TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 170. GIFT FROM IN-LAW 2.
"Huh, finally go home too. I was tired of waiting for my mom there. Where to use the flight delay, will I also not be able to go home," luh Halim while out of his car and did not forget to carry a plastic bag containing jumbo meatballs that Laila ordered via phone earlier.
Halim sniffed the scent of meatballs, and smiled at how happy the wife was to be given the meatballs, and of course she would get a lot of rations if she managed to please her wife.
" Assalamu'alaikum, Deck la. I'm home!" halim exclaimed in front of the door while opening his sneakers and placing them on the shelf.
Chequelek
"Wa'alaikumsalam, uh have come home Mas. Ms. Laila again to the stall for a while, he said," said Elis who opened the door for Halim.
"What do you want to buy, lis?" Halim stepped in following Elis's steps.
"Buy pads, Mas." Elis immediately wandered into his room again after answering so.
Halim immediately limp to hear Elis' answer, his spirit that had been burning because he could not wait for the rations of his wife was now immediately extinguished the fire tub doused with water a bucket. It's as if it's boneless.
Halim lifted the meatball pack up and looked at him with nanar.
"Well, I'll still have to buy some more meatballs next week."
After that Halim put the meatball pack on the table just like that and left it to the bathroom after taking the towel first.
Flushing his body and head with water hoped that the hot temperature that originally rose in his body could subside. It was also impossible for him to force his wife if it was an impossible situation. Halim is also not a man who is religiously blind until trivial things just want to be destroyed, he does not want his descendants will get the impact of his impatient actions.
After finishing with the bathing ritual, Halim felt that her body was lighter unlike before which seemed to demand for yes. Halim came out of the bathroom and walked quickly to her room because she did not want to be caught by Elis when she was not wearing clothes like now.
"Mas" said Laila, who was already in the kitchen with a steaming cup of coffee in her hand.
His wife's sweet smile made Halim stunned for a moment, either since when but it seems he only realized that the wife's face became more glowing and well-groomed lately different from the time before they were married.
"Mom, eat yuk." Elis's voice was heard entering the kitchen, Halim regained consciousness and immediately rushed towards her room. Laughter from Laila.
"Why, Mommy?" elis asked after he reached the kitchen and found Laila still laughing alone.
Laila shakes. "Ah no, yes you have eaten first, Ma'am wait for Mas Halim first."
Elis nodded and sat down on the dining table chair, while Laila rushed over following her husband to the room.
"Why run?" laila asked after closing the room door and found her husband was neat with his casual clothes.
"Ah no papa, just embarrassed to see Elis if only using a towel. Even if she's your sister isn't a muhrim, baby." Halim looked at his wife with a sad gaze, the excitement that had died down had arrived back just like that without aba.
"We eat first, Mas. Thank you for buying the meatballs," said Laila softly.
Halim nodded and complied as laila pulled her hand towards the dining table and ate together.
Laila painstakingly prepared food for her husband, not forgetting to pour a glass of cold water into the glass and put it in front of Halim.
"Bak wait," interrupted Elis as Laila was about to open her meatball pack.
"Why, Lis?" Laila frowned.
Elis grinned and thrust his bowl in front of Laila. "Eat this only first, Sister Elis can not afford to ignore it. Later have a whole mother in store first, can be eaten tomorrow."
Laila sighed and smiled as she looked at her cousin's sister. Always every food he ate would be given to Laila. But Laila is not a problem, they have been used to share food since childhood so there is no disgust at all eating leftovers Elis and vice versa.
"Yes, but tomorrow if you don't finish, you help too."
Elis nodded. "Yes already Elis first yes, Mbak told Mbak Dara to his home."..
"Hey heart, if there's anything to say."
Elis disappears behind the door, leaving Laila and Halim still enjoying her meal at the dinner table.
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"Sir," called Halim after they were in the room together.
Laila who was looking in the mirror immediately turned her head and approached her husband with a sweet smile on her lips.
"Why, Mas? Laila noticed that his face was so grim?" ask Laila while kneading slowly Halim's legs are scattered on the mattress.
"You're on guests again?" Halim asked back while bending her face deeper, almost Laila let out a laugh looking at her face.
"Eh who said?"
"Elis, he said you went to the sanitary pad shop."
Laila chuckled as she patted her husband's shoulder.
"Geez, that's a sanitary pad for Elis, Mas. He nitiped earlier all I want to buy instant noodles for stock at night laper," explained Laila published a twinkle in the eyes of Halim.
Halim straightened up, looking at his wife with a big smile and a racing heart.
"Then ... Mas ... can ...."
Halim gulped his saliva, choked with his own words, or rather embarrassed to reveal it.
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Laila blushed in embarrassment to hear it, but in the end nodded as well.
"But a minute, Mom. Someone wants Laila to show you first."
"What, honey? Don't be long, Mas is impatient," Halim sulked with a parched face.
"Just for a second, Mas. Wait and see yes," said Laila in a soft and sluggish voice, making Halim more marasa his body heat up.
Laila walked towards their closet, opened it and struggled there for a while.
Syuuttt
Brucks
The glue that was wearing Laila floated up to the floor and was stung there, followed by the big hijab that was in his wear, he said, and do not forget the safety glasses with foam and pink Bermuda triangle that became the last item thrown.
Glupe
Halim gulped his saliva roughly, with bulging eyes and cold sweat coming out from the pores of his skin.
"How, Mas? Do you like it? It's a gift from your mother."
Laila came out from behind the door of the wooden closet, a black lingerie that looked perfectly suited to her rarely seen white skin was waving as if calling Halim to look after her mah.
Halim's eyes seemed to want to escape from his place, seeing how the wife with her eyes bent down and walked towards him.
His body that had been hot cold ever more so to see how dare his wife climbed on top of his body and occupied his stomach. Laila leaned her body forward letting her long hair unravel over Halim's face.
"Let's give your mother a grandchild, Mas."