OH MY WIFE
68

On the bed, Al tried to close his eyes but still could not be closed because of his mounting guilt towards the wife.

earlier, when he returned to the room by climbing the stairs, he seemed to realize his stupid actions that still remember his time, until he forgot the future he should be happy. he cursed himself who easily forgot his wife when faced with the shadow of his mass.

'forgive me my wife' Shout Al inwardly and then try to close her eyes again.

the next day Dinar woke up earlier than usual, he wanted to immediately refresh his body by soaking in warm water.

"what should I do, why am I so jealous because mas Al who is still thinking about the masses, not from the beginning I also know if previously it was difficult Al Mas very move on from his fiancee, not from the beginning, I shouldn't be jealous of anyone who's gone, but why can't I, I'm still jealous, as if she's still around Mas Al"

"well Dinar, for now you just need to be an obedient wife and obey your husband, until later you can decide in the future what kind of spirit"

Amidst his nervous agitation, Dinar tried to encourage himself.

I don't know how long Dinar had been soaking, but he was sure that for almost 30 minutes he was in the water until his hands were wrinkled.

he was surprised to hear the knocking of the door and the husband's screams from outside, and Al was so worried that he repeatedly called his name.

"Dina... "

tock

tock

tock

"Your dinar is inside right, open the door" back again Al knocked on the bathroom door, he looked angry because the wife never gave an answer he was worried something happened to his wife considering he had just healed.

not long after the bathroom door opened, Al who saw it went straight to the wife and hugged her tightly to make Dinar drunk because of lack of oxygen.

"ma-mas... " Dinar patted the shoulder of the husband asking him to release it immediately.

"a I can't nafass" said Dinar.

Al immediately released the wife and then examined the situation of the wife.

"you're okay, some are sick, some are, some are sick" Al told his wife.

"what the hell mas, I'm fine, sorry I was soaking until I overslept so do not know that my nyariin mas" replied Dinar honestly.

it is true, earlier during a soak, Dinar had fallen asleep for a while because of tired heart and mind.he woke up again when he heard a knock even pounding the door from her husband.

while Dinar is now at war, if he does not know if the husband is still so loving to his ex-fiance, he will certainly feel flattered and happy to get more attention from the husband. but now that he knows everything, he is not sure if he can win the heart of the husband, while in his heart there is still a mass lover who still reigns there.

"if I don't know about your true feelings yet, I will definitely be the happiest woman in the world" Dinar said in her heart with a smile.

not long after that Aldrich came with a cup of warm tea and then thrust towards the wife.

"drink, I'll rub your feet with wind oil" he said

"lady mas" Dinar immediately sipped the warm tea given by her husband, the warm feeling now radiates from her throat to her stomach until she really feels comfortable, so she really feels comfortable, especially the oil baluran and gentle massage from Al are so soothing.

"Adzan is done, let's take ablution we pray together, later after that I will throw your feet again with wind oil" Al invited .

Dinar just nodded giving an agreed answer to Al's invitation.

after performing two rakaat worship, Dinar decided to go down after preparing his husband's work suit, which he did, while Al chose to take a shower immediately in order to catch up with his wife who he said wanted to make breakfast for her.

Al immediately washed and cleaned his ashes, after a while finally he had finished the ritual of his morning bath, his lips curved with a smile happy to find his work suit that had been prepared by the wife.

"well wife... " Al immediately took the suit and put it on quickly, he did not want to waste his time to linger in the room because he was eager to see his wife struggling to prepare breakfast for him.

for a long time he wanted to re-taste the cuisine of the wife, but could not because considering the condition of the dinar at that time was not possible to cook, but could not, and now for the first time after the fateful incident that befell the wife, now he can again feel the pleasure of the cuisine of the wife.

"i had to get down quickly before Dinar finished cooking" Al was wearing only his work pants, then a tight white plain t-shirt as his top. for his shirt and suit he will wear later because the day is still too early for him to prepare for the office.

"hmm, fragrant.. " From a distance Al can smell the aroma of the wife's cooking, he immediately approached Dinar who was still in the kitchen with his art there.

"what time, dear? " ask Al as soon as he gets to the kitchen.

while Dinar who is still busy dealing with the stove also turned briefly "i make fried rice mas, the same fried chicken and egg, would you like to make something? " asked Dinar, she tried to act ordinary in front of her husband.

"no no, it's enough, it looks like it will be very good, can't wait for me to immediately taste it, won't I? " ask Al to his art.

"yes Den is right. aunty did not think that young lady is good at cooking" she replied.

"i'm not good at cooking lo bi, it's just try it" replied Dinar.

"try to try the aroma as good as this, especially if the real cook, will certainly be very delicious" said Al.

the three of them finally laughed together, then afterwards resumed their cooking activities while interspersed with laughter from the three.