THE HIDDEN PEARL
EARLY Change

Happiness is very simple..

As simple as you smile and be grateful for what God gives.

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Azzam was still stunned with his hands still holding his cheeks that had been kissed by Naisah earlier, while Naisha was still busy talking with her sister who had not met for a long time.

Apparently Naisha's mother, since earlier noticed Azzam who was still holding his cheek, he smiled at his ex-child who seemed confused because he saw his wife, but he was also kasian because Naisha so menguekinnya, he, she approached Naisha..

"Son, take your husband to your room maybe he wants to rest son" said the mother so that Naisha would pay attention to her husband.

"Eh, yes bun, I'm also already sultry wearing this shirt since earlier" Bales Naisha while showing her wedding dress earlier, she said,

"Yes, go to the room first, Bun.. Come mas.."Naisha continued again, as she embraced the hand of the husband without awkward at all, making Azzam again surprised at the behavior of his wife who was too bold according to him.

Naisha pulled Azzam's hand up to her room, and Azzam just kept quiet and followed her, when she got to the room..

"Mas rest first yaa here" said Naisha while occupying Azzam in her bed, and again Azzam can only resign and according to what was entrusted by the wife

"Awhile I'm a shower was very sultry, "Furthermore and then he passed to the bathroom. After entering the bathroom, Azzam poured his body into Naisha's bed..

"What dream did I have last night in an instant I have become the husband of a bad boy, haiis.." _inner Azzam while patting his forehead..

Not yet Azzam closed his eyes, the bathroom door was opened again Naisha by wearing a kimono towel and with a towel wrapped her hair on her head, appeared the neck of the White level belongs to Naisha. he walked awkwardly toward a cupboard with a glimpse of his eyes towards Azzam.

"Kok hasn't slept mas, hot huh room ?" naisha asked as she pulled the towel over her head and had long, black hair covering her entire back..

Azzam was amazed to see the beauty of Naisha's wet hair, because he rarely saw hair that long, up to Naisha's knee..

"Why are you quiet?" naisha's voice shakes her admiration..

"Eh, I'm not sleepy nai "The answer is wrong Acting because he was caught staring at Naisha's hair

"What if I can't help Icha?"

"What?" Azzam flinched not understanding seeing Naisha even dared to ask for her help..

"Hehehe, help dry the hair Icha "pinta Naisah while grinning..

"Haiis, this boy does not have any caution at all yes, hah fate married a small child ya gini huft"_ Inner Azzam exhaled his breath..

" Yes already here "bales Azzam resigned,

"Nasty.." Naisha ran up to Azzam and handed the hair dryerny to Azzam and sat down in front of Azzam.. again Azzam was glued to see the behavior of his wife who was only a few hours he jijab no awkward or even afraid of him..

Finally, Azzam also helped dry Naisha's hair gently and carefully because he was afraid that one of the beautiful hair would break..

"Nai?"

"Yes mas?"

"Why can you change?" ask Azzam curious.

"you were fat black and..."

"Jelek ya" Naisha continued Azzam's words..

"Hmm" is Azzam with hmm only.

"Maybe because of the fear of Icha kali mas" replied Naisha Asal.

"You mean?"

"Yes because Icha used to hurt Azam, so the mother sent Naisha to the city of Jt mas, with the threat if not go Icha will be put in prison for wounding Azam mas" naisha replied, Starting to tell the beginning of her change

"What does this have to do with your relationship?" azzam asked who was still curious..

"Yes is mas.. Icha was sent to the city of Jt in the house of Ustadz grandfather, Ustadz grandfather's house was a boarding school, so inevitably Icha had to follow the program of the cottage, such as memorizing the Qur'an, memorizing the hadith, so Icha would not want to follow the program of the cottage, such as memorizing the Qur'an, memorizing the hadith, continue to participate in martial activities, arrows, horse riding, and swimming, so automatically body ihca ya menciut mas" Azzam almost let go of laughing because he saw Naisha telling a story with a face that looks funny in his opinion but he held it back..

"Why would you want to play Icha?" asked Naisha with her pouting face..

"Who said it?" bales Azzam with his face flat so he wouldn't laugh.

"So why do you call yourself changeable, sometimes Imah, sometimes Icha, sometimes Nai?" ask Azzam again who has begun to comfortably chat with Naisah.

"Icha's name, it's from Abhizar mas, when she was a child she had a hard time calling Naisha or isha, yes understand the child lisp when talking" explained Naisha relaxed.

"If Yes?" ask Azzam again..

"Imah, it was the grandfather of Azzamkan who first called, so Imah follow, but since Imah befriended ty Irma whom he also called himself Imah, yes, I have changed Nak if in front of friends, but if the same mother and Father are Icha and Imah droughts mas" explained Naisha at length..

"Oh... Why don't you have any admiration or fear and shame for me?" Ask Azzam again..

"Just now Azam Icha's husband, and anyways we've been used to playing as a child" bales Naisha as it is, making Azam only mangosteen only..

"Hmm... Why don't you go against our matchmaking?" ask again..

" Yes try to imagine when the mas small to adult.anything that mas Azzam asked the parents mas always followed right? and also mas Azzam never run out of affection from them, right? they always give whatever we want, without asking for anything in return.Will it still be appropriate for us to oppose the Request? and anyways Her request is for her son's happiness.really not a mas?" Naisah's words were like a jolt to Azzam, and it made him feel like a useless child, guilt and shame Finally enveloping his heart..

"Astaghfirullah, why have I not thought like him, he is so mature and full of sincerity, while I.haah I have made papi sad" _Batin Azzam raging feeling guilty to his parents..

"why are you?" asked Naisha because she saw the look on her husband's face looked sad.

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