The Secret Wedding's
T U J U H

- Azzar pov

"Yyyyyyyyy"

I was shocked to hear the screams of my little girl. When I looked up, my eyes were wide open to see a beautiful sight. Oh, my God, I haven't seen all 'my little sisters' awake yet.

Huh, I have to endure this desire somehow until when. Immediately I covered the look on my surprised face.

"What's going on here?" He screamed from the bathroom. God, why is this girl so adorable. I just want to swallow it.

"It's up to me, this is my house." For some reason it was so good to tease Mitha, her face that frowned when angry or upset was adorable. Especially her thin lips that pursed.

A wicked idea came into my head.

"Exit om! I want to change clothes!"

He forgot to bring a change of clothes in the shower.

"If you want to change clothes, change them."

He must be nagging right now. The shadow of her pouting face made me want to tease her.

"Basic bawdy!!!"

I laughed at the screams of my little girl. Already, already. My stomach is hungry. After my black purse I found my thump I came out of the apartment looking for breakfast.

The stock of instant food in the fridge was up last night. The first day that Mitha was living together with me in this apartment, she grumbled because there were no ingredients that could be cooked. Because there is only instant food in the refrigerator.

'don't eat instant food too often! Not good for your health!' as said.

Morning at noon like this is good to eat chicken porridge. Coincidentally near the apartment there are those who sell chicken porridge.

Ting!

The sound of the phone notification made me stop feeding a spoonful of chicken porridge into the mouth.

[I went to the supermarket for a while, bought the kitchen needs have been exhausted also many other needs.]

It was a message from my little girl. I haven't received five minutes of that message. Mitha walked out of the apartment.

Although my stomach still felt hungry because my breakfast had not run out, I immediately took out a hundred thousand bills to pay for my food.

"Sorry sir, I'm hunting. Just go back to your dad."

"But den, this is a lot." The porridge seller was surprised to hear my words.

"That's okay for you, thank you."

Seeing my little girl's body getting away. I no longer ignore the words of the porridge seller.

"MITHA!"

I accelerated the steps to align his steps, but unfortunately he even helped accelerate the pace even almost ran.

'why is he running?' my mind says.

Ahh if this is how I look like a kidnapper chasing his target.

the Azzar pov end

*****

"Why are you taking so many vegetables? You want to rival a goat? Huh!" Azzar asked with a slightly high tone as well as perfectly rounded eyes. Because the trolley that his wife was pushing was almost full of all kinds of vegetables.

"Can you please get me another trolley? I don't think this trolley is enough to hold all my groceries." Instead of answering Azzar's question, the girl switched the conversation.

Huh!

"I don't like to eat vegetables! Give me back all the vegetables you took!"

"No! From now on, you should eat vegetables often!"

"No way!"

"Why? Vegetables are healthy for you."

"bitter"

Slowly the cold attitude of Azzar began to melt. That's when he was just next to his girl. Yes, Mitha slowly managed to melt the poles that lay in the heart of Azzar.

"Please get me one more trolley. I still have a lot to buy." Mitha again begged Azzar.

The huft! Azzar breathed a rough breath, but he still obeyed his girl's request. Just as his right hand was grasping the handle of the trolley, his net found someone he knew.

'ahh mukin is just like' Inner Azzar said.

Not wanting to upset Mitha for waiting too long, she immediately pulled the shopping trolley towards where Mitha was.

"Take the trolley for a long time!" Mitha grumbled as Azzar walked up to her.

Mitha did not answer Azzar's question, but she walked towards the snack shelf. He took some kind of snacks. Azzar gawked as his wife's tiny hands continued to stuff various types of snacks into the trolley he was holding.

"Friends watch Drakor, xixi" Mitha said when she saw Azzar gawking.

After that they walked to the shelves of other household needs. He also bought soap and shampoo.

"Have you?" Ask Azzar.

"Emm..." Mitha seemed to think a little, remembering what needs have been exhausted.

"It looks like it's already."

Finally they both walked while pushing their respective trolleys that had been mounted towards the cashier.

After the cashier finished counting all her groceries, Mitha immediately pulled out her wallet and took out the debit card Azzar gave her three days ago.

Too bad, his movement lost the cheats with Azzar. Azzar had already handed over his debit card to the cashier.

"I told you, that's for you shopping for your needs. For the needs and needs of the house it is my responsibility."

With a gaping mouth Mitha looked at Azzar. These few days the cold man had already spoken to her a lot.

"So, the flies will come in and you'll feel it." Azzar meredek.

Hearing her husband's ridicule, Mitha immediately closed her mouth.

Since initially they were just a walk away, Azzar took the initiative to book a taxi online.

Mitha waited in the car while eating chocolate. He glanced at the rearview mirror, Azzar looked rather troubled carrying some grocery bags.

Despite the distress Azzar did not want his girl to bring their groceries. He did not want his girl exhausted because their groceries were too much. Yes, although Mitha really wanted to help her husband, but Azzar always strongly opposed.

The car is moving slowly. Mitha glanced at Azzar who was sitting beside her, sweat flooding her handsome face. Azzar's tired face.

"Thank you sir" Mitha told a security guard who helped them carry some shopping bags.

"Same neng, you go first ya."

Azzar helped Mitha drag the shopping bag because it was not strong to lift it. With so painstaking, Mitha arranged all her groceries in the kitchen.

*******

Mitha was struggling with kitchen tools. His hands are playing with knives. The fragrant smell of the spices he was cooking on the stove stopped his activity.

Take a spatula and stir the seasoning. After it was considered ripe, then he put broccoli, carrots, kapri beans, meatballs and shrimp into the pan.

"You what is this? It's very fragrant." Azzar who was still grappling with the thick blanket immediately woke up once his sense of smell managed to catch the tasteful smell of cooking.

"Sure you can cook?" Hearing Azzar's hoarse voice, Mitha turned her head then continued her delayed activity for a few seconds.

Feeling annoyed, Azzar snorted angrily and walked over to Mitha who was busy moving some food menu to the serving plate.

"What are you doing?" Again Azzar asked. But again he did not get an answer from Mitha's mouth.

"Are you deaf?!" Azzar slightly raised his voice hoping to get a response from Mitha.

"Are you blind?!" Reply Mitha was no less fierce.

Actually, Mitha did not like it the most when cooking something disturbing. He was not upset to hear Azzar's question, but he was upset that Azzar was always trailing from behind.

"Hey, I asked daritadi but you didn't answer." Azzar defended himself.

"I don't like to be bothered when I cook!" Mitha said scowling. Her pudgy cheeks bulging funny.

"I'm not bothering you. I'm just asking but you're not answering."

"But you always kneel me, and I'm disturbed."

"All right, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were disturbed."

"Go take a shower! You stink of drool!"

"Why all vegetables? Is there no other menu besides vegetables?"

Instead of obeying her orders, Azzar commented on her cooking.

"none. Eat what is!"

"I told you, I don't like vegetables. Scrap me just nugget."

Mitha glared making Azzar's guts shrink.

Ahahahah... A male lion can lose against a small cat.

Seriate....