Married Mr. A
Millable
...As difficult as life...
...if we can still be grateful...
...Our lives will feel more...
...Happy, even in a simple way...
Happy Reading's...
After a long game night, Nuri and Agung had opened their eyes again when they heard the call of the Adhan reverberating. The two immediately rushed towards the bathroom, damn both of them woke up late.
"It's all because of you, Mom!" gerutu Nuri's.
"Lho who am I? You're enjoying" Great protest.
The two now shower together. Just a shower with nothing else because, they have to catch up with their dawn. If only time was still long, Agung would not waste the opportunity that was already in front of his eyes.
"Mas, I have a morning lecture today, what about the kids?" asked Nuri as she folded her alphabet.
"Mbak Inah and Mr. Mun today have returned here" said Agung.
Nuri breathed a sigh of relief. Grateful if Mbak Inah has returned to his home, it means he does not do homework anymore. Maybe because all this time the homework on other people makes him lazy, except cooking.
Because the child and her husband prefer cooking instead of cooking mbak Inah.
"Thank God" said Nuri.
The two immediately went down the stairs. Nuri walked into the kitchen, while Agung immediately went to the bathroom below. Bring a pile of dirty clothes and put them in the washing machine.
No need to feel prestige when helping the wife. Because with his hands down a husband will make a wife's heart touched, even if it's just a small thing. A harmonious household is not always about abundant money or a luxurious vacation but, with a little care and understanding will make the household feel more than harmonious.
O Allah, forgive the Great mind when it comes to drying its laundry.
After being ready to sunbathe, Agung approached Nuri who was washing the old utensils he fought on the stove.
Hugged Nuri deeper while dipping her hair. Yes, this time Nuri was not wearing her hijab. Her long hair was just like that.
"What the hell, get out there!" expel Nuri.
"Ai," she said.
"Mas Agung never rained on the tabok using a skillet?" sindir Nuri's.
Instantly Agung quickly let go of his embrace.
"That's a hell of a thing, Ai. It's still morning!" uttered Agung.
Nuri sighed in annoyance. I don't know what her husband wants, but last night he has served twice as much as he usually gives.
"Dad." The king still hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?" Nuri turned her body, looking at Agung who was having trouble speaking.
"Anu. the wrapper was damaged by the washing machine's grind." Agung hesitantly pointed at Nuri's chest.
"Huh? how can?" The Tone of the Tone of the Tone rises.
After all, breakfast has not been eaten raw raw, Inner Great.
Nuri walked to the back, looking at the clothes that had been dried by her husband. At the sight of the sun-soaked clothes, Nuri slightly held back her laughter.
The truth is, how to sunbathe the up and down and the location scattered makes Nuri shake her head.
"Lho Mas, how did it all crumble?" Nuri took some of the cover objects of his privacy that was not due to its shape.
"If this doesn't have to go into the machine, Mom! It will be my loss. Look there's five lo seeds," Nuri bursts.
"Yes, sorry. Later in the day I change one kodi. What size?"
This morning Agung escorted his son first before taking Nuri to campus.
During the trip the faces of his two children look more cheerful.
Brayan is looking forward to telling Ardan that his mom and dad will also make a baby sister like his sister Ardan.
"Remember not being naughty! You guys go home to pick up the same Mun sir. So, before Mr. Mun invites you not to leave the school," Agung's message on both anknya.
The two boys just nodded. Before going down the two sat in the hands of Agung and Nuri and got a kiss on the heads of the two of them.
"By... Mamma... Da Papa," cried the two.