Married Mr. A
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The atmosphere of the new house was silent when Nuri's parents had returned home. For two days, Nuri felt very happy because, when he came home from college immediately welcomed by his mother.

For two days as well, Nuri was able to enjoy her mother's cooking. But now she is alone, waiting for the return of her husband.

After arriving at the house Nuri chose to immediately enter his room. Being inside a large quiet house made him feel very bored.

Taking a mobile phone, Nuri chose to greet the three Srikandis who had split up looking for a future in another city.

Ratna and Galih continue their studies outside the city, while Tika, the girl is very lucky to study at Al Azhar University, one of Nuri's dreams.

Nuri smiled faintly as Tika sent a photo of the beautiful Arabian peninsula.

Unlike the Galih and Ratna, although both are also separate cities, culinary photos are still one of the lure photos to Nuri.

^^^^^Ratna^^^^

^^[where is your best photo, Nuri ]^^

^^^Galih^^

^^[ Yes, where ]^^

Nuri breathed. For a long time he did not ignore his best moment since entering the world of college.

Without taking a headache Nuri sent a photo to Srikandi's group.

Instantly, the two super-poisoners were in disbelief. Could it be that Nuri was joking?

Obviously their ex teacher photos that look handsome adorn their phone screen.

^^^^^Galih^^^^^^

^^^[ seriously? not wrong to send? ]^^^

^^^Ratna^^

^^^[don't joke dong, Nur! ]^^^

^^^Tika^^

^^^[Kok I stink what is it 😀 ]^^^

The group that only consisted of four people was suddenly so crowded. Notification does not stop. It was as if Tika's words shook the other two residents who felt exorbitant coco.

Galih and Ratna ask Nuri for an explanation, but Nuri has no intention of retaliating, letting her two best friends sleep badly tonight. Nui smiled full of happiness, after successfully making the Srikandi group full of curiosity.

An hour later Ratna was back in the group.

^^^Ratna^^

^^^[Don't tell me you're in love with MR A? ]^^^

^^^Galih^^

^^^[watch for the stone ]^^

^^[don't hate love ]^^

^^^Ratna^^

^^^[Hate and love are thin ]^^

^^^[hate now, love tomorrow ]^^

^^[ hi, Nuri ]^^^

[don't tell me you're silent like Mr. A ]

^^^Galih^^

^^[ Nuriiiiiii ]^^

Nuri just chuckled in front of her laptop, without wanting to reply to messages in the group.

Doing the task alone made his mind deadlocked. Waiting for Agung who never returned home made Nuri a little frustrated.

Several times Nuri glanced at the clock on her phone already showed at three in the afternoon, it means Agung will be home soon.

Sure enough after the Ashar prayer, the roar of the car engine was heard stopping in the yard. Nuri immediately went down the stairs, warmly welcoming the arrival of her husband.

"Why?" Agung felt astonished, after kissing his palm, Nuri instead hugged him.

"Kangen aja." In just a few seconds, Nuri had released back.

Agung shook his head then smiled to see Nuri was so angry.

It turns out that being home alone is better. He and Nuri are free to make out in the house without anyone seeing them.

"Well eat?" tanya Agung after Ashar prayer.

Nuri. "Have you eaten cyan?" ask Nuri back.

"Today we were with Adam and Azam" replied the Great.

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Tonight Agung invites Nuri to enjoy the night atmosphere of the educational city. This time the goal is to Zero point, which he thinks must be visited with a partner in order to create romance.

"We ate at Lesehan ya, Mas," pinta Nuri when he was about to leave. Considering they haven't had dinner.

"Related," said Agung.

"Why? in Lesehan it is more shahdu know, in the restaurant where can directly use the hands and one more can not add." Nuri laughed

Agung just smiled, hearing the honest words from Nuri. It is rare for a woman to eat a lot without a spoon and fork. And, Nuri was one of the rare women Agung had met.

Leading to Malioboro street, Zero kilometer point there is the Palace of the Republic of Indonesia in the past during the Dutch colonial period and there is also a Vandebrug fortress that still stands there.

There are also 3 buildings that look magnificent, the Bank Indonesia building, the Post Office building and also the Bank Negara Indonesia building from the Dutch era.

Enjoying the atmosphere of the night by seeing street musicians hold a mini concert, Agung and Nuri drifted in the atmosphere of shahdu even though the cold was a little bone-chilling.

"Try Mas Agung to come here on Sunday night, 'kan nambahdu shahdu," said Nuri by blowing boiled corn in his hand.

"Why? any night remains the same atmosphere still shahdu kok," said Agung.

"Obviously, Mas, if an ordinary day can not be long tomorrow must go to college, if Sunday night will be free," said Nuri.

Agung just laughed, both of them were the same as blowing a boiled jangung that still feels hot.

Nuri looked at Agung with a hopeful look. This is how I feel happy, Mom. May you remain mine forever..

...How, have you ever been here?...

...who live around here would not be foreign to this place anymore. If the night is truly shahdu this place...

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Hey, where are your voices?

Stay post, though,

I wait until 11 pm, if the like exceeds yesterday, 12 hours I up again the story, if there is no change most² up tomorrow morning again.

Love flowers many² let Nuri and Agung beaming series. ❤❤