Testamentary Wedding
See the truth Nisa

Anggi is staying up tonight. The girl is overtime completing her math assignment. The clock was shown at eleven o'clock in the evening.

I don't know why she wanted to see her husband in the room. But he was lazy to move. Moreover, the distance of his room with Prana's room was quite far. Understandably, their house is indeed so vast that the distance between rooms in it is quite far apart.

Lonely and dizzy thinking about the numbers on the papers in front of her, Anggi is fond of video calling her husband. How hot the fog Anggi when it turns out the phone was directly lifted by Prana. The girl had previously thought that her husband was asleep.

"Mas hasn't slept, has he?" tanyanya.

"Yet, Anggi. You haven't slept yet?" Prana developed her smile, making her good looks again multiply by dozens.

The guy was wearing his black shirt. His slightly messy hair added a cool impression on him. His nose was like a slide of TK and his eyebrows were like caterpillars. Handsome rate that transcends borders indeed. Anggi's heart beat is getting out of control seeing her husband like that. Again the girl was grateful because God gave her such a handsome soul mate.

"I can't sleep yet, Mom. Again with the task. Why aren't you sleeping?

"Oh, the math assignment that's on tomorrow, huh?" Anggi nodded across there.

"I'm also studying for next week's economic competition. Want me to help you?" tawar Prana's. Yes, the guy is indeed preparing material for his economic race together with Nita next week.

"Eh, no, my. It will interfere with learning." Anggi immediately refused. She did not want to disturb her husband at all.

"Kan, I'm also studying. Don't really want to?" hail it once again. Anggi's husband actually also felt lonely in his room.

Anggi then nodded steadily. "Yes, that's it, Mas. If you have finished going to bed immediately, yes" he said with a warm smile, making Prana's heart immediately rippled violently.

The guy is seen smiling across the street before Anggi actually hangs up.

In that instant, the door of Anggi's room was knocked by someone. "Who are these gini nights here? The Time of Ijah? What ghost? Or maybe a thief?" Anggi pounding imagines all possibilities. The girl sneaked towards the door of her room while carrying a broom in her hand.

Chequek!

Without warning Anggi immediately stormed the person in front of him with a broom in his hand, making the person complain of pain. "Most of all! My name!" screeched while continuing to pound him.

"People. Ouch, stop!"

How surprised Anggi when it turns out that the person is none other than her own husband, Prana. Her face immediately grimaced at her husband who was holding onto the part of her body that had been hit by the attack from her.

"Duh, Mas Prana. Sorry, yes. Abisnya you suddenly came so without saying first. I thought it was the thief, ", said Anggi, grinning the horse and looking at Prana with a guilty look.

"It's very bad this wife of mine. Until her own husband is thumped." Instead of being angry, Prana laughed while pinching his wife's cheeks.

Anggi also chuckled small. The girl immediately invited Prana to enter.

"Why are you here? He said he was learning" asked Anggi, picking up his books and writing instruments, and sitting on a rosegold fur carpet with Prana.

Prana rattles his wife's hair in a fit of rage. The man often smiles with his wife. "You teach me" he replied and quickly snatched the book and the ballpoint pen in Anggi's hand.

Anggi finally complied and shifted his eyes that were originally cengo see the handsome face of her husband to the book that is now in the hands of Prana. “What the hell is it, Mas? From earlier did not meet, very confused.” Anggi scratched his hair in frustration.

Prana's eyes follow his wife's finger pointing to the numbers in the math problem. “You find the distance of this point to this line how long it used to use phytagoras. If you have to find the volume," he explained while focusing on staring at the problem. Meanwhile, Anggi actually focused on observing her husband's plump fur.

"I'm concerned about me first. The same focus on this first, Nggi," said Prana with a big smile, showing a row of white teeth.

Anggi immediately regained consciousness and fiddled with answers. Two minutes later, Anggi handed over his job to Prana. “The distance has been met, but I have found out that the volume has no choice in the answer,” he said while choking.

Anggi then grinned. “How can you pinter that anyway, Mas? In fact, just eat bread just like jam," he said plain. Prana became anxious herself to hear it.

“That intelligence, is a gift from God. Everyone has their own measure.”

“Means I got a little yes, while you got a lot of.”

Prana could only shake her laughter. “You are also a nulis hero. Everyone's talent is different, Anggi,” he explained and cupped his wife's right cheek.

“Yes too, yes. Thanks for helping me finish my job, Mas.” The girl smiled faintly at Prana and was immediately replied to a smile by her husband.

"Watch a movie, yuk!" bring Prana excited.

"Aren't you going to continue learning?"

"Learning mulu is tired, Nggi. We've been whining around for a while now."

Without waiting for his wife's approval, Prana immediately tuned the room's jumbo television and opened Netflix. He then searched for his favorite movie when he watched with Anggi when they were friends first, namely Stranger Things.

Anggi immediately sat down next to her husband. Prana's hand also corrects the position of Anggi's head by placing it on his shoulder. Prana really liked that position.

“If I may know, Mas have what ambition?” ask Anggi on the sidelines of watching activities.

“Eum, what is it? I really do have my own company. Bakri's father actually had plans to leave the company to me. I prefer to start from zero. So, I declined Dad's offer at that time.” Prana responded while rubbing his wife's shoulder.

Anggi looked up at Prana's face. “Terus later who inherits who? Ma'am Ica?” ask again.

Prana looked back at her wife. “Everyone wants that too. If not me, yes Ma'am Ica. But, it turns out Mbak Ica prefers small creative businesses. More similar to you actually Mbak Ica it. So, you don't know who will take over yet" he replied.

“Why not try it first, Mom? Who knows you can bring 2 companies.”

The guy smiled. “I promised myself, Nggi. I have to build my own company later, with all the supplies I get," he admitted.

Anggi nodded in understanding. Prana's hands hugged his wife's waist. The man also did not forget to kiss the top of his wife's head. During the fun of watching, it did not feel they both slept in front of the television.

***

“Gue do not want to know anywhere, you should be able to make this article in mading.”

Nita continues to corner Intan, scaring him on the spot. Nita has everything. He has plenty of money to do everything he wants, however his ways and ways will be.

“Gue can't, Nit. This concerns the personal life of others," refused Intan umpteenth time.

Nita squealing. “Lo don't think about your fate in the hospital? He's dying, but you don't want to do anything? I have promised to pay off the operating costs of bokap lo, right.” The girl is increasingly hunting and increasingly makes Intan depressed.

“But, Nit. Not the way either. I was afraid,” replied Intan with a heavy sigh at the end of his sentence.

Nita smiled at him. “Death can come at any time, Ntan. Are you willing to die because you are late to save his life? Try thinking about this again. These are the original photos of their wedding, I took the picture myself. Lo just enter these photos into his article as proof that strengthens,” he said later and sauntered from before Intan.

After Nita died, Intan fell helplessly in his chair. The girl massaged her temple. A feeling of uneasiness and uneasiness instantly invaded the recesses of his heart at the same time. On the one hand, he did not want to interfere in the personal affairs of others. However, on the other hand there is the life of a loved one who must be saved immediately.