NAUGHTY WIFE GUS HANDSOME
Mosques

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Gus Irham looked at his wife in amazement. Didn't she expect Alira to eat in a place like this? Because the food was already wrapped Gus Irham was forced to invite Alira to eat at the stall on the side of the road, he had borrowed two dishes for himself and Alira.

Maybe because it was too hungry or indeed it was common Alira to eat greedily without caring about the surroundings.

"Alhamdulillah," said Alira then wipe her lips using the tip of the hijab.

"Eh, what are you doing?" gus Irham asked in surprise.

"Rap."

"Just here." Gus Irham stretched out his arm. Alira just looked at him in wonder.

"What's it made, Gus?"

"She wants a rag, it's on my shirt!"

Alira blinked her eyes. Her husband is eating wrong what the hell why suddenly so sweet like this.

Alira raised her right hand and placed it on her husband's forehead. "Not hot. You sick, Gus?"

Gus Irham clucked. "No, I'm fine. Have a patch of your lips!" Gus Irham brought his arm closer. Alira palah was more astonished.

"Why is silence saying he needs a lap?"

"But then the clothes are dirty, Gus." Alira really can not understand the attitude of Gus Irham at this time. It was angry now attention is this, strange.

"It's okay to look forward to being washed when you get home instead of your dirty hijab?"

With a forced finally Alira wiped her lips on her husband's arm, the scent of perfume that smelled his nose. Perfumed and Alira really liked it. Suddenly the heart raced very fast, pounding like it was going to get out of place.

'Why did I become a gini? Uh, heart! Can you not diem the lu? Brisik knows!' inner Alira cursing. He does not understand what he is feeling right now is it love or just touched?

After they were full, they continued their journey to the cottage. Things got really awkward and the two of them just kept quiet without a word. Sometimes they look at each other and smile at each other. Alira again cursed her heart that still could not calm down like there was a Blak Pink concert there.

Because almost maghrib finally they decided to stop at a mosque near the road to pray. After the azan and iqomat a black-feced man whispered to the man he was sitting in the row right next to Gus Irham.

"Sir Kyai can't fret, he's suddenly sick."

"Oh, how's this?" said the Fathers who founded the closest to Gus Irham.

"Judgesengan yang jd imam."

"Well, how am I? Don'tdon't. I don't deserve it yet."

The man who was whispering earlier glanced at Gus Irham. "What if he's all right? I think he's a lodger."

And after being forced finally Gus Irham to pray Maghrib in the same. Some were surprised because his voice was different, still young, clear, loud and his voice was very melodious.

After praying they were curious who became the priest, especially women. They peeked out of the cloth used as a barrier between men and women.

"Yu Lasmi, delo'en. Masya Allah dream husband, handsome wes wonge, good voice, sholeh again. Try I'm not married for sure she ...,"

"Yu Yu's room, Yu. Mbok ngaca, bojone sampean meh in duko ngendi?" Cibir.

Alira who was behind him just smiled. Yes, she admitted that her husband was handsome, his voice was melodious and also sholeh. Should she be grateful to have a husband like Gus Irham? Ah, I don't know. What is clear for now is that he does not yet know about his feelings for his chosen man.

"You sleepy?" gus Irham asked as they were walking towards the car. Alira has always been yawning.

"Slightly," Alira replied and then yawned again. The habit of being full Alira must be sleepy.

Gus Irham opened the car door for Alira and let her in. Alira was so honored to be treated so sweetly by her husband.

"Well, he's got a wife whose wife is beautiful again."

"Ck, tsk, tsk, Yuu. Eling Kang Darto mbok kowe kapa'no?"

"Dispose to the sea."

Gus Irham also Alira turned to the two women who stood not far from them. Gus Irham just shook his head while Alira turned her lips. She did not want her husband to be fought over by people.

Gus Irham then got into the car and immediately started the engine, slowly but surely the four-wheeled vehicle began to move away from the mosque courtyard.

Alira is still the same as before, manyun. His heart was very hot considering the praise of the two women in the mosque earlier.

"Al, why did you keep quiet from now on? Still sleepy, if you just sleep later when I wake up?"

Alira only shook her head in response, lazily making a sound.

"Or are you still hungry?" ask Gus Irham again. Alira shook her head again making the man who was driving confused. Why women's moods change so easily.

"Oh, you're a chemb ...,"

"I don't like those women to praise you, Gus. upst," upset Alira then quickly shut her mouth.

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