That Time Is Coming
50.

HAPPY READING MAN-FRIENDS 😊 😊.

Malik entered his cafe with a very happy face. His friends who had been waiting for him for so long were astonished by the behavior of the friend who they thought was strange.

"You're still healthy, aren't you, bro?" reyyan asked after Malik sat among them.

Instead of answering, he smiled so widely. "Not sane bro" said Danish.

Bima who was drinking his coffee latte was almost choking. "He was never sane" said Bima.

The man who used to compete with Malik is now one of Malik's most important friends.

"Kc....You don't understand how happy I am right now" Malik replied.

"Yes, he's married in a different language" said Reyyan.

"So I'm happy Syifa is with you" said Bima.

"Why?" Malik squinted his eyes. "Yes how not nyesel you become more crazy right now, mending the same I did" said Bima.

"Yes crazy ntar you are not Malik" exclaimed Reyyan who followed his laughter and his two friends. Bima blurted his lips, the intention to mocked Malik even he who hit. Why is he so stupid, he can win a tender so big but when gathered he became stupid instantly. Silly, he thought.

"What's up, dong's story" Danish said curiously.

"This cannot be said" Malik replied as he lowered his eyebrows.

Reyyan and the others understood what Malik meant, they were oh ria.

"From my discussion, mending discuss you Rey, how do you continue with Adel?" ask Malik.

"Eemm, yes, is still fighting. His ex is still dying" explained Reyyan.

"Why not in iket ajah anyway" said Bima.

"The goat in the iket" Danish exclaimed.

"Ck, I mean in lamar, at the sermon, right so there is a reason for you Rey to take care of him, rather than hanging like a clothesline" explained Bima who was also upset with Danish.

"Tuh tuh, abis is married let me freely keep her" Malik chimed in.

Reyyan was silent thinking, right also they said, he thought. Reyyan smiled. "All right, finally this week I'll preach him" he broke up.

"That dong, we will support you bro" said Malik happy and followed the others.

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Elsewhere, Ashifa was confused.

"Oh my God, what should I do?" he had been pacing back and forth and biting his nails.

"Oh yes, Mother" remembered her instantly.

Asyifa took her cell phone and called her Mother. A voice from across there sounded during the second ringing.

"Assalamualaikum Bun" said Asyifa.

Asyifa began to tell me what she was complaining about now. A lot of wobble from her Mother that makes Syifa memijit her temple.

"Had to be so Bun?" ask her.

"All will flow by itself dear, you do not have to worry, pray do not forget" his Mother's advice.

"Yes already Bun, look ntar ajah, I'm very worried about this" shusar Syifa, heard a loud noise from across.

"Kok Mommy even laughed anyway" annoyed Syifa.

Asyifa was stunned, a drop of her tears dripping down. "Syifa for this whole time is wayward ya Bun" Syifa said.

"Ssttt,, want to until when you apologize dear, Mother never felt burdened with your mischief first really, even Mother even kangen" Annisa's voice shook a little.

"Mother crying yah?!" ask the girl to worry.

"The mother did not cry really, Mother just moved, it turns out that Mother's daughter is now an adult and married" replied Annisa.

Asyifa was still silent. "Yes, we have a conversation tomorrow again, dear, Mother prayed to be given smoothness" Annisa final. They also decided on their call.

Asyifa dropped her body on the bed. He looked at the ceiling of his room and then he fell asleep.

Restful to make himself tired, to make his powerless to resist sleepiness when he feels comfortable.

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Malik entered the house, a shy smile not separated from his handsome face. He frowned confusedly, the lights were still out yet on.

"Well, like her she wants to make a surprise" she muttered happily.

Perhaps, his wife had once watched a television series featuring ways to make a surprise possible. Just imagining it makes his heart happy what else if it is true.

"Syifa baby, where are you going?" yell Malik pretending.

The young man went into his room and shrugged his shoulders looking at the wife who was lying comfortably on the bed. Her eyes fell asleep.she approached her and looked at the wife's calm face.

"Are you tired, huh?" she said softly and smiled. Malik leaned on his face and gently kissed his forehead fondly.

His eyes turned on the lips of his wife. " A little ajah is okay well, dikiiitt,,, ajah" he asked his wife even though she knew there would be no answer.

Just now he was about to stick his lips on those soft lips, his wife moaning, the same movement as earlier this afternoon. He reflexively retreated his body then chuckled.

"That means you won't allow it" Malik said before moving on.

He went into the bathroom to clean himself up. After he finished, Malik approached his wife and lay down next to her.

Flip tilts his body and arms as pads. His hands stretched out stroking the wife's face.

"Good night dear" he said and confirmed his position. As Malik began to close his eyes, Syifa comfortably hugged Malik's body making the owner open his eyes again.

"Mother, hug" muttered Syifa deliriously while tugging at Malik's clothes.

Malik who was confused what to do, finally he tilted his body and hugged his wife.

Syifa looked for a comfortable position and seconds later she fell asleep again. Malik breathed a rough breath.

"Pantesan only, Mommy said you can not sleep misah, it turns out this way" said Malik. He tightened his arms and then said. "I love you dear" she wrote before she slept wandering in dreamland.

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The next day, Ashifa woke up early, about to stretch her body but her movements were hampered by something.

He saw a hand that was coiled around his waist. The girl looked up and found the husband who was sleeping so peacefully.

He looked at every inch of Malik's face carefully, without realizing it the curvy smile on his pretty face.

As her hand stretched out to hold Malik's cheek, she was startled by the voice coming from her husband. "Have you been satisfied to look at her?" asked the young man surprised. Asyifa sculpted and her hands clenched.

THE DEGS ARE STILL FELT. VERY SWEET OF THEM. 🤭.

SWEET GREETINGS FROM AUTHOR DISAPPOINTED 😍😍😍.