My Husband My Hero
22.Ohhh... My Husband My Hero, Suddenly Sweet

Alisa tidied up the rest of the dinner and brought it to the kitchen. Today was long and exhausting for him. Supposedly, he did not have to shop because he had to do revisian.

"Al, make some coffee!" yelled Dika from the living room with the MacBook in front of him.

"Yes .." While washing dishes Alisa made coffee for Dika.

The kitchen is clean with the coffee ready. Alisa walked up to Dika with a cup of coffee ordered by Dika.

"Oh Allah, My Lady ... ! Why such a mess?" alisa yelled annoyed when she saw the shirt, jacket, on the sofa and the bag lying on the floor, not to mention the tv remote and the air conditioner remote. Really, the state of the middle chamber made his blood pressure spontaneously rise.

"What, Al? Don't be that hysterical!" Sahut Dika without looking at his wife who was picking up his goods with annoyance.

"O Allah." only that word came out of Alisa's mouth, so upset that it could not be expressed again. Even he just crouched down by hugging the item that was already on his back by holding his head and crying out in annoyance.

"Al... Why are you?" ask Dika without Sin.

Alisa instead pretended not to listen, she still expressed her regret. Until, Dika came to approach him.

"You, why?" dika asked curiously.

"Why, why? Look, Mas! Everything's a mess, not to mention your cigarette ash. I still haven't revised it. You even want to dirty the room." Amuk Alisa when Dika is in front of him. But the one who was scolded was even a sinless smile and scratching her nape made Alisa even more annoyed.

"Not so hysterical, Al!" timpal Dika with his leisure.

"I'm tired, Mom! You are not understanding at all." said Alisa still let out angry tears and stood with frown carrying Dika's dirty clothes into the basket.

"Yes, yes sorry! Where's... " Dika took her clothes from Alisa's hand.

"You go to sleep first, if you're sleepy!" dika's advice to stop nagging his wife.

"You're smoking that, yeah.don't be that dirty...."

"Remotnya too, it's not origin in geletakin!"

"The charge cable, too, don't come here! Dizziness I saw it!"

Cup....

Dika silences his wife's nagging by kissing Alisa's thin lips and gives ****** brief. Like being hypnotized, Alisa's body immediately pegged her heart beating faster due to shock with the reaction her husband did.

"Not to grumble!" said Dika who succeeded in making his wife silenced.

"Let me clean up!" dika continued to bring dirty clothes to the loundry room.

"What kind of person are you Mahardika Setya Praja. It sucks!" alisa half yelled in annoyance.

"Beauty, your dream husband!"

Ck...Alisa could only cluck to hear the voice of her husband. He still picked up the remote and mobile phone that was splashed just about to be placed near the tv rack.

"There rest!"

"What a break, I'm still doing revisions!" alisa said with a pouting face.

"Or, do I just do it?" seductive Dika made Alisa clench her fist

walk towards her and then towards the room.

Ten o'clock at night Dika entered the room. And it turns out Alisa was asleep with the laptop on and a few stacks of books in front of her.

"Basic!" gerutu Dika while moving his wife in bed. And then look at what Alisa's doing.

"It's almost done!" Dika looks back at the revisian in the draft of Alisa Thesis. And start justifying it on Alisa's laptop. However, the man who had attended two majors easily worked on Alisa's revision which stayed a little in the first chapter.

Alisa was shocked when she was already on top of the bed. His eyes were staring at the wall clock at four in the morning.

"Oh Allah .. I'm sorry, my revision is not done yet!" he murmured as he moved . But the burly arm that had been coiled around her stomach was holding Alisa's small body.

"Sleep again!" lirih Dika still closed his eyes.

"Mas I have to learn!" he said with the body can not be moved.

"Don't fight the husband!"  murmured Dika in Alisa's ear. The man even wrapped his legs and his face rubbed in the niche of his wife made Alisapun give up.

The alarm on Alisa's phone rang, making Dika blink her eyes and look at five in the morning. He woke up first before waking up his wife who was still asleep.

"l. Wake up! It's dawn." said Dika who only answered Alisa with deheman and eyes closed.

Remember the revisian made Alisa immediately head for the laptop and stack of books after a short dawn prayer.

"Ih .. who's right?" His frowning eyes focused alternately on the graffiti on the drafts and laptops. This time he was in disbelief.

"Yes, sich?" his murmur detailed the revisian that had been done well. This time his smile grew. When his eyes were fixed on the writing on a piece of paper.

Wages are tonight

"Mas Dika ..." Alisa ran out of the room looking for her husband. How happy he is at the moment.

The body that had sweat and hugged him tightly was full of excitement.

"Thank you! My husband my hero. You are so sweet!" alisa said with a tight hug back Dika.

"Don't just thank you. Nothing in this world is free."

"Later tonight, right?" alisa said by stretching her arms and raising her head to look at Dika who smiled meaningfully.

"Two rounds!"

"Ihh. What is extortion called."

"Your thesis is hard enough. If you're not a graduate in electrical engineering, you can't."

"Open Mas Dika a graduate in informatics engineering?"

"Hae, your husband has an IQ of 163. Awkward if take one title."

"Ihhh ..so proud!" Alisa pinched Dika's hard stomach and left her to go back to the room.

"Al, don't forget two rounds!" her screams made Alisa just shake her head.

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The face of Alisa sumpringah as she exited the lecturer's room. This time he can next chapter without having to go through a quite strange debate.

He could breathe a sigh of relief for this two-week gap. Alisa is still holding the draft thesis with the bag hanging on her left shoulder. Ah, he thinks he'll be waiting for Dika near the rector's yard. Oriental-faced woman with a simple look but gave the impression of elegant it passed through the lecturer room.

"Hae.." the soft voice made Alisa turn her head .

"Yes." replied Alisa a little surprised because Najwa called her.

"Aren't you Bang Dika's brother? We met at Aunt Lucy's, right?"tanya Najwa made Alisa smile stiffly and snuggled.

"Include me Najwa, I teach Islamic religious education here!"

"Alisa.. is still a student." replied Alisa.

"Tuitioned in this town?" continued Alisa.

"No, I graduated al-Azhar Cairo Egypt." They walked together until they finally arrived at a large class.

"I'm going to class first!"

"Yes." replied Alisa in a weakened voice. This time he returned to his life. Najwa. It was true what her husband said if she was a dream figure.

When he arrived at the front yard, his eyes were fixed on the man who was already on a sports bike with black glasses perched on his nose. The man who was now also looking at her inserted a sense of anxiety in Alisa's heart.

"Mas Dika. I gave my relationship and feelings to, Lord!" lirih Alisa was a little desperate as she walked over to Dika.

"It's over, right?" dika asked as Alisa was in front of him.

"Yes..."

Dika put a helmet on Alisa's head and they left the campus.

Motor sport that drove between the crowded road in the afternoon.

"Mas Dika, did you know that Najwa is in this town?" he muttered in his heart then he tightened his arms in Dika's stomach as if afraid of losing the man in front of him. Dika just glanced at Alisa's arm. He felt an unusual embrace.

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