The Young Married
Make Kids

Ghina packed the items Fatih needed later. After that, he left the room and went straight to the kitchen.

"Ummi, what's Fatih's favorite morning drink?" tanyakanya.

"Drink tea, but not every morning either. He often drank water."

Ghina. He also arranged the dishes at the dining table with Nafisah.

"Why your husband?" tanya Nafisah while putting a few bowls of side dishes.

"Mandi Ma'am."

"Oh, call here later. Ready for breakfast in the morning. He's going to Banjar, isn't he Abi?"

Ghina nodded. His hands deftly picked up some fresh fruit in the refrigerator.

After seeing Kyai Zhafran, Maheer and another man, Kyai Zhafran's eldest son, Aziz, join the table.

Ghina was suddenly awkward with the presence of some of the adults. She asked Umm Zainab for permission to call her husband.

"Fath, let's eat" Ghina asked as soon as she entered and found her husband neat in a white dress and a matching robe.

"Okay wife," Fatih replied with a smile towards Ghina who looked so sweet this morning. Light green color gameplay with a white veil that decorates it.

"Have you checked the bag? nobody's missing, right?" ghina asked with eyes pointing to the backpack located on the bed. Fatih shook his head, he approached the wife who was standing in the doorway.

"Why what?" ghina asked as soon as Fatih grabbed her hand.

"Thank you, your little attention made me melt."

"It's not time for a romp, let's get on, everyone's waiting for you." Ghina clucked violently, then pulled Fatih's arm.

"So, if the time is right, can you gombalin you again?" fatih's eyebrows went up and down as soon as he said so, especially now that his hand was held by Ghina.

"You are up to me."

Ghina just grunted. Actually, he also did not want to call Fatih with that name. But, if not later on worry all suuzon people that their relationship is not okay. Despite that fact.

Hearing the call from Ghina, the man's chest shook. "Whatwas? Mas?"

Without looking at Fatih, Ghina nodded. "Yes Mas. I have to train, in front of all your family, call you Fatih."

"Eh, you know courtesy too."

"What year were you born Na?"

"Two thousand."

"Oh, I'm old."

"What year are you?"

"Nine-nine, twelve months, twelve days, remember?" Fatih menoel soft cheek his wife.

"Udah, spit. Waiting to see too." Ghina slightly moved away from Fatih as they were already seen by the people in the family dining room.

After reading each prayer and starting the breakfast activity. Kyai Zhafran opened his voice.

"Ghina did you ask Haulan Fath?"

Fatih mangosteen. "But he left with Rohis at school."

"Why not just be with our group?" ask Maheer.

"No. He has a mandate as the head of a rohis business group, right Na?"

Ghina who had been listening while bribing the rice, nodded with an awkward smile.

"Ghina is like you, classmate of Fath?" ask Fatih's eldest brother, Aziz.

"Yes Bang."

"You are secretly in love with each other? why do you want to marry me?"

Fatih looked at Abinya, it seemed that Aziz did not know about the problem.

"This is at Abi's discretion as well. Avoiding adultery." Kyai Zhafran replied with a heavy tone

Aziz nodded his head. "Yes Bi. Be ready for Fath, the beginning of the sweet household. But, if it's been a long time, he's starting to hook it."

Fatih chuckles. "Let's ask for tips with Bang Aziz."

"Ck, did not expect it turns out you have the courage to act like an adult. Just be careful, if you still like the decetin of Mr. RT's children."

"Huh? lah nah. That's Bang's past," Fatih said, because it's been a long time since her feelings for the cute little girl were gone. Yes, monkey love is the term.

"Ummi, Fisah, who tried to cry when Maulidan? because you know that Mr. RT's son, wants to get out of town?" goda Aziz while feeding slices of fried chicken to his mouth.

Ummi and Nafisah chuckled amusedly. "Let's go, he's another monkey love time."

"Ummi." Fatih looks sulky. He glanced at Ghina who turned out to only focus on eating side dishes and rice on the plate.

"Emang really, right Dek? you used to be the same as Mr. Rt's son. Same with Ghina, it's not rich in school, is it?" tanya Nafisah with eyes glaring ignorantly. He twirled the spoon on his plate waiting for his sister to reply.

"Males answered." Fatih. He was most upset when Nafisah spoke. His brother always mocked him.

The conversation was warm. Question and answer to the newlyweds. Ghina in particular as an additional member. However, of all that exists. No one asked him at all about his father. Because Kyai Zhafran has warned his son-in-law and eldest son, not to discuss it.

"Later to meet near the police station. You just wait there, don't go to the boarding school" said Fatih, who was sitting in bed calling someone.

"Take whatever, the important thing is not to let me down there."

Ghina only noticed Fatih turning off her phone after speaking in an annoyed tone.

"Who?" ghina asked, he was busy pulling the curtain down and breathing in the air.

"Ricky."

"Want he come too? Kirain, the idea is to just sing plus smoke." Ghina had already memorized Riki's habits in school. Which she made sure was contagious to her husband as well.

"I don't smoke" said Fatih and walked closer to his wife.

"Whose name said it? I was talking about Riki, not you."

"But you're avoiding her tone. You also accused me of smoking."

"There's no way you've never smoked at all Fath."

"Not believe it?" ask Fatih who was also facing out the window.

"Something."

"Why don't you like smokers?" ask Fatih.

"What are cigarettes for? although the law is different opinions among scholars, smoking still has no benefit, which there is even a disease. Try it, money to buy cigarettes on the set aside, then if it has been collected, be given up. It's a reward, right? men don't smoke, it doesn't mean it's not cool. Also men don't smoke, won't die."

Fatih mangosteen. "When you need anything?"

"Whatever why? stress emang? so vent it into the cigarette?"

"Yes that way."

They were silent for a while, until finally Fatih opened the conversation again.

"You must have a dream, right?" fatih asked as he looked at the wife's face from the side, looking radiant due to the sunlight that pierced directly into the window of his room. If analogous, Ghina today is like a Cactus flower that stands tall and still survives in a barren desert.

Anyone who tried to touch her, would definitely be hurt by her. However, if left with loneliness, it also looks fragility. Ghina, a stubborn girl and keeps her distance from the people around her. They can care deeply about others, even by being pushy. His gaze was always intimidating, because he himself felt depressed by the presence of others.

Ghina turned her head, for a moment their gazes met. "Everybody has dreams, even if they're small."

"What's your dream?"

Ghina threw away the face. He breathed deep air. "Repo."

Fatih chuckled softly. "Well, I don't want to know the dream of my wife. You've never been that shadowy, if I'm the one next to you to chase that dream?" fatih asked seriously, his hand tapping on the wall by the window.

"Not just anyone I tell my dreams to."

"Eh, I'm just any dong guy?"

"Yes. Who are you?"

"Married man."

"Haha. Funny as it sounds."

"You still can't take it?"

"I don't know Fath either. Confused by everything. I'm an ordinary girl, I have a dream that I want to achieve. I thought, would soon reach it especially after I graduated from school, but in fact I even married. Of course, I would be preoccupied with household duties rather than trying to realize dreams."

"Marriage is not an obstacle to pursuing dreams. I'd like to, so get you to get it."

Ghina turned her head again, her eyes were shady, there was not a single hint of an annoyed look there. Makes Fatih also feel at home staring at the netra of his wife. He felt his chest beating fast, waiting for the girl's reply to his words.

"Can't you?" ghina asked with doubtful eyes. "I'm the same you, can we both go through all the things that we'll face later?"

"certainly could. You don't believe me?"

"Believing the same man is pseudo Fath." Ghina sighed softly.

"Pinter wife. Do not believe in humans. Because they are weak. It could be today promise, tomorrow disavow. Trust us, only in God. Because he will not betray. That's why I won't tell you to believe me Na." Fatih sighed.

"Because, I'm a regular human being. Maybe, today I'm good, but tomorrow is not necessarily. But, I want to be the person you trust to let you fight for your dreams. Will she?"

Ghina smile. "You can be taken seriously."

"I'm no longer Fatih, a bad boy SMK, many fans, like being called to BK, continued to be reprimanded by Ghina Izzati. Now, I'm husband. The leader in the household Na."

"It's hard for you?"

Fatih was stunned, only the first time he heard such a gentle tone and seemed to care about it from his wife.

"No. If you are the same."

"Where did you learn from Fath? good thing I'm not the baperan type." Ghina's eyes are squeaking.

"Almost all men time pinter pumbar sweet words aka gombal. That's why I like you, because you" Fatih clenched her own lips. Was it 'like you' whether he was confessing his own feelings.

"Yes just keep going. I'm used to 'couldn't you say like here and there, or maybe there's been a lot of girls you say 'i love you, i need you' and so on."

"Suuzon mulu same husband."

"That's the truth, isn't it?"

"You're jealous, if I say that to another girl?"

"Ngapain too."

"Yes, I love you Ghina."

"Ck, what a lie."

"Want me to prove it?"

Ghina was stung, as Fatih's hand pulled her arm and unexpectedly, her body was already close to her husband. His eel almost touched Fatih's chest. Yes, because the male posture was higher than her.

"Trainer!" Ghina tried to stay away, but again Fatih pulled her.

"Close your eyes."

"No!"

"The husband's order."

"Otoritre."

"Oh yeah, that's it if it's that." Fatih brought her face closer to Ghina.

"Byhoo!" Ghina shouted loudly while pushing Fatih's body with all her strength.

"Shuuuu!" Fatih immediately smothered his wife's mouth. Worried, everyone in the house heard. "Na, don't go on a date. Later on we'll do anything."

"Biarin, the end you want less. I won't tell you" murmured Ghina whose mouth was free from Fatih's palm.

"Assalamualaikum newlyweds, what's up?" Breath shouted from outside while pounding on the door, making Fatih snort.

"That's right? it's you Na, that rese is here."

Hearing her husband's rant, Ghina simply shrugged her shoulders. His hand moved to pick up the book on Fatih's study table, then to sit down and read it.

"Why are you guys? did you scream from inside?" tanya Nafisah with the look of a plain pretentious face.

"Again want to make a child," replied Fatih original. "There, don't bother."

Nafisah's eyes fiddled, her head shook. "Innalillah, stop the new bride. It's broad day, night is why." The one-child woman suddenly looked at the sister who showed a annoying face.

"Yes, I'm a nuisance."

Fatih pushed the door shut, but was restrained. "Aren't you leaving again?"

"Yes I know. No harm before you leave? Hush, sana Ma'am," kicked Fatih while pushing his brother's body.

Nafisah grumbled little with her tiny mouth, but for a few seconds she smiled to herself. "Ih, gemes."

"What does Ma'am Nafisah say?" tanya Ghina was still focusing on reading. He even took Fatih's glasses lying there and put them on.

"Obviously, he is. Love my room if you miss it again."

Ghina just clucked at the words of her husband, until they were silent and busy with their respective activities. Ghina is reading and Fatih is sitting on the sofa with her cell phone.

The women escorted the departure of several men from Kyai Zhafran's family. Some of the santri who passed by and watched, nodded reverently with a smile, as a form of respect.

Ghina shook her husband's hand with a sweet smile. "Fii amanillah Mas."

Hearing that, it felt like Fatih wanted to laugh. He knew Ghina was playing a show. "Na'am ya jauzati. You too, take care and fii be safe for your journey."

Ummi Zainab who watched smiled haru, while Nafisah laughed softly while looking at the two ignorantly.

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