The Journey of the Love of the Haram Child
Chapter 64 The Working Chapter

"My dear ones...!"

Sapa Dzakir who just got down from her room on the second floor and found Misela who was already busy in the kitchen to prepare her first breakfast in their new home.

Dzakir did not let go of his gaze for a second because the charm of the beauty of Misela that emanated made him always smile happily.

"For my husband too. Come on, breakfast is ready. You sit down first I take it."

Misela is still doing everything herself because the new Bik Sum is coming today to their home. Dzakir also advised to bring one more person who wants to work in his new home. Because Dzakir does not want Misela too tired to take care of her house. Especially after last night's Thanksgiving, the house is still messy and dirty.

"What cooking, dear?" Dzakir was already sitting sweetly on the dining table chair and a focused look at Misela who was taking her food.

"I cooked Mas ijo bean porridge, you like to use this black sticky rice too?" It was as if Misela was pouring something into a bowl.

"Dear, whatever you cook I like."

"Alhamdulillah, this is the porridge and this is the warm tea. Happy eating to my husband."

Misela put a bowl of porridge and warm tea in front of Dzakir and she returned again with a bowl of porridge for herself.

"Good God smells so wonderful this must be so good."

"Buruan cobain Mas, let's not know good? I haven't been in the kitchen in a long time, so I'm so stiff."

Dzakir then took the first bribe and put it in his mouth.

"Well, baby. So yummy. My wife is the best woman in the world."

"Alhamdulillah. Yes, yes, yes."

"You too, baby. After that I'm ready to take medicine for you huh."

"No need, I can do it myself."

"You don't want to forget, baby. It's also my job to take care of your health. Not a hard thing for me to do either."

"Thank you, my God."

"Yes dear. Let's finish the porridge."

"Yes, it's."

They enjoyed the breakfast so much that they left only an empty bowl on the table.

"Here is the one who washed the bowl. You sit there. Take the medicine."

"It has to work."

"It's not too late, baby. It's already done."

Then Dzakir picked up his dirty bowl and Misela's, as well as his used drinking glass and walked to the dishwasher. With a happy heart Dzakir washed the furniture and after finishing Dzakir took medicine and water for Misela.

"This is dear medicine. The drinking spirit is dear."

Misela smiled and drank one after another the medicine that was in Dzakir's palm.

"Alhamdulillah. Beres Mas." Say Misela and want to take care of her medicine.

"Let's just love."

Misela was once again silent and just sat down because she received treatment from the extraordinary Dzakir.

After the medicine box was placed in its original place Dzakir again sat down on Misela's side.

"Darling, am I on holiday today. I can't wait for you, baby."

"Don't Mas, your student kasian must have been waiting. A year ago they lost their best teacher."

"Yes dear. Actually again there will be two aides who will take care of you from outside the house and a security guard who guards the gate. You stay quiet enough at home. Bik Sum and one more art later also came. So you don't have to clean the house, let them."

"Keep I have to do Mas all day waiting for you to come home? Kan bosen."

"Watch a drakor hehe."

"Yes Mas. Can I ask you something, can't I?"

"Whatever it is will surely come."

"Yes obviously dong."

"When can I work? I want a job race so I don't stay at Mas's house."

"Honey. Sorry, that's why I can't. We're in a pregnancy program, baby. You have to rest and when pregnant later you have to rest more too dear. The doctor said your uterus could be weak and cause a miscarriage. You need anything just buy it baby, everything is already prepared in your wallet."

"Yes, I have no doubt about that. You must have given me the best. But I really want to make my own money."

"There is no shortage of money for you, baby. My money is your money too. Wear as you please. I told you that you're my sustenance magnet so everything I have is yours too, baby."

"You can always melt my heart."

"Don't tease me. Maybe we'll just be in bed if you're so hehehe."

"Even my husband is merciful. Let me rest later tonight."

Misela's name really mocked Dzakir and managed to make Dzakir very anxious.

"Here kiss first."

"No need to ah."

"You're the nyamperin Mas or Mas who nyamperin you?"

"Don't want everything."

Misela immediately got up from her seat and ran small towards the exit of the house. Dzakir spontaneously chased after Misela and in her arms his beloved wife from behind.

"A...!"

Dzakir turned Misela around and wrapped his hands around her waist and devoured the lips that always teased her. Lovingly Dzakir played his lips and tongue. Misela refused and put her hand on Dzakir's neck.

After a long time until their oxygen supply was almost exhausted the drama was finally in ahiri. They looked at each other and smiled. It was as if there was no degree of boredom emanating there.

"I love you."

"I love you too Mas."

"Udah ah to go there to noon."

"Duh hasn't been willing to let go of my wife's opium-making body."

"Don't make a living for me. Let's go dong spirit."

Dzakir again gave a brief kiss on Misela's lips.

"Ready spirit dear. Wait for your husband to come home with a wad of money."

"Hahaha you are Mas. Oiya want in masakin what's Mas make dinner?"

"What a darling."

"Well, what is it?"

"As far as you."

"Love the solution don't be up to it."

"If you take the Mas debate, don't go for this."

"Hehe's gone there. All right, I'm asking permission to go to the supermarket."

"Yes dear but bring an aide yes I don't want anything else to happen to you."

"Ready Mas."

"Yes, I've already left, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Dzakir said goodbye and Misela went back in the house waiting for the people her husband mentioned earlier.

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