately made a pudding so that when Arsyad wakes up later, the pudding is ready to eat.
While in his room, Arsyad actually woke up when he felt the side of his bed and did not find Aira there. Arsyad immediately woke up and his two eyes that were still sleepy were now wide open. "Darling.." cried Arsyad like a child looking for his mother.
Arshad immediately got out of bed and then he went downstairs in a hurry. "Bi, where's Humaira?" Ask Arsyad to Bi Sri.
"In the kitchen, sir. What's up?" Bi Sri displayed her confused face as Arsyad looked anxious.
Arsyad hugged Aira very tightly, he drowned his face on Aira's neck and inhaled the sweet scent of the wife. "Mas, what's wrong?" Aira asked softly as she relaxed the unusual gurgle from Arsyad.
"I dreamt you left me," said Arsyad in a raucous voice, Aira frowned, then turned around after turning off the stove.
Aira cupped Arsyad's cheeks with her tiny hands, she stroked the cheeks of her husband, who was covered in fine feathers. With a gentle smile Aira said, "It was just a dream, Mas. Just a sleeping flower."
"I know, but my heart feels scared and anxious." Arsyad carried Aira's hand to his chest where his heart was pounding. "Can you feel it? I got deg degan." Aira was stunned to feel her husband's extremely fast heartbeat.
"You drink first, yeah." Aira said as she picked up the glass and Arsyad continued to stick to her. Now Aira handed the glass filled with water to her husband, helping him drink it. "Bismillah..."
"Is it better?" Aira asked after Arsyad drank three sips.
"Still anxious" whined the spoiled Arsyad while hugging his wife. Aira smiled wryly as it seemed that Arsyad took this opportunity to indulge in her. "Darling, what are you doing? I'm in the room, yeah."
"I'm making pudding again" Aira replied as she rubbed Arsyad's head, tidying up her messy hair. "You wait in front for a minute."
"No way, he wants it this way." Arsyad insisted and kept hugging Aira spoiledly. Aira did not forbid it, she finished her pudding with Arsyad still attached to her like a tuyul child. Until suddenly the voice of Via surprised the two.
"Pig..." Arsyad turned his head but he was reluctant to break away from his wife no matter Aira who tried to release Arsyad's embrace. "Kok Abi spoiled the same Ummi? Kan Abi has grown up," said Via confused.
"Again pampered, dear. Via temenin baby sister gih, don't let it cry," cast out Arsyad gently and innocently Via nodded in agreement.
"You are, there is-there is," murmured Aira while chuckling.