MIRACLE MIRACLE MIRROR
SEVENTIETH-FOURTH EPISODE

"Hik hiks... Aliie! I had a scary dream! Hik hicks..."

"It's okay, honey! Its alright. It was just a dream. Be calm. There's me, there's your husband here! Cup cup cup. Relax, huh?"

Ali continued to give Laila a hug so that his wife was calm again.

Ali gives Laila a glass of mineral water that has been opened the plastic seal of the cover.

Gleg gleg.

Laila gulped it down even to the point that it was left unnoticed.

"Come on, change your clothes first, La. Wet all. Afraid to catch a cold."

Ali helps Laila unbutton his wife's one-set nightgown.

Jakunnya down.

He has not been accustomed to seeing the beauty of the world's paradise that is halal to enjoy.

His eyes blinked occasionally. Ali even held his breath. Especially when his eyes are focused on two dense mounds belonging to Laila that spur adrenaline back to remember the times of hot struggle.

Laila looked resigned when Ali stripped her underwear one by one.

"The floor is also wet. Change too, huh?" ali said with a trembling voice.

The rain outside was still so heavy, even though the lightning and lightning were slowly disappearing and the atmosphere was no longer as gripping as before.

Laila nodded.

He opened the braya hook until...

Red blushed Ali's face that bowed embarrassed.

Laila was still in shock, until silence did not tempt Ali with words as usual.

Ali also still maintained his sanity to not play around like a baby who wants to drink milk.

Ali sped up her movements wearing Laila another dry shirt.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Laila has changed clothes.

"Eat, yuk? We tremble. Must not have eaten. Yes khan?" guess Ali made Laila nod her head realizing that her trembling was due to starvation.

Ali led his wife to walk outside the room.

"My head hurts," said Laila slowly as she rubbed her upper head. Ali choked on his own saliva.

"Ma_sorry. Just as I carried you out of the bathroom, your head was sucked against the wall because of the narrow kitchen alley and I was having trouble carrying it alone."

"Thank you, huh? You helped me out, Li!"

"Pst... I'm your husband. This is us, a couple. We need to help each other and take care of each other. I'm sorry, I left you long enough to worship at the mosque. I want Istiqomah diligently pray five times starting from now."

Laila's wriggling in Ali's arm. His chest stuck to the chewy made Ali swallow his saliva back.

"Eat first. You were starving until you fainted, just now."

"Bi_can be. Until I seem to come back to life in the good old days."

Ali gasp. Chests rumbling. Grateful to have secured the magic mirror that had just brought Laila into the realm of life in another world.

Ali feeds Laila.

He's hungry too. But Laila needs her help more.

"You eat too."

Unknowingly Laila was crying. Her tears could not stop.

"Cup cup cup. Already, already. Don't cry on. Shame on people, later. That's why I did the KDRT. Don't cry, Yang!"

"Hik hiks... Thank you for making me your wife, Ali!"

"I should be thanking you. You want to marry me who is poor and has nothing. Even I can't give you dowry like a groom in general."

Laila rubbed Ali's cheek gently.

"Don't leave me, will you?"

Ali nodded. Smile expands. His fingers again thrust a spoon filled with cheap Padang rice for ten thousand sepsi.

"You eat too, my husband!"

"Yes, wife!"

Ali smiled shyly.

He used to be amused to hear the friendly alay couples out of bounds. Suppose he had courage, he would have cried out and said, "Hey bro! This world does not belong to both of us. Don't assume we're contracted, there's no right. Plis deh, keep our feelings these singles ngenes! Ck! Pleasant cuddling makes the ears itch!"

Like a couple of alay who are so badly bruised call my Husband - My Wife. But now Ali became the direct culprit.

"Why, Yang?" tanya Laila saw Ali mesem-mesem himself.

"Hehehe...! It's nothing, Yang!"

"Yes, my advice is up. Now you eat, huh? Replace me for bribe."

"Ga. You're still limp from just waking up from fainting. You sleep here on my lap. I ate while rubbing your back."

"Just eat, can you just fall asleep?" laila asked with a big smile.

"This time it's an exception. Ordinary days, can't be like that. His name is the carving. Hehe..."

Laila laughed a little.

He shook his body and laid his head on Ali's lap.

There was a strange gland that made the hearts of the two warm up even though someone woke up in their midst.

The desire to make love. Ali was trying to suppress desire. Because in front of him there is a plate of rice that he must respect.

Ali ate fast and fast.

His hungry stomach slowly became full.

While Laila was sound asleep on her lap which slowly began to be comfortable and no longer turbulent as at the beginning.

Ali's hand gently rubbed Laila's long hair.

"Laila. Although the circumstances do not match your expectations, happy inner birth, prosperous sentosa, prosperous." Ali said with all his heart.

There is sadness but also happiness. Finally he can have a companion, not just a girlfriend but a wife. It seems to be faithful until the end.

Because every time I say, Laila always says the same thing. He asked Ali not to leave him.

How could I leave you, Laila! Foolish man if I did that. Marrying a girl as beautiful and sexy as you without capital except for the capital of this magic wand, today it feels impossible. Although I also often think of Keti, but that's because I always have a connection in every life that I've ever passed every entrance of the portal passage of the galaxy system of Life and through a magic mirror. It's not really because of my perverted brain and my wild desire.

Ali took a breath.

Tea water that has been cold into a delicious dinner cover because there is Laila.

The hope, may their household life is cool without any problems that come shaking.

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