My Cool Husband's
Women's Supplies

Early in the morning Mutia woke up, the girl was startled and noticed the surroundings, a very foreign place.

Again he watched his surroundings, his gaze falling on the man who was still sleeping on the bed.

Part by piece the events that happened last night appeared, the girl now realized if she was in her husband's house.

Mutia glanced at the clock on the wall already at five in the morning, the girl was preparing to get up and carry out her obligations, yet she was stunned, "Where did I find Mukena?" ask her in your heart.

Long time he was silent, several times also had time to steal a glance at the Emir, but it seems he had to give up, he was sure there was no equipment he wanted here.

"I'll just ask the maid" he said

Slowly Mutia went down, and she walked towards the kitchen. Empty, not even the servant had even woken up, the girl sighed.

"How is this?" ask her in the heart

Mutia went back to the room, she was surprised not to find her husband lying on the bed, "Where did he go?"

The sound of the door opening, the Emir exited the room, then opened the closet and took the prayer clothes.

Deg, man,

Pearl was surprised, he did not expect that this man, who was now in front of him, wanted to perform worship, wanted to face the owner of life.

"Eh, can I ask you something?' mutia asked doubtfully

"What?"

"Eh, not so" he said, canceling his intention to ask.

No longer speak Emir immediately perform prayer services at dawn.

Mutia was confused, wanted to join but hesitated because she did not use the face, did not run out of sense, she opened the closet to take a white cloth like bed sheet and wear it like a mukena and the girl prayed behind her husband.

The Emir was surprised when he turned to see the wife who was still sitting down and raised her hand, praying.

"Why is he using that? oh yeah, ducks don't make mukena for him."

Finish the man's prayer downstairs without saying anything. She asked my aunt to make tea for her.

"Have you bribed?" ask Hamidah's grandmother who just came out the door.

"Grandfather, it's about time to leave,"

"Remember, you have to be able to prove if you're worthy, one more if until I hear something's wrong in your marriage, then that legacy will fall into your Om's hands. You heard for yourself what your papa's will was, "You will receive all that treasure not to marry "

"Yes I know Grandma, but I'm married why grandma hasn't given me the full right to run our company,".

"Prove your ability and I'll give you everything you want".

Mutia came down in neat clothes, seven-Match jeans, a long-sleeved t-shirt not to forget a sweater added to the pretty appearance of the girl, her hair was deliberately let unravel.

"For grandma?"

"Morning, it's all done! where's your suitcase?"

"Shopper? I don't have a suitcase, and my clothes are still in my old house anyway, "

"No need to carry a suitcase, I'll buy her new clothes there."

"Tell you," said the grandmother

"We're leaving, Grandma, assalamualaikum."

"Waalalikum salam" replied Hamidah's grandmother.

The driver took their car away from the Emir's residence.

All the way to the airport no one spoke, all dissolved with their own thoughts.

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The taxi carrying them had arrived at a multi-storey building that was quite elite.

The Emir got off as well as Mutia, then the man walked over quickly, Mutia who followed from behind until half-run.

"Good morning sir" a young man had been waiting for them there and welcomed his arrival.

"Is everything going well while I'm gone?" the Emir asked the man, whose name he did not know.

"It's all going well, sir,"

"Good, I'm glad to hear that. Oh yeah, you'll buy some supplies and equipment for girls right now and take them to my apartment."

"Women's clothes and equipment? didn't you hear me wrong? is the boss getting married or is.."

Tak..

The emir snapped at his subordinate's head, "Do it now, why bother?"

"Oh yes sir"