Selebgram Insaf For The Solehah
Chapter 44

After a few hours of chatting with mom and dad who suddenly came. They say goodbye, Afin's hand inseparable holding Safa's hand while driving the couple home with their simple motorbike.

"The events of yesterday really stirred up our parents. Their kasian became worried, especially Mother, who defended the nights here," muttered Safa who was still focused on the road through her parents just now.

"Keach, they're worried. Her name is also a parent. Whatever happens to you or I will be immediately raised to the media in less than twenty-four hours. It's automatic, our parents will know right away."

"Iya–" the girl with the instant bergo sighed. Before looking at her husband who was kissing Safa's hand. "What's up?" the girl laughed amusedly.

"You are so fragrant" muttered Afin who still put his hands on his lips. His brain was still imagining what he was doing with Safa this morning.

"Abang–" Safa blushed, patting spoiled Afin's arm.

"This morning, there's something you want to do, right?" Tanya Afin offered.

His wife wanted to do something. Like a romantic walk, maybe. Afin himself has just this time felt a real love, so he does not know what things must be done by lovers when they want to spend time together. Having previously only been able to admire beautiful women but never able to admit his interest even if only in himself. Yeah, all because of Brody. Where is that man, by the way..?

"Eeeemmm, there's a hell. But I don't know if you want it or not." Safa answered doubtfully.

"Aja by the way. I'd want to do it. Whatever it is." As if to act as a genie lamp who can do anything for his wife. The man managed to make Safa feel happy.

"alright. It's a simple wish. Back when I was a girl, there was something I wanted to do after getting married in the morning."

"What?" Both of Afin's hands are still playing Safa's right hand. Kissing, rubbing into the cheeks and so on.

"Shopping into the market continues to cook together with my husband," he replied excitedly.

"Shopping at the market?" Ask Afin repeating.

"Yes, Bang. So, sometimes I'm the same mom or I'm the same Qonni' will often go to the market when it's a holiday. I love to see newlyweds shopping in traditional markets. Worrying about them choosing vegetables both it feels very envious. Until I wanted to experience it when I got married."

Afin was silent listening to his wife's chatter. Where they still stand outside the big fence of his house.

"But I get it, my husband is a public figure. So it's probably gonna be really hard for you."

"It is difficult to shop in traditional markets. But if it's fresh market, maybe."

"Huh, really?" Pekik Safa enthusiastically.

"really. Come on, we're going to the fresh market. Honestly, I'm also interested in shopping with you, and eating your cooking."

"The cooking?"

"I'm a foreman."

"Not fair dong?" Safa hits the spoiled arm of Afin who responds with laughter.

"Yes, everybody. Shop, cook, and eat. We'll do it both. How's it?" Afin cooed Safa's chin with a seductive sexy look. The charisma of that man is amazing. It deserves a lot of women.

Safa nodded happily, while Afin immediately held his wife's hand inside to prepare.

Safa was very happy. Even though the time has shown at ten in the morning. And that can be said to be not the same as the visuals of the past. Because the new married couple he often sees is a walk in the morning market after dawn.

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The girl with green sage dress in a white knit long cardigan continues to pick and choose fresh vegetables wrapped in plastic wrap. While the man who wears a long-sleeved white shirt with a black line accent on the circumference of his left arm, plus the white hat also gave advice to the confused girl who wants to cook which. Because everything looks fresh and interesting.

"Don't like veggies, do you?" tanya Safa while showing a package containing two fresh bitter melon.

"If cooking soup we have to buy one by one the components." Safa was thinking, before taking some other soup ingredients.

Afin himself actually supported his chin, cool to look at the tiny face wrapped in hijab pashmina jumbo.

"What kind of chicken soup does a cow have?" Ask without turning his head other than focusing on vegetables lined up neatly in the etalasenya.

"You," Afin replied with a smile. The girl froze, the next split second turned her head and found the man was looking at her mischievously.

"Abang, seriously!"

"Haha..." The man laughed when he found Safa's spoiled pinch. "Cow, Honey. I like meat soup."

Safa's two cheeks are flushed. Her heart was really happy when her husband mentioned the word affection as a nickname. Because he rarely called her that.

"Ba–good. Let's go get some meat first." The girl circulated her gaze, as a way of avoiding Afin's gaze which she thought was a little mischievous. He continued to search for a meat-specific area. To be honest Safa was confused, because she included rarely shopping for fresh ingredients in the mall so she continued to pacing even to come to the same area three times.

"The meat's over there!" Afin grabbed Safa by the waist until the girl was shocked.

"What do you want?" The girl reflexively touched Afin's hand trying to break away, while her two eyes turned left and right. I'm afraid someone will see them.

"You old nets. The muters are not clear, so I want to go into the basket just let the spit," the lead before laughing as Safa's eyes glared at him.

"Iiih, I'm just confused looking for meat on which side. Does your brother think I'm a good thing?" Her great-grandchild was a little bit upset.

"Yes you stuff. Valuable things in my heart..."

"Astaghfirullah al'azim..." Safa blushed she threw away her face while walking first. Then follow Afin while pushing their trolley.

So gini it feels bad ngeledekin wife. How are you, that's... The man still laughed without a sound while shaking his head.

Because time is still fairly early in the morning, the supermarket looks still quiet only a few old people are visible. And they mostly don't really know Afin. Both of them are still busy looking for materials to process and after they are finished they go straight home.

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In the spacious kitchen, Afin took off his hat. The man with the long-sleeved shirt immediately rolled up his sleeves. He stood behind Safa who began to bring out the ingredients. Then also issued it with the position of the small body of his wife.

Safa looked back with a slight head lift offsetting Afin's face. For the man who is a prankster touches his hands, not the food in the plastic. The two pairs of eyes met, then both laughed before Afin landed a kiss on the cheek.

The usual aunt in the kitchen secretly peeked at their affection. Three women of different ages were smiling while covering their mouths.

"Oh Allah, Nai! meni romantic pisan, eta Si Aden and Nengnya. Teu nahan abdi will be." Teteh in a short suit continued to pat the back of a woman whose age was no longer young in front of him, excited.

"Lu, don't keep hitting me, anyway! Watch it, but don't hit it. Nyai's back pain is."

"Hampura, atuh, Nyai! Hahaha. Gemes Abdi's tea look at."

"Don't be noisy. Later it sounds Den Afin we have to be reprimanded, you know," said another woman so they stop talking.

"Yes, Ceu sorry... Hihih."

Indeed, moments like this have never been seen since their boss married. So it's only natural that they look so happy. Even the three aunts were not expecting, an Afin who tends to be cold can be romantic with his wife. Truly, the true warmth of the new husbands, they could finally see firsthand.

A small protest was held by Safa several times, who felt her husband was playing a lot of games and even tended to disturb her. Mixed with Afin's satisfied laughter made the woman look irritated.