My soul mate Mas Duda Jutek
Chapter 18

"Laper Mbak, what a spirit?" tanya Tio met her brother who filled one of the dining chairs.

"Yes, from noon I haven't eaten, my stomach is already wrapped around," he replied honestly. Because so busy preparing the event earlier, Nahla even completely forgot to fill her stomach. Lucky I did not faint because I suddenly became a wife. Although certainly still amazed and in disbelief, but yes and real facts. The status has changed over the past few decades.

"Your husband don't you eat with Nduk? Who knows, hungry too, it didn't seem to go to the banquet." Mother reminded him to watch his daughter eat alone.

"Eh, I forgot the Buk nawarin," Nahla replied stopping her chewing.

"Don't say you also forget that you've become someone's wife," Ibuk said was still busy. Some of the brothers went home because it was already night. There are only two people left who still have a warm conversation with the Father. He is still a close family member of my father.

"God does not forget Buk, and do not forget," answered Nahla to go to the room. Hanan was busy hanging his clothes.

"Mas, have you eaten yet? I'm eating, will you be together?" tawar Nahla approached her husband.

"No Deck, still full, want to go to the bathroom only," said the man then moved.

Both of them came out of the room. Hanan went back while Nahla finished her dinner. This time moved the position of occupying the middle space while carrying the plate.

"Eating Buk, I'm sure I haven't eaten either, right?" guess Nahla to pay attention to the busyness of Ibuk from noon, even morning more precisely. Because after being informed directly tancap gas looking for various purposes for the event. Conceivably, very troublesome and riweh, lucky times have been sophisticated. Can call here directly.

"Not eating rice, but already a lot of the chips were during the execution, so full," replied Mother while selonjoran. Looks like Mom's legs are starting to protest and get cremated.

"Just move the room Buk, must be tired, tomorrow Nahla invite Mbok Kartiyem to make a massage."

"Yes, Ibuk went to Nduk's first room," he said.

Nahla packed the dishes into the kitchen. Wash his hands, all clean his dirty dishes the rest of him.

"Not going to sleep? I'll go to the room first, okay?" hanan said suddenly behind his body. Spontaneous made Nahla shocked. Luckily the plate in his hand did not come off.

"Yes Mas, soon to come," replied Nahla suddenly deg degan.

After cleaning one plate that is deliberately overtime wash his hands. Suddenly Nahla thought that they would be roommates maybe even naked.

The girl opened the door slowly, looking at Hanan who directly led to her as soon as the door opened, why suddenly horror, when the man smiled.

Nahla smiled back thinly, approaching the closet pulling one of the pajamas from a neatly arranged fold. Then she went, but her husband stopped.

"Replace here Dek, I won't look," the man continued with a smile.

"Outside Mas, bentar, all you want to brush your teeth," said Nahla brought her clothes instead.

Of course Nahla doesn't have the guts to open up. Could run out tonight if deliberately change nearby. Uh, but by the way aren't they legitimate, so it's very possible that next time it needs to be guts tested.

After cleaning herself, brushing her teeth and everything, Nahla returned to the room with a different appearance. Pajama trousers with short tops, and an instant hijab that is quite comfortable for the night. The woman headed for her room slowly. Though it has been for a long time also tetiba arrived at the man's room has not slept either.

"Sleep Mas!" tegur Nahla while occupying the bed that has been filled Icha and the man of course.

"Yes," Hanan replied packing her phone.

Nahla is spread out on the right side, while Hanan occupies the left side of Icha. The little girl was in the middle.

"Dec, are you asleep? Why isn't the hijab removed?" tanya Hanan had not found her sleepiness.

Nahla who actually has not sailed to dreamland, silent does not respond. More precisely pretend to sleep while crashing. Afraid to talk a lot, especially invited to stay up all night.

Hanan slightly got up, peeking at his wife who looked crashing. The man smiled, slumped back in with a hug Icha. However, unexpectedly his hand dropped by to Nahla's hand. Focused on him, in one piece.

Nahla herself was silent without responding, though her heart and mind were suddenly out of sync. Though only touching hands why his heart was not calm.

"Due ... Gusti ... please .. sleep Na, sleep, tomorrow you go to school, remember that!"

Nahla pretends to be asleep until she is perfectly sound herself meeting with a dream.