The Secound Choice's
Seven Eight

"Don't be pretty, sister. Just thin!" the man who was well-groomed and exuded his good looks said to the woman who put on her makeup

"This doctor is weird! Usually people will say beautiful dress up, this is why even say so!" the MUA replied to a glance at Hafiz who continued to be a foreman on his work

"Beautifully my wife should be the only one who can see her, sister." replied Hafiz anyway

"Ck! Your wife is already beautiful from the orok, Doc. His father's mother is not gini-gini very possessive." he said anyway

"Haha ... This brother has a lot of rules, brother. How kind of a sister! Can't look beautiful, I can't hold it! Ih ... Gemess!!" said someone who had been sitting away from the three of them

"Ah ..hush! Already there out help wo finish the table there." drive Hafiz to the feminine style man, the assistant fairy earlier

"Yahoo!!!" call Syifa who was silent

Hafiz did not want to leave the room because there was a female figure so-hengense according to him there.

"Will not go out of the room? The story is the same papa, Abi or grandfather. They're outside, ma'am." said Syifa

"No!" Hafiz even laid his body on the mattress, although the fall but his eyes were observant to watch the movements of strangers between the two of them

Syifa shook her head at Hafiz's unusual behavior.

"That's it, Mba. Doctor sir?" whisky fairy

"Normally not, Mba. This is just ... It seems because there is it. He's a real man."Syifa whispered back and pointed at the fairy assistant with the tail of her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mba." said Syifa again

"It's nothing. Good thing he's my assistant, if the opposite .. I am the assistant, waaah ... Auto find another perias the mba. Haha."

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This reception was started from the recitation of the Qur'an and tausiah from Ustadz, there was no marriage contract anymore, because from the beginning Hafiz did not want his qabuli to be repeated.

"If the jab of his wisdom is repeated, so for four months we fornicate!" he said to strengthen himself so that papa Adzka and Abi accept his argument and do not dispute this anymore.

Finally, there was a wedding reception that was not crowded with the schedule of the event. The event is fairly relaxed just like a family gathering but in an extraordinary number of many.

And Syifa's question was answered today, why her husband was asked what color clothes they would wear at the reception later. It turned out that Hafiz prepared beautiful gloves in matching colors with clothes that his wife wore.

"Open your aura intentionally it becomes my sin. My wife coming into contact with those who are not her muhrim is also my sin. Your husband's sins are so many, my dear. Please work together so that we can be equally to God's paradise, later." said Hafiz begity firmly but so sweet in Syifa's ear, when the man put gloves on him.

"Mother is happy for your marriage, son. May you be happy and faithful until you separate. Sorry mom, Fa." said the woman in the brown hood

Hafiz stared questioningly, his gaze met the wife and turned back to the woman who still hugged her.

"Syifa is also happy, Bun. Finally Fauzi has given Mother and father grandchildren." said Syifa slightly raised her voice so that her husband heard.

Sure enough, Hafiz rounded his lips and said silently to Syifa.

"Ooo, Mertaji!" The clueless Syifa asked by raising both eyebrows, but Hafiz pretended to be busy with being friendly to the other guests.

After Dad and Mommy went down and changed the conversation with papa and mama Syifa, Syifa who was curious also asked the purpose of Hafiz's speech earlier.

"So what's that, Mas?"

"Which one?"

"That's what I said when I had a mother!"

"Ooooo ... Mertaji!"

"Hm ... Yes, Mertaji!"

"What, Mas?"

"Let's not be." whispered Hafiz

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Someone has Mertaji but unfortunately still felt until now gaes? We are fateful 🤭