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The sun returned its longing, the sky - the beautiful twilight sky accompanied by the sound of a melodious azan roaring and in the mosques, Muslims were preparing to perform the magrib prayer.

Latika getting ready - ready for prayer.

A few minutes later...

After finishing the Latika prayer help Bik Ipah prepare food.

In this house Latika most often communicates with Bik Ipah.

While preparing the food, Bik Ipah told Latika a lot about her, what does she like? He's not what asylum?

What habit?

And this is the most Bik Ipah taught to Latika, tetang be a good wife, and serve the husband.

Latika is like a course.

Course as wife.

Not long after the meal was ready, Afriadi was home.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Afriadi walked into his camp, changed his clothes in casual clothes.

"Wa'alaikumssalam..." Latika and Bik Ipah answered from the dining room.

"Look at it sir, Non."

When Bik Ipah touched 'Master' for a moment Latika's heart was beating fast, and he was even nervous.

"Non, okay... Nope."

"Ep... Yep... Yep... Okey... Okay.." - Okay..." Latika.

"Ready Non?."

"Ready Bik." Latika answered nervously.

"Do as the Bible teaches, yes... Nope."

"Slip, Bik." Latika submits jepol👍.

"Prepare for Non yes... Bibik call you first." Bik Ipah went to call Afriadi.

Latika took a deep breath, calming herself down. He is facing trial as a suspect.

"Haaaa... Relax Latika...

AAAA... It's not working, I'm still nervous..." Latika screamed in heart.

Bik Ipah has spoken to him.

From far away it seems clear

Afriadi and Bik Ipah walked towards the dining table.

"They're headed this way, and I-i-i--I-I-I-I, I'm still nervous. Slowly arrived.... Slowly arrived.... Slowly arrived....Slowly arrived.... Slowly until...."

Latika's heart was winnowing for her to be slow to get there, until her nervousness was gone.

Latika was free to winnow, if she had arrived and sat down. Bik Ipah passed near Latika, and patted her shoulder.

"The Spirit of Non..," whispered Bik Ipah.

"Latical spirit...

Surely can...

Do as Bik Ipah has taught...

Now reactivate. Just follow what I teach.

Ah... Do as I always do when I eat with my parents" Latika said in her heart.

In Latika's mind.

- Rice spoon.

- Give it to the man,

don't forget to wear a smile.

- Keep pouring the drinking water.

That's how...

Bik Ipah who was in the kitchen, gave a code telling Latika to serve Afriadi, as he taught.

Latika was still hesitant to do so she was too nervous, plus, Afriadi looked at Latika. Merajarela was already nervous.

Latika forgot what she had to do.

"Baaahh... Plate or glass...

Rice first or water, yes?," inner Latika was confused, her mind had been confused to forget all, even though it had been done every day.

His hand began to move ...

"It's..."

Tampa realized Latika's hand was giving a rice spoon to Afriadi.

Haduhh... Nervous effects.

Afriadi stared blankly at the rice spoon, his mind full of question marks, looking back at Latika, "What is still the grudge with my behavior earlier. I have to take it myself." Inward Afriadi said, not understanding the situation of Latika now how.

"Oh.... Yeah..." Afriadi took his rice spoon and scooped the rice himself, taking the side dish himself.

"Hiii... What I just did, Bik Ipah, please..." Latika subconsciously exclaimed in her heart, smiling widely at Bik Ipah.

"Sorry Bik," Latika said through her gaze.

Bik Ipah replied with a smile, and still told Latika to make her next move.

"Non... It'sit's okay. Not still learning"

A few minutes later, after finishing the meal, Latika helped Bik Ipah wash the dishes.

"Bik... I'm failing... The timing failed..," Latika said simultaneously with her hands working to rinse the dishes.

"It's okay Non,

No longer studying, if people learn it is so..," said Bik Ipah simultaneously with his hands that work washing dishes.

"So I was nervous Bik." Latika's eyes turned red to cry.

"No, nothing Non is ordinary. Don't be sad anymore, Nope."

Somehow Latika was sad when she failed to do that.

Now Latika wants to fill PR is still thinking about it.

"Baaahh... Why the hell," grumbled Latika. Stripped my legs repeatedly on the bed, "Ah... Yeah, why didn't I think about it... I'm looking for tutorials on youtube..."

Latika's hand started typing-type keyboard on her phone searching on google.

HOW TO BE A GOOD WIFE.

Not only on google he looked for it, he searched also on youtube.

Just reading for a while was bored.

Then he moved to youtube,

just opened youtube, there was only a barrier, had wanted to see the tutorial, even turned away with oppa movies.

"Ha... Oppa..."

Finally, the intention was not implemented, and PR was not done, because of the late oppa watching.

Finally it was not Latika who was watching, but her oppa who was watching Latika who was sleeping.