My soul mate Mas Duda Jutek
Chapter 19

The next morning, Nahla woke up. He was a little surprised when he found a small child in his bed, immediately he realized that it was Icha who had now become his daughter. That woman didn't find Hanan there? Where is the man, is he up so early?

"What time is this?" the girl muttered that she grabbed her cell phone at the table.

It was morning, after dawn. He had just gotten out of bed when the door of his room opened. Hanan who entered the room, at once the woman and her husband stared at each other reflex.

"Just up?" hanan asked open the kopyah from his head, then put it on the table. Sit on the lip of the bed.

"Yes," she replied in awkward fashion. Looks like the man just prayed dawn, maybe worshippers at the mosque are just as old.

"I'm going first, I'm going to take a shower, you usually do it in the morning?"

"Well, how's what?"

"Yes, coffee or tea or whatever, later Nahla makein," he tried to offer.

"Owh .. coffee may be, tea may be, milk may be, too" he answered, looking at Nahla with a smile. Nahla herself even groggy fan immediately fled.

"Eh, astaghfirullah ...!" Intentions to go out for a bath instead of carrying a towel and change, really not a solution.

The woman went back to her room, opened her wardrobe. Take a uniform style for today. Hanan became a loyal observer.

"Dek, later go home to school yes," said the man interrupted.

"Usually also go straight home to Mas," Nahla replied casually.

"My house means, our house is more precisely," the man explained.

"God willing, I'll be home a little late as usual" Nahla told reporters.

The woman immediately took a change of clothes and her towel. Back to the room still with his head wrapped in a towel.

"Udah? I also want to take a shower, but later at home anyway," said the man a little bothered if here. It's nothing, he didn't bring a change either.

"Yes Mas, if you want to take a shower later I have a loan Tio again, uh yes that coffee is ready in the middle room," said Nahla immediately closed the door as soon as Hanan came out.

Nahla opened the towel, deliberately drying first with a hairdryer to dry quickly. Polishing her face with simple makeup but quite confident. Just formed the towel to make it look neat.

"Icha not awake yet?"

"Eh, Mas, just ngagetin. Aww ...," hiss Nahla complained, lack of focus plus a little surprised to make his needle prick hand.

"Why?" Hanan came closer because of worry.

No pa-pa Mas, you don't whisk around, there first," Nahla was obviously embarrassed to be stared at so close. The man leaned over the table while watching his wife.

"No pa-pa, good times need help," he said as he moved.pity also early in the morning has made salting children people.

Nahla is done, lucky he is not late to wake up when last night he could not sleep until pretending to sleep.What because of the effects of Mas bojo so difficult to sleepy.

"Icha Forth!" greet the woman saw Icha awake.

"Morning," Icha replied instantly smilingly looking at Nahla nearby.

"Dear, it's off tomorrow. Icha want to walk?"

"You, Ma, Icha will tell papa."

"Where's Papa?"

"There's outside, let's get out!" take Nahla to lead her daughter.

It looks like the family is gathered together in the middle room. Icha approached her father, while Nahla went to the kitchen to help her mother.

"It's clean so Nduk do not have to stay manasi doang, then even dirty to the kitchen gini!" forbid Mom to see her tidy daughter.

"Yes Buk, Nahla help prepare the plate." Nahla takes the plate in the shelf continuously, preparing it at the dining table. While waiting to heat up the meat stew.

"Sir, Mas, the breakfast is ready," Nahla said.

"Icha don't want to eat" the little girl replied with no taste.

"Icha what do you want for breakfast? Let me buy it."

"No need to Deck, later all the way," said Hanan not to be too troublesome.

All ate solemnly unless Icha who was busy herself played her clothes.

After breakfast, Hanan and Icha immediately leave, followed by Nahla who all go to school.

"Nobody sitting in front of this, I feel like a driver if gini."

"Icha want to go ahead with papa."

"Mama, yes" he said very clever.

Nahla also occupies the seat next to the steering wheel. While Icha is busy playing her princes left in the car.

"What time will I come home? I'll pick you up!" he said he didn't want to be denied.

"Yes, but not Mas ngantor?" ask the woman to remind

"Today's work from home, you'll pick you up later" Hanan replied still taking time off. The automotive businessman and the car showroom deliberately took the time to invite Nahla to move.

"I left first huh, drug Icha, mama left first huh?"

The woman turned her body around to face Icha, the little girl who had slapped the back of her mother's hand.

"Depart Mas" said Nahla, extending her hand. Unexpectedly Hanan returned an affectionate kiss on his forehead.

Suddenly Nahla was silent, like there was a sense of warmth that was still left behind, making the heart and heart not safe. This is the second time after halal, and in the same place.

"Udah, Dek, how dumb? Want to add? Or try somewhere else?" seloroh Hanan smiled.

"Gee!" Instantly Nahla went down with her cheeks heated up. Basis Mas bojo likes to make salting and fail to focus.