NAUGHTY WIFE GUS HANDSOME
Your mouth Harimau

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At around nine o'clock in the evening they arrived at the boarding school, no family would welcome them because Ms. Nyai Halimah was in the hospital waiting for Kyai Sharif. There are only a few Mbak ndalem and Kang ndalem. Gus Irham immediately told Alira to rest because he would go straight to the hospital. Asya went straight to the room.

Actually both Asya and Alira want to come to the hospital, but Gus Irham told them to rest and only tomorrow they can visit their ummi.

Upon arrival in Asya's room put her bag on the bed, laying down a body that felt very tired after hours of sitting in the car. After resting for a while the girl then woke up, circulating her gaze around.

A few years later he didn't come home, but nothing changed. Still the same as before, keep it clean and well maintained. Maybe umminya who told Mbak santri to always clean it.

"Huh, bauk, sticky again." Asya went from sitting to the closet when feeling the clothes she was wearing was uncomfortable. He took a towel and then came out to clean himself.

As he passed through Gus Irham's room he saw the door slightly open. Asya so remembered the words of Sister-in-law and her best friend when on the train that Alira was pregnant, it means she will have a cute and adorable nephew.

He looked a little inside, Alira was tidying her clothes in the closet.

"Assalamualaikum the young Mamah candidate?"

Alira was flabbergasted and reflexively looked back and smiled.

"Can I come in?"

"Like it, Cha. Dih, kayak in whose house this is your house."

Asya entered and sat down in a chair near the table that Gus Irham used to work.

"Al, who was on the train this afternoon really?"

Alira paused her activities, turning to Asya.

"Which one?" tanyanya pretended not to understand.

"What are you pregnant with?"

Glug

Alira thought Asya would ask about this, but her husband did not ask this because he knew they had never done anything so how could she be pregnant?

Alira did not pierce Asya's question, he continued his work that was delayed making the friend pursed his lips.

"Al, how come you didn't answer?" the upset.

"What questions?"

"What just now?"

"Oh, that?" alira replied relaxed. Asya increasingly upset made, even though he was curious extraordinary. Alira finished getting her clothes done, she then approached Asya and sat on the edge of the bed facing her.

"Why am I pregnant?"

"So you're really pregnant?" Asya's face looked sparkling, he had already imagined playing with his cute niece.

"Emmm ... Do you know?" seductive Alira with a smile.

"Tell me, tell me!"

"Good ah, still a secret."

"Marrel."

"Belvin. Wek." Alira stuck out her tongue as if ridiculing. Asya did not want to lose, the girl also pulled out her tongue to avenge her brother-in-law. They laughed happily at each other.

Having a sister-in-law is as fun as this. Thought Asya was feeling lucky because Gus Irham married Alira.

"Astaghfirullah, it's this hour. I was going to the bathroom. Ah, 'cause you're so dangerous to me." he screeches when he sees the clock on his wrist already pointing at almost eleven and a half.

"Well, what, me? You start," Alira protested, Asya who began to ask him to talk about why he was blamed.

"Hehe, yes I've returned to the room huh, Brother-in-law." He's headed for the door.

"Yes sister-in-law," said Alira, the tail of her eyes still followed until the girl's body disappeared behind the door.

"Huh." Alira breathed a rough breath and felt her stomach still flat.

The pe-er is increased by one.

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Alira woke up and opened her eyes as she felt something cold touch her forehead. Gus Irham was nearby, as if her husband had just kissed her on the forehead.

"Gus? You're home yet?" Alira brought her body to sit down. "Where is Abah?" continued.

Gus Irham took a deep breath like there was a heavy burden being carried.

"What's wrong?" Alira became anxious, it seemed like something bad had happened.

"Tomorrow I tell you, I'm so tired. I'm gonna take a break. Please wake me at half-three." he said. Alira nodded.

"Where are you going, Gus, he says he's going to sleep?" alira asked because she said she was tired, but the man

Gus Irham then walked towards the sofa and laid his body there.

"Gus!"

"I just want to sleep a little bit."

Actually Alira wanted to make her husband move to the mattress, but hearing the answer earlier Alira knew if Gus Irham was not wanting to be disturbed.

Alira tries to sleep again with the position now facing her husband, Gus Irham looks asleep. His face was still handsome as usual despite the sad and tired murat because he had not had time to rest at all.

"Your love, Gus, must be tired." Alira felt pity, so she got up and went to the kitchen to make a warm drink for her husband.

"What's up, Al?"

"Astaghfirullahaladzim, Acha!"

"Hehe, surprised huh? Maap," sorry Asya grinned. "Who's that drink for?"

Alira did not answer, but passed away leaving her best friend in the kitchen. Asya followed up to the room.

"Well, did Irham come home?" she looked at her sister lying on the sofa.

"Udah was." Alira replied while putting drinks on the table.

"He why? It hurt?" keep Asya curious.

"I don't know, but it's like a soy sauce. You knew for yourself last night you went straight to the hospital." Alira sat down near Gus Irham, checking on her husband's condition by putting the back of her hand on the man's forehead.

"Where? Hot?" Asya was also anxious to see her brother sleep like a fainted person, not moving in the slightest.

"Not too hot, he asked to wake up at half-three." Alira turned her head over the clock on the bed, at two fifteen minutes.

Alira rubs her husband's hair. I don't know, he suddenly felt afraid of losing the man. Is it because she is in love with her husband?

"Al, are you crying?" asya asked because she saw her sister-in-law shed tears. Hurriedly Alira rubbed her face with the tip of her instant hijab and threw her face to the side.

"E-no, who's crying?"

"Not lie! Obviously you just saw me crying again. Nangisin Mas Irham, huh? You love her, right?" Asya keeps corrupting him and Alira keeps denying.

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No, yeah!"

"Chose, don't want to."

Hearing the commotion Gus Irham woke up and sat down and saw his wife and sister arguing, they did not realize if they were being noticed.

"My God, why the hell!?" Force Asya.

"No ma-u," kekeh Alira. They did not see Gus Irham because they were sitting behind him. The two girls continued to argue until the deheman of Gus Irham made the fuck stop and looked back.

"Gus!"

"Mas Irham!"

Call them together. Gus Irham smiled then confirmed his sitting position.

"Mas, Alira loves you," Asya said spontaneously making both of Alira's eyes immediately widen.

"Ohiya?" Gus Irham looked at his wife for an explanation of what his sister said.

Alira immediately wavered, her face immediately red with embarrassment. He threw his face to the side, hiding both of his blushing cheeks.

"Tuh, right, Mas, she's shy."

If it were not in front of Gus Irham would have been dyeduh-uyel Asya mouth.

Gus Irham just smiled. "Have you prayed?" then ask Asya.

"Not yet, Mas."

"There, you pray first!" Not to drive out, but he did not want Asya to continue to tease his wife.

"Yes, Acha to the room first yes, Mas." He said while standing up, before leaving he glanced at Alira who was still turning her face away.

"Ehemm, why the hell look at that, Al? Mas Irham is here."

"Acch ..." Alira was already preparing with a weapon in her hand.

"Aaaa, kabuurr."

Asya immediately ran out of the room before Alira threw her with a sandal. Gus Irham just shook his head to see the behavior of the two women he loved. It turns out that the original behavior of his wife and sister if they are together.

"That's a drink for me?" Gus Irham asked while pointing at the glass.

"Oh, yes, Gus." Alira got up and took the glass and gave it to Gus Irham who immediately shunned him.

"That's half three o'clock, Gus." Alira reminded. Gus Irham kept his glass back to the table.

"Yes" he said, then went to the bathroom, before reaching the door he turned. "Al!"

"Yes, Gus." Alira looked at her husband.

"We pray together."

"Well, Gus." Alira was about to take the prayer mat to prepare.

"Iira!" call Gus Irham again. Alira saw her husband again. "Didn't you want to make your speech happen on the train?"

Forehead Alira shriveling. "My words on the train? Which words, Gus?" Looks like Alira started amnesia or pretended to forget.

"Ah, it's nothing. Forget it!" Gus Irham immediately went into the bathroom.

"My dad's on the train?" Alira recalled what she said while still on the way until a while later she patted her own head.

Your mouth your day.

"Dead me."

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