NAUGHTY WIFE GUS HANDSOME
Meet Asya

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Gus Irham had heard the same sentence twice from his wife and he was sure if this time Alira called the word 'girlfriend' not 'fence' like yesterday because they were in the car.

He then confirmed his sitting position facing Alira looking at him questioningly.

"Say! What do you mean you're accusing me of having a boyfriend and on what basis are you accusing me? Don't dodge because there's no fence here?!" Firm and full of emphasis.

While getting an unusual look from her husband Alira strangled the fog herself, but the accusation she gave was not without Reason. He saw for himself Gus Irham very fondly rubbed the woman's head they also ate together while laughing, if not a girlfriend then what's her name?

Alira blinked her eyes because she was confused to answer what?

"Why, not answered?"

Alira turned to the back seat which was then followed by Gus Irham. It seems they forgot that there was Nurul who had been with them since.

"Okay, we'll talk later at home." Gus Irham returned to his original position and prepared to return the vehicle.

Alira heaved a sigh of relief, she indeed needed time to compose the right sentence to ask about what she saw at that time.

"Now tell me what you meant?"

Just closed the door of the room, Gus Irham had poked him with his question, it seemed that the man was already impatient to know immediately why Alira could say so?

Alira, who was about to remove her Instagram hijab, turned her body to face her husband. Gus Irham's face was staring at him.

"I've seen you eat with a hijab woman in front of a hospital" Alira said with a sad face. Her husband's friendly-looking shadow slightly hurt her heart.

Gus Irham scrunched his forehead like he was remembering something.

"Not only that, you also rubbed his head, laughed, even you look very happy with him, Gus." Spilled already claustrophobic chest as escaped two tear circles from both netraannya. This is the second time Alira is like this in front of her husband.

The difference used to cry because they were betrothed, but now weep precisely because of fear of loss. Yes, Alira realized the more days he was very afraid of losing Gus Irham.

Gus Irham was just glued to where he stood as soon as his lips turned to a big smile.

"Not so, she ...,"

"He's your other wife, isn't he, Gus?" sela Alira quickly did not give Gus Irham a gap to explain. "We'd better split up, Gus, I'm back off," he then sobbed.

Alira sat on the floor, leaned her back against the bed then bent her legs and hid her face there.

Gus Irham approached and sat down next to him, took a deep breath and let him out slowly.

"Tomorrow you'll come with me! I'll introduce someone to you" he said then turned to the side.

"Who?" Quickly Alira raised her face. "That woman? I don't want to."

"Just come tomorrow, you'll know. Now get up and wash your face, ugly know if you cry." Gus Irham rubbed Alira's face making the girl blush.

"Al, just so you know. In this life, I only want to build a household once. Raise our children later, teach them prayer, teach ..and it's just you."

It was already anger and tightness in Alira's chest, even though she knew it was just a flutter, but somehow her heart immediately softened Or indeed all women like this? Like digombalin?

"Awww, how am I pinched?" One pinch managed to land on Gus Irham's stomach.

"Au ah, you're dreadful, Gus."

After saying so, Alira went out to help Minah and Nurul cook. While Gus Irham just smiled to see his wife who was wrong.

"It turns out that angry women are more adorable," she muttered immediately after entering the bathroom.

As usual, today Gus Irham was asked to replace his brother for the same reason that he was not feeling well. Actually Gus Irham wanted to go home because he was worried about his condition, but here too Alira was in need of him. There was no way he would leave his wife and let her take care of his papa who was still not fully healthy.

Alira's phone rang since then, but no one picked up because the owner was busy arranging food on the table. Gus Irham who had just come out of the bathroom grabbed his wife's phone who continued to dance on the nightstand, but before he could lift it was dead. However, a few seconds later there was a notification coming in.

In the kitchen Alira seemed to be smiling herself from earlier until she was not aware if there were Mbak Minah and Nurul who noticed.

"Bik, it seems, Neng Alira is happy again. Did you just smile to yourself?" nurul lirih.

Mbak Minah glanced at Alira who was sitting daydreaming.

"Leave it alone, rather than yesterday he was sad to keep thinking about his papa?"

"Yes too, pity. Yesterday when his father was sick, Eneng Nur saw a frequent cry."

"Yes. Don't keep pushing Non Alira! That's a real washed plate!"

"Yes, Bik."

"Al, I want to go fill out the show in place of abah. You're okay, right, if I stay?"

The words startled Alira then turned to the source of the voice. Gus Irham was standing not far from him in neat clothes.

"Guss." Alira moved from sitting swinging her legs towards her husband. "You want to go?"

"Yes, I have to replace you filling out the show like yesterday. Abah is still sick."

"Sick thing?" There was an anxiety that Gus Irham caught from his wife's face, could it be that Alira was also worried about her brother?

Ah obviously his wife was also worried because her father was sick so she was anxious.

"Yes, I'm sick maybe because I'm too tired."

"Gus wants to go home, brother?"

"Later if papa is completely healed let us both go home. Ohiya, this was your cell phone and it sounds like there is also an incoming message." Gus Irham held out Alira's cell phone which he immediately received.

[You're in Jakarta? Sherlock, I'm going to play]

Alira Smiling widely read the message from her best friend, they had not met for a long time.

Alira typed a reply and did not forget to mention the full address of her house.

"It seems very happy."

Alira's views were initially focused on mobile phones.

"You, can't it be postponed for a while, there's someone I want to know?"

Gus Irham glanced at the clock on his left wrist. At 9:50 minutes the event starts at around 12 pm after the dzuhur prayer so he still has time to just get acquainted with his wife's best friend.

Before long the door was knocked from the outside, Alira immediately moved to open it.

"Hi." A smile greeted simultaneously the right hand that swung in front of the face.

"Ashya?" They hugged like telettubiebiss.

"Crazy to go back to Jakarta do not say I miss really know not the same you?" asya said after breaking the distance. Alira just grinned to display a row of her teeth and took her in and sat in the living room.

"BTW said you're married, why not tell me, where is your husband?"

"Some, I'll call you for a second." Alira was about to wake up, but was stopped because she saw Gus Irham coming from inside. "That's my husband."

Asya turned his head and instantly his eyes were fusillade and his mouth was wide open.

"Mas Irham?"