
It has been 1 week where Ali admitted his identity to his wife and today he and his wife are going to his Grandpa's house.
Early in the morning Ali had shaken his head when he saw his wife continued to change the robe and hijab, what else after that his clothes were thrown on the bed to make him sigh many times.
"Jamila, we want to go to Mas's family not to perform on stage."
"Even this is scarier than performing on stage."
Kinanti answered the words from her husband with both hands still busy looking for the games she had bought 1 week ago after her husband said he would introduce her to Grandpa and Grandma.
Even for 1 week Kinanti always saw the tattoo wearing a hijab so that she was not always helped by her husband, indeed when helped to wear the hijab by her husband according to him impressed romantic, but she did not want to burden her husband.
Her husband has a lot of work, from the Alfero Apartment and Alfero Group who always see the development and others. Not to mention having to study the files in the Alfero Isabel Group, obviously her husband must be troubled even though his face always looks relaxed.
"You are already beautiful Jamila, and the woman of Sholehah will only address her beauty to the man who has been legally her makhrom."
"The annoying mas turns out, when Jamila is busy again, Mas delicately advised Jamila!"
Ali immediately stood up from his seat, he immediately hugged his wife from behind, then immediately kissed his right cheek and left cheek.
"Mas don't be weird."
Kinanti felt very amused as her husband's kiss turned to her neck until the mint scent of her husband's breath hit her sense of smell.
"It's tired of seeing Jamila."
"Why stop? I do not refuse if Mas Ali continues to kiss me, what else early in the morning my passion is very big." Inner Kinanti
Actually Kinanti did not understand why every kissed by her husband her passion increased.
What else Kinanti is not a perverted woman, when with Aska she does not have passion even though only kissing, but with her husband she never gets bored when her husband kisses her.
Even Kinanti often wished that time could stop when her husband was fond of her.
"Where else would you like to take Jamila? Poor auntie's gonna have to take care of Jamila's clothes like a broken ship."
"But Jamila confused Mas."
"It's pretty Jamila too."
"Mas, please let go of his embrace later my woman's soul thrashed."
Notya answered Kinanti even spoke other things because her husband's breath made her brain always think perverted.
"What if Jamila's soul is struggling?"
Ali really did not understand the words of his wife.
"That's a child, how do you understand."
"Starting early in the morning has made mas sprain, always say small children, small children, and small children. Even though Mas was a child, Mas was able to make Jamila contain Mas seeds."
After saying that Ali went straight out of his room, he was confused by his wife who always thought he was a child.
Ali immediately took the bottled water in the refrigerator, then he immediately drank it until it was not left, he heaved a heavy sigh many times.
"What different age should it be a barrier to our marriage? I am not a child, I have taken care of everything myself, I have always been an adult, but it still feels futile, Kinanti still never considered me a full husband. Astagfrullah Ali, why do you have seudzon?"
"Am I able to maintain my household that continues to make no progress? I already loved her very much, already expressing my feelings back then, but still could not move Kinanti's little heart. Again Kinanti always thought I was a child and a child." Ali's inner
While Kinanti was still busy looking for a game while sneering.
"Why should you be angry at saying a child, isn't it a child? The proof when I've moaned Mas Ali did not understand, then immediately apologized, not continued, but said the little boy was angry, indeed the pact that Mas Ali was a child."
Kinanti in the room continued to nag because her husband was already angry early in the morning. Kinanti continued to nag while continuing to choose the game until the contents of the closet were exhausted.
But her husband still had not returned to the room, usually her husband was only advising her, but this time it seemed like her husband was really angry.
Looking straight out of the room, looking for her husband, she saw him leaning on the dining table with his eyes staring blankly out the window and his right hand squeezing the empty water bottle.
Kinanti gulped her saliva very roughly, it seemed like this time her husband was indeed really angry, clearly visible hand of her husband who was squeezing a bottle.
"Is Mas Ali angry because I told him Mas Ali was a child?" inner Kinanti
"Mas."
Kinanti called her husband very quietly while walking towards her husband.
"Hhhhhhhh."
Ali answered his wife's call while still staring straight, until suddenly his phone shook.
Dret... Dret...
Ali reached into his cell phone, he sighed harshly when the name listed there was his father. Ali immediately sneered a phone call from his father, he was not wanting to argue.
Dret... Dret...
Ali's phone vibrated for the second time after it was in rijek, making him decide to pick up his phone connection, then immediately melodspeker, his phone he put on the table.
"Assalamualaikum Ali."
Ali frowned for a while, when he heard his father say greetings first, usually he who always said greetings first to his father.
"Wa'alaikumsalam."
"You're not at work, son? I want to talk to you."
Ali who heard a soft voice from his father made him frown again, already 1 week his father just kept calling him.
"What's wrong? Can't you find a guy named Morgan and want to ask me directly? If you really want to ask me about that, just keep your question, because I will never answer a question from you!"
Ali already knew that his father 1 week is intensively looking for the name Morgan and has come in all places he went to school to know who Morgan, Morgan, not only that his father also came to the boarding school just to ask about him because he knew from his personal assistant last night.
"You still mad at me, son? Dad's sorry. You want to add Father's name to your name again, and then we'll stay home together."
"Are you taking the wrong medication? For 1 week you always say sorry and ask me to stay together. Don't you think I'm just a stranger to you? Never again, you don't call me, even if you kiss my feet too, I will never forgive you and will never think of you as Dad!"
Not that Ali did not want to learn to forgive, he knew that God alone was forgiving, but his disappointment was greater to defeat his humanity.
"One more time I'm sorry."