That's my husband
Tight-faced

The day keeps changing. One month, two months. Arisa and Roy's marriage is now in its third month. The relationship between the two has not yet developed significantly.

Their routine is still ordinary. Every morning, Roy would take Arisa to school. Later that afternoon, Roy picks him up from school.

That routine also makes the school community Arisa a little burned. Desas desus a Polaris Amalthea Prasetya who became a sugar baby was spread.

But Arisa's not her name if she feels dizzy with the rumors circulating. He just needs to close his ears. Eventually, they will get bored on their own. And it's true. The rumors slowly subsided.

Actually, Arisa would like to scream saying if 'o om om it's my man!!! '. But he knew, if he did that, then it could be made sure he would be expelled from school.

It is also not felt, now the Rakesh family is waiting for the birth of their first grandchild. Just waiting for a few days, Selsa will give birth. Even Ruby asks Selsa to stay in the Rakesh family mansion at this time.

" Sister, why is his stomach kayaking that fast, so? " asked Arisa as she observed, Selsa's stomach was about to break.

He even shuddered in horror at the stomach of the sister-in-law.

" yes. His name also wants to be born. "answered Selsa.

Arisa again observes Selsa's stomach.

" You said you wanted to buy a book for assignment reference? " ask Selsa.

" Next. Tell me to wait for brother. Want to go alone can not he said "answered Arisa.

Then they talked while waiting for the husbands to go home to work.

Until it is not felt, time is still rolling. The Maghrib Adhan.

" Assalamualaikum." said a man.

" Greetings waalaikum" replied Arisa and Selsa simultaneously. They both looked towards the door.

" Have you come home, Mom? " ask Selsa because the one who came home was her husband. He stood with great difficulty to welcome the husband.

Elyas hurriedly walked over to his wife. He saw the wife struggling to stand up. Even though Arisa is helping Selsa stand up, Elyas is on standby

" Dear, just sit down. I will come to you, " said Elyas, helping his wife stand up.

Selsa smiled sweetly. " The duty of the wife should be to welcome the husband when the husband comes home from work" she replied.

" So sweet really. " said Arisa.

" You should also be like this sister." timpal Selsa turned his head and smiled towards Arisa.

Arisa smiled widely while scratching her head.

" Elyas clean up first. Magrib was also "selsa said to her husband.

Elyas. " We are worshippers . " said Elyas while returning Selsa's smile.

" Sa, I'm going to the room firstwell" said Selsa. " You haven't magriban either, have you? "

" No brother. Again on the road. Hehe... "

" It still has you. Don't-don't, it's still a bit too. "ask Selsa.

" What's still so bad? " saw Roy's heavy voice that just entered the house.

" Want to know, do you want to know? " selsa Goda. " Yuk ah mas. We'll just haunt first. Let the newlywed be keen. "he continued and put his hand on her husband's arm.

" Be careful of the road" said Roy. He watched Selsa from behind.

Attention, and such gazes, Arisa often saw and noticed after Selsa lived in that house. A possible look, he just didn't get it.

Arisa held onto her chest which suddenly felt tight. I don't know since when, his heart changed course just staring at the husband.

" Why are you just standing there? " roy's heavy voice resuscitated Arisa from her daydream.

" Ah, oh, yes" answered Arisa nervously. He lowered. " E Hem's. " Arisa cleared her throat to neutralize her chest that felt tight earlier. " Sister why did you just come home? He said he was going home late afternoon. I want to buy a book. "

" Yes sorry. A client came in the afternoon. I take a shower, then pray. After that, we immediately went to buy a book. " replied Roy softly.

" I'm still unlucky" replied Arisa.

" Oh. Yes already, if so, brother to the room first.

Why didn't Roy treat himself like Elyas treated Selsa? In fact, after Selsa lived in this house, Roy's attention seemed to be on Selsa alone. It is just like a complement.

Arisa let out a long sigh and followed Roy from behind.

" She took a shower. Here, towels. " Arisa handed the clean towel to Roy after they got inside the room. Arisa is now used to preparing all the needs of her husband. Thanks to the mother's nagging of course.

Roy nodded and took the towel from Arisa's hand.

" What clothes do you want to wear? Do you want to wear pants, or shorts? " ask Arisa.

" Trousers... "

" Long pants are good bang. Intar if you come out of the house wearing shorts too much invite maksiat. "cut Arisa quickly. She walked in closed to get her husband's change of clothes.

" How demanding? " ask Roy while removing the buttons of his shirt one by one.

" Sister if wearing shorts make the eyes ciwi-ciwi mupeng." said Arisa.

" But if you wear trousers, keep going the same way you, you think sugar baby brother." said Roy. He said it wasn't without reason.

He knew what was going on with his little wife at school. But he won't ask directly. He chose to wait for the wife who complained and told him about it. But apparently, the wife is immune too.

" Lion. Kan Arisa is kayak sugar baby brother. I have Arisa's account every month. Brother also gave pocket money to me every morning "said Arisa. After getting a change of clothes for her husband, Arisa walks out of the walk in closed.

" Athaghfirullah's... BROTHER!!! " squeak Arisa. " The habits of brother. Like to make my eyes stained. "the scorn.

" why? You're like the one who never saw it. " said Roy with a smile. He took off his shirt and threw the dirty shirt in a dirty basket. Now he starts taking off his pants.

" Sister!! Open it in the bathroom just there. "groaned Arisa.

" Your style. Usually, if a girl is embarrassed to see a man bare-chested kek gini close his eyes. You just close your eyes. Let his eyes not be stained. Easy right? " sahut Roy had no intention of stopping his activities.

He took off his work pants carelessly and threw them in the basket. Now on his body only attached to boxer pants only.

" ck! Mubadzir his name when in love the beautiful scenery of God kok in wine. The effect so do not be grateful for the blessings of Allah SWT. "typical Arisa relaxed. She still looks at the athletic body of her husband which actually makes her mupeng.

Roy shook his head to hear the answer wow from his wife. He walked to the bathroom and cleaned up.

" Surely, you told me to wear a gini kek shirt? " ask Roy when he sees the clothes prepared by his wife.

" So he said he wanted to pray, right? Cook yes, pray wearing sleeveless shirts? Yes Arisa take Koko's clothes "said Arisa who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

" Continue, out of prayer, where's the shirt? " ask Roy while flipping through the clothes Arisa prepared.

" Oh yes, wear it. Pity her uncle if you change clothes frequently. " replied Arisa as she was.

" ck! Don't you wear coffee too? "

" Well, can you. Let no girl be mupeng. Kan brother is already kek ustadz. " replied Arisa while grinning.

Roy shook his head. Instead of getting dizzy with his wife's answer, he chose to stay still and wear clothes that had been prepared by Arisa.

Then he immediately held his prayer and did magrib prayer. As for Arisa, she waited quietly on the bed.

" So you eat first? " asked Arisa when she saw her husband finished praying.

" Have you eaten? " ask Roy while folding his alphabet.

Arisa shakes. " hasn't. "

" Oh yeah, we'll eat out later. Kemaleman. He said the book must be in place tomorrow "said Roy.

Seriate