Marrying My Sister-in-law Candidate
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"Waaahh. It is not wrong if you are called the dream son-in-law," praised Haidar for moment bribing Aisyah's cooking into his mouth.

The man had become addicted to Aisyah's cooking. His mouth would not stop chewing when he had eaten his wife's cooking.

Of course Aisyah who was scooping rice to her plate also became blushed when she heard the sentence of praise from Haidar who was always able to make her soar.— felt appreciated by each partner to be a pride for each wife especially if the business is filling the stomach.

Perhaps for Aisyah, she had succeeded in pleasing Haidar through her cooking, but not in other matters, namely pleasing her husband in the form of service in bed.

All this time Aisyah was really still fakir about that intimate affair.

He always felt embarrassed when talking about such a sensitive issue to Haidar.

Once he asked Haidar about his service in bed. But not only the answer that Haidar gave but practice in place directly.

Ah, Aisyah even wanted to laugh when she remembered that.

"Darling..."

Aisyah's daydreams became scum because of Haidar's call.

"L-yes..." The woman nodded for a moment then asked,

"what's wrong?"

"That's you seriously eating that?" Haidar pressed his chin towards the plate that was in front of Aisyah.

Aisyah looked at her plate then...

"Astaghfiullah!" He then chuckled because the plate was full of rice. "I'm not conscious." Aisyah put half the rice back in place.

"At the dinner table can't daydream, you know? Let alone daydreaming of strange things," said Haidar while holding back laughter. He was happy to tease Aisyah.

Aisyah's face instantly heated up accompanied by a reddish tinge on her white cheek.

"I-I'm not daydreaming, okay? Why try, I daydream?" elak the woman, but her behavior really makes Haidar feel anxious.

"Eh, who said you daydream? I'm just saying, if at the dinner table you can't daydream. That's aja. Why do you feel like I'm killing you, hem?" he said while raising his eyebrows.

The look in her eyes seemed to imply something else to Aisyah, who had suddenly made her chest flutter uncontrollably.

"Ish, you are, yes! Now I like my temptations. Sebel!" Aisyah pinched Haidar's stomach which was even whiny.

It is already right with this one Haidar behavior.

Haidar was even more chuckling.

"Yes-yes, sorry." Haidar wiped his mouth with a tissue and downed the white water on the table. "You're funny if I'm tempted. His face is so pink." His hand stuck out pinching the jubilant cheeks of Aisyah who still looked annoyed.

Aisha poked her lips.

"Shelf, ah! You like it now. I'm gonna eat first." He began to put the first feed into his mouth with a sour face.

Slowly Haidar pulled the Aisyah plate and took over the spoon in his wife's hand.

"Here I bribe." With painstakingly Haidar fed Aisyah.

"Eh, no need. You, 'will eat again, '" refused Aisyah .

"I'm done," said Haidar who now returned to feed a second bribe into Aisha's mouth.

"Have you finished eating?"

Haidar nodded.

"Udah,"

"Udah full?" Aisyah's eyeballs scoured the plate that had been empty—clean unscathed.

"Udah" replied Haidar umpteenth time.

Aisyah. She chewed food from her husband's hand.

This kind of atmosphere is what Aisyah dreamed of, when it was still the process of ta'aruf with Haikal. Look at the small things, for example yes as it is today.

The nature of Haidar is no less mature than the nature of Haikal. Both have their own ways of pleasing her heart.

Haidar and Haikal were very well educated by his brother and uminya. They really appreciate a woman. Yes, even though their marriage in the beginning is not as beautiful as hope.

But Aisyah felt grateful, because Haidar wanted to change his attitude and nature. Not just for the sake of carrying out the trust of the brother. But because of the love that slowly grew in his heart.

"Done." Haidar put the spoon onto an empty plate. He had just sucked the last mouthful into Aisyah's mouth.

"Thank you, yeah. You even become my mistress," said Aisyah sincerely.

"Yes, my beautiful wife. What the hell, that's not for you," Haidar thrust a glass of water at Aisyah. "Drink first."

Haidar shifted the glass from before Aisyah, then asked, asking,

"Udah full?"

"Udah" said Aisha. "Emang why?" tanyanya. Aisyah still looks ordinary, even though Haidar's movements have hinted at something.

Haidar got up from his chair, bowed slightly and whispered in Aisha's ear.

"You're already full let's go bobok," Haidar straightened his body with a meaningful grin that instantly made Aisyah's hair bristle.

Aisyah bought with her mouth agape and a split second later her body was already floating in the air.

"Dear!" the woman who was now wearing blue sleeping pajamas was surprised because Haidar had brought her into a sling. "Me-mejanya, 'is not done yet," Aisyah's speech began to falter because of nervousness.

Haidar's eyes had turned soft and foggy, making Aisyah's heart pump faster.

Haidar then replied with a voice that sounded raucous while carrying the tiny body of Aisyah who was in the sling towards the upper room.

"That deal can be done tomorrow, honey. There's another business that can't be delayed until tomorrow."

Aisyah Sontak swallowed her saliva. Haidar's words were completely different from usual. Due to the extreme embarrassment, Aisyah slowly put her hand on Haidar's neck and drowned her face on her husband's shoulder.

'Heydar is why? Did I feed him wrong? Suddenly she turned strange like this.' Inner Aisyah wondered with Haidar's uncharacteristic attitude.

The man suddenly became a man who impressed na-kal and...

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Haidar carried Aisha's tiny body over the contest carefully. He began to push his palm to the side of Aisyah's face gently.

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SYNOPSIS: THE SWEETEST SIN WITH MY DISCIPLE

Alya was forced to become a private tutor in order to survive. In fact, she had a well-established husband and was quite well-known. Unfortunately, Galih was a stingy and calculating man.

Then inevitably Alya must find extra money for daily expenses. Because his love for Galih is so great, Alya is willing to do that.

However, one day Alya was reunited with Marcell who incidentally was his guidance student. The most rancid guy and Omesh (a perverted brain) that Alya knows.

Marcel is younger than Alya.

Alya is 27 years old and Marcell is 22. Pretty far away, right(?)

However, the age difference did not make Marcel retreat. He blatantly said that he liked Alya who was said to be very sexy and seductive.

Once Marcel bluntly told Alya that he wanted to be Alya's husband.

Alya~

"You are still a child, you better learn diligently so that you pass. Don't take care of my life. Yea!"

Marcel~

I was a kid, but I had big goals,"

Alya~

"What do you want your dreams to be? The boy!"

Marcel~

"I want to be your husband,"

Alya~

"Bas based on a fat boy! Somplak!"

Will Alya's heart be strong to resist the temptation that Marcel continues to give?

On one hand Alya has to defend her household with Galih who turns out to be a big liar.

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