The Love Story of Arumi
Weird and lazy

At dawn Abyan first woke up, seeing Arumi who was still faithful to embrace him was not disturbed by Abyan's movements that began to move his wife's hand from her body.

"Mas" called Arumi as Abyan turned her back and was about to get out of bed.

Abyan turned to look at Arumi who rubbed his eyes typical of people waking up.

"Where are you going?"

"It's dawn baby, I want to take a bath to get ready for prayer."

"Why not Arumi?" His eyes glazed over at Abyan who was looking at him.

"Usually it is like that, you or the mas who first woke up, must immediately take a shower. After finishing the new bath in wakein."

"Yes, but now I can take a shower together. Why don't you take a shower with me?" She asked while dripping a clear strip from her beautiful eyes.

Abyan was confused to look at Arumi, why is it just a matter of bathing his wife was crying he thought.

"If you don't want to take a shower together, Arumi wants to take a shower downstairs." Arumi was about to get off the bed, Abyan quickly held her back.

"You why? Who wouldn't want to shower with you? Let's take a shower, and then we pray." Arumi wiped away the tears while she was singing her lips like a child.

After bathing and praying they both came down to meet his parents. Abyan goes to the living room and Arumi goes to the kitchen to help you cook.

"What flavor bun?"

"Where's the sleep, all right?" Ask her mother to look at her son.

"Yuduk dong, especially after eating mother's cooking."

"Circuits can't sleep, because almost one table's up."

"Because it's on the table, try it on the bed, you must say zy ate the chaff."

"There are you zy. Where's your husband?"

"So ahead meet dad." Arumi covered her nose with her hands.

"Why zy?" Ask mom to see Arumi covering her nose.

"The onion stings the bun, why does it smell so much?" Arumi. He felt the smell of onions more intense than usual.

Mother Faza smelled an onion in her hand. "Feelings are the same, don't change."

"Bun, zy ahead huh? It smells so bad." Arumi went out to see her father and husband.

"The child must be lazy to help cook, there is a reason." Mother Faza shook her head.

"What's the hell talking about?" Arumi asked as she sat leaning against Abyan's shoulder.

"Aren't you helping me cook?" Abyan asked who saw his wife leaning beside him.

"In the kitchen the smell is not very good mas, the onions sting very much." Arumi hugged her husband's arm.

"Bad kid, you must be lazy to help your mother cook, right?"

"Zy didn't lie to me, it didn't smell good." Lifting his fingers that form a v.

"Why have you been so weird and lazy lately?" Abyan's question made Arumi who was leaning straight up look at her husband.

"That's what you're talking about," the inner father who was staring at Arumi's face that was beginning to change.

"What did you say?" Ask Arumi to make sure.

"Mas said, why are you

Abyan came to a realization with his question glancing at Salman's father who was raising his shoulders.

"It's really hard for Aby, because Arumi is weird and lazy." Arumi moved away from Abyan.

"Not what, I mean

"Zy ride well, zy get ready to go to campus." Arumi was already standing from her seat.

"Why is it so early?" Ask dad.

"To quickly pass his surgical practice." Salman's father was amazed to hear it, Arumi's eyes were very creepy when he said surgery.

"You go after her to her room, women like that."

"Well, Aby followed Arumi up first." Abyan said goodbye before leaving his father-in-law.

"Good luck" Salman's father chuckled at the guilt-ridden Abyan.

...******...

Abyan walked into her room staring at Arumi who was playing her phone in bed. "Dear."

There was no response from Arumi. "Mas sorry"

"Why apologize?" Arumi asked, glancing at Abyan.

"I was wrong" Abyan said softly.

"What's wrong?"

"Actually I don't know, but it's probably because of the question below."

Suddenly Abyan's phone rang. "Just pick up the phone first."

"It's still time" murmured Arumi.

"Assalamu'alaikum, hello." Abyan looked at Arumi who was curious, who called her.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, how about? Are you all ready?"

"Tomorrow we depart, I have prepared for his departure."

"Alright, have you told ning Arumi?"

"Not yet jib, after this I'll tell her." Abyan looked at Arumi who was waiting for what they were talking about.

"Yes, I hung up on him, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salam," he replied, ending the phone call.

"What's wrong?" Ask Arumi.

"Eh, there's something I want to say."

"Just say, what do you want to say?"

"Mas has to go out of town, mas there filled an event at one of the boarding houses with Najib."

"Arumi is coming," he said smiling.

"Can't be darling, I'm just leaving with Najib. You're here in practice anyway."

"Can be delayed, Aby will know professor Arumi."

"Know, but the problem is that he doesn't know that you're a wife, and again mas already booked a ticket for mas and Najib alone."

"Arumi can order by himself."

"Sorry, baby, you can come next time. For now you're here is fine, because if you're in our house you're alone."

Arumi also could not force Abyan so that he could come along, he just let out a slow sigh. "Be careful there, always call Arumi. Don't lyric another woman, though many are prettier than Arumi."

Abyan placed Arumi's hand on her chest. "You feel this heartbeat, just racing with you."

"Oh my Aby, dreadlocks." Arumi pinched Abyan's chest that she was holding.

"Wait for you to come home, you won't be there long." Abyan hugged Arumi.

"Arumi will always wait for the mas, not too long there." Arumi looked at Abyan's face which was immediately rewarded with a kiss on his forehead by Abyan.

"Just three days, you wait here for three days." Arumi nodded with a smile.

Abyan was anxious with his wife, he immediately pinched Arumi's nose slowly and hugged her again.

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