Not Dream Heaven
Home night

...~Happy Reading~...

The clockwork already pointed at the number ten night. There was no sign Mike was going home. In fact, he called Mike from three in the afternoon. But why not go home at this hour? Inner Chila.

Since then, after praying Isya' Chila just sat on the living room sofa while leaning back and rubbing her large stomach. Hopefully, Mike will come home soon and bring the food he wants.

'MasyaAllah, why are you just a henchman with your Abi, hem. Patience yes, soon Abi comes home," said Chila slightly grimaced as the baby in her womb continues to kick up to make her lower abdomen more painful and painful.

Before long, Chila hears the roar of a car, which she believes is her husband's car. Slowly, the woman got up from the seat and rushed to open the door.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Mike said as he opened the door.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Chila who had just walked a few steps towards the door.

"Why here?" mike asked when he saw that his wife had welcomed his arrival.

"Don't you say it in a minute? Why is it at this hour?" chila asked back.

"You waiting for me?" mike asked with a slight smile on his face.

"No!" chila answered quickly shaking her head, "I'm waiting for my food." she added lying.

Mike only smiled faintly, knowing that his wife was lying. But he also chose to do it.

"Here, I've been to some shops around here, but it's empty. Nadin had offered, only it turned out to have eaten his child and run out." explained Mike while giving a parcel to Chila.

"Then, where do you buy this?" chila asked to open the parcel.

"Liun," answered Mike immediately made Chila immediately round her eyes perfectly, "And I bought it directly at his factory. So it's still very new!"

"So you came home late because—"

Shouldn't Chila be apologizing? Because he asked for food that turned out to be difficult to get, and made Mike have to go back and forth between Jakarta and Madiun in a short time? chila felt bad.

"Sorry Chila," the woman muttered directly down her head, "It should be Chila who apologized. Because I asked for a macem macem."

"Hey, don't be. I'm just happy if you ask this, as much as I can, don't do this." said Mike gently and then he pulled Chila's chin to look up.

"Never apologize again, because it's not your fault. Okay," Mike added, making Chila feel bad.

Mike finally invites Chila to go back to the room. Mike knew that since then Chila had been sitting in the living room, which must have felt so tired.

Rasya's father had contacted Mike repeatedly saying that Chila was waiting for the man to come home. So Mike did not want to go home empty-handed.

"Eat," said Mike, crouching in front of Chila, who was sitting on the sofa in the room.

"Better, Mas take a shower first" said Chila who felt embarrassed and unpleasant if she would eat the food in front of Mike.

"I'm going to take a shower, after seeing you eat," said Mike who still faithfully looked at his wife's face.

"Chila will eat, after Mas finished bathing. Must not be praying either, right?"

"So Maghrib prayer at the airport. Only Isha' has not."

"Eachly, the hunt gih shower used to run out it was prayer." his order can not be disturbed in contest.

Inevitably, finally with a heavy heart, Mike obeyed Chila's will. In fact, he was eager to see the woman eat the food he had already obtained with great difficulty. At least, by seeing Chila eat the food, her fatigue can be treated.

...~To be continue.. ...