The Secret Wedding's

The Secret Wedding's
L I M A's


As soon as the OSIS meeting is over,. Mitha walked while listening to the song using earphones.


Upon arrival at the gate, the girl pulled out her phone to order an online motorcycle taxi. But it appears a Lamborghini Aventador car in black parked not far from the school gate.


'that's Om Azzar's car?' mitha asked.


For fear of misunderstanding, he did not approach the car.


In his car, Azzar was still waiting for his little girl to get out the school gate. For two hours he waited, but there was no sign of Mitha's appearance.


After a few minutes, out came a girl with a light blue backpack. That's Mitha, his little wife. He was still waiting for Mitha to approach him. But the girl was still standing while waiting, no matter what or who was waiting for.


Azzar starts the car engine, then he will plunge gas seen a ninja motor stop in front of his girl. Mitha briefly chatted with the man who was riding the ninja motorcycle.


Azzar did not know what they were talking about, looking Mitha shook her head lightly. Maybe the guy offered her a ride for the girl.


If Mitha accepted the man's offer, Azzar would leave. But not how long the ninja motor moves leaving Mitha.


Seeing that, Azzar immediately drove his car closer to Mitha, opening the side window.


"Lake in!" Titah Azzar's.


Mitha looked at the person who was in the car, she was astonished. He did not ask the man to pick him up.


"Ngapain dumbfounded?! Quick in!!" Azzar's snapping made Mitha wake up from her daydream.


"Om azzar?" Mitha asked so deeply. Azzar just stared intently at him, making his guts shrink instantly.


He walked up and opened the car door, but could not open it.


"Om locked!" Mitha shouted a little.


Azzar pressed a button, and then with his long hand he opened the car door. Mitha went inside with various questions.


"Cong you pick me up? I said something about this ******." Ask Mitha.


Azzar was silent and did not respond.


"Om pick me up at what time?" Ask Mitha again.


"Don't make me no noise anymore!" Azzar said firmly. Mitha turned her gaze to the window with pursed lips.


"That's just the word, you chili mouth!" Mitha muttered, her lips still pouting.


Azzar glanced at Mitha for a moment, then refocused his steering wheel.


"Well, isn't this the way to my house? Where is this really going? You want to nag me, right?!" Mitha rained down on Azzar with questions.


Kidnap? Jesus... did she forget that the man beside her is now legally her husband?


Azzar breathed a long breath. Very cute this girl. The ears are buzzing hearing the sound of his cry.


"Can't you call me om?" It is a little uncomfortable to hear the call om from his own wife.


"Trus what do you want to call? Mister? Let the effect be older, more age conscious." Reply Mitha lightly.


Azzar's eyes rounded to hear Mitha's reply. His wife is cute, but not by her words.


"Call me! Let's look younger."


"Yes yes. Onion!" Mitha sewot said, her eyeballs twisted saturated.


He did not think too much about where Azzar would take him at this time. He was just busy enjoying the view of the city through the glass window.


Kruyukk...


Azzar turned his head towards Mitha, the gadus smiled awkwardly looking at him.


'bikin was ashamed' Mitha's inner self while holding her stomach.


Azzar pulled his car over in front of the seafood restaurant.


"Kok quit?" Mitha asked confusedly.


"Hungry." Answer Azzar briefly.


Mitha looked at Azzar with sparkling eyes. Then switch to choosing the food menu. He pointed to several menus, Azzar gawking at his making.


Nah! It is not a matter of money, but is his little wife able to spend all the menu he chose? Because, he not only chose one or two menus, but five menus at once with two packs of rice.


Azzar only ate a little because before picking up his wife he had lunch at a restaurant near his office. Azzar slightly gaped at Mitha bribing the last rice.


"Ahh...."


After lunch, they returned to the car. Not half the journey Mitha had fallen asleep because of the satiety.


******


"Where is this?" Mitha asked muttering. He opened the blanket with a tense face, afraid of things that did not happen.


'huft..thank God' his inner speech when he saw his clothes were still complete. He also wears a school uniform.


The last he remembered, after lunch with Azzar, he fell asleep because he was full.


When he woke up, he found a different place. So many questions in Mitha's head. He walked through the room.


'ah, maybe he took me to his apartment.' Dimas used to tell me that Azzar preferred to live in an apartment, Azzar deliberately bought an apartment near the location of his office so as not to be late to work for reasons of distance and also traffic jams.


This room is very neat, with shades of white ash. He walked up to the computer desk, there was a family picture frame. Dimas, the Goddess, the little Azzar and a baby in the arms of the Goddess. They look happy. But the question now is, who is the baby in the arms of the Goddess? Isn't Azzar an only child?


After finishing browsing the room, the girl went out towards the front sofa of the TV. The room looked a little collapsed, dirty clothes and pants were scattered on the floor also on the sofa, wrapping snacks scattered on the carpet, and not a few snacks were scattered.


Ckckck Mitha clucked at all this, then took out some dirty clothes that were scattered, and put them in a basket of dirty clothes.


After finishing cleaning the living room is so dirty, his stomach immediately keroncong ask for food. He walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.


"What's this?" His eyes were rounded as he looked at the contents of the refrigerator filled with instant food. There were no vegetables in the two-door refrigerator. Not even one egg.


Because his stomach has been very rumbling, he was forced to cook one of the instant foods that exist, the same bodo period that has.


Mitha seemed to enjoy her food while watching television, suddenly the vibration of the phone next to her took over her focus. A WhatsApp notification appears on the screen.


[Om Azzar: if you're hungry just eat the food in the refrigerator, your change of clothes is already in the closet. The underwear is also in the bottom drawer of the closet itself.]


Tumben once her husband sent a message with many words. There was no intention of replying to Azzar's message. After the meal was finished, he immediately washed the dishes and cleaned himself.


- Pov Mitha


After my stomach felt full I washed the dishes and cleaned myself. It feels like my body. When I saw the clock on my phone it was almost four in the afternoon. I forgot that I have not prayed Ashar.


After the shower I walked to the cupboard that was meant by Om Azzar, ahh mas Azzar. Many times my mouth is mispronounced, my husband does not want to be called om, looks very old he said. He is old, unconscious of age.


My eyes rounded in surprise as I opened the drawer where my underwear was. I took one of the bras that was three times the size of mine. Not only that surprised me, all the bras in this drawer are very complete in size. Oh, my God, what my husband's intention is to buy it, why not ask me for the size first.


Drtts...


The phone I was charging on the nightstand vibrated.


[Om Azzar : I don't know what your size is, so I bought you all sizes.]


I applauded my eel when I read her message. It seems he can hear my heart. I ignored the message, then picked up one of the bras that was about the size of me. Then open its top drawer to retrieve ****** *****.


Ohh gosh.what else is this. God, what kind of man am I marrying. Just look at this drawer full of ********** various motifs, some are very thin cloth almost transparent, there is also brocade with transparent netting.


It feels so shameful..


Drrtts...


My phone is shaking again. When I saw the message coming in from Azzar's mas number.


[Om Azzar : I also do not know if you like ************ that or not. I just bought the rest of the store staff who picked it.]


This man seems to be able to hear my heart. You perverted guy. The reason alone the store staff who choose is basically brains.


No, there is no other choice. I'll just use what's there.


Seriate....