The Young Married
Kos

Fatih's wife's eyes were glaring. Didn't they agree not to share a room? yeah, because Ghina asked for it herself. Why does it only contain one room? who wants to sleep outside?

Ghina turned around, was about to walk out of nowhere, suddenly her mind was chaotic imagining having to be alone at all times in the room with Fatih.

"Eh, where are you going?" hold Fatih, while blocking Ghina's arm.

"Find the air, it's sultry."

"Sory yes, I can only rent this one, initially want a two-room, but the cost is double."

Ghina sighed, she was a little sorry to see the grimacing look on her husband's face.

"But we can't sleep in one room" said Ghina. "So who wants to sleep outside? I don't want to."

"Are you afraid something you want to happen?" ask Fatih cynic.

"Trainer!"

"No, I'll make a room in the living room. Just calm down."

"I hold your word."

Ghina grunts quietly. Then dragged the suitcase while walking first in front of Fatih. He already holds a spare key to his new cost.

"Start."

"Otherwise Fath?!"

"Don't ask for pocket money from your brother if I can still give you a living."

Ghina. His eyes were fixed with the male-owned eagle netra in front of him. They sat for a moment. Fatih moved forward and approached. Ghina's body was cornered and leaned in front of the door.

"Review if you're anything." Ghina took a swing to snatch Fatih.

"Slowly, I'd like to step in. Rest." Fatih reached for the key from his pants pocket, put it in the keyhole and turned the door knob. Open the simple cost, displaying an ordinary atmosphere and there is no furniture there. In addition to a small table in the corner of the room.

"There can't be any facilities. Thank goodness we brought it from home."

"Yes that's it. Login."

"Why even sleep? mr. Udin is still waiting in front."

"Oh, I almost forgot."

"If Mr Udin is pleased, can you help him enter these things, sir?" ask Ghina.

"certain."

Fatih and Mr. Udin lifted the cupboard, then the cooking utensils and two mattresses. Ghina picked up her belongings which were also still left on the back of the pick up.

"Sir Udin, do you want to make coffee first?" tawar Ghina's.

"No need to Neng. I'll be coffee on the road. While eating lunch."

"All right, thank you sir."

"Yes are the same."

Ghina started to organize her things. Starting from the study table, books to his clothes that he arranged in the closet that he brought from home. As for Fatih, the man did not carry too much stuff. Indeed, men are very simple and do not like complicated.

The murrotal sound of the mosque was heard. Ghina glanced at the clock on her phone. Showing at twelve pas.

"Finally done, thirty minutes left." Ghina breaks down. Look at the ceiling of the room. She had never imagined in her first boarding house not with her female friend but with her husband. A renata? how's the boy doing. Perhaps, after the lecture began to be active the intensity of talking between himself and Renata will be cut. Time and distance of course.

Clungs

[Have we reached Na's destination?]

[Alhamdulillah. Just finished cleaning.]

[Pictured, I want to see.]

[photo attachment]

[How much is the rent?]

[600 thousand]

[Complete water and electricity?]

[Complete. How are you there? I'm sorry I didn't go to your house before I left.]

[Look easy this time. I'm at home all right. Sell food at the market, as usual. Yeah, be careful there.]

[I'm not alone here]

[Heartyou mean. Hehe guard. Kasian Fatih, if you suddenly meet an ex there]

[Naudzubillah, hopefully not.]

[That means you're in Fatih's room?]

[No]

[Why? you're husband and wife?]

[I'm not ready Ren.]

[Hahaha, feel at home with the genius Fatih. Watch hilaf.]

[Ih ah]

[May soon forget the same Inspiration huh?]

[I forgot who it was]

[Hahaha, pretend to forget after dumping. No papa, there's me for him. The peace!]

[Yes, take it there. All gerogotin]

[Ready, if he wants haha]

Ghina gave a heavy sigh.

"I'm going to the mosque." Fatih looked up from the bedroom door, causing Ghina to reflexively throw a pillow at her face.

"If you want to get in, knock on the door!"

"Yaya, sorry."

"Thank God I'm still fully dressed." Ghina awoke from her lying position. "I have to be more careful" he pressed and headed for the bathroom.

After the Dzuhur prayer and a short sleep, Ghina felt her stomach rumble. He sighed, but was about to take a nap. But, if hungry he will find it difficult to close his eyes.

His feet stepped into his simple boarding kitchen. There was already a gas stove on the table, then a sink, and a plate rack and cupboard that stood in the right corner containing food ingredients.

Ghina stared at the cupboard drawer in the kitchen that contained instant packaged food, ranging from Noodles, Sardencis, Nuggets to seasonings.

"What would she eat?" Ghina is still scanning the closet.

"Ah, why am I so dizzy just thinking what he wants to eat."

His hand took out two packs of noodles. Then light the stove. Take water from the dispenser he brought from home.

Dor!!

Ghina jumped out of place as soon as she was startled by that annoying voice. Who else if not Fatih Rafasya. The man smiled next door. He stared at Ghina and then at the boiling water.

"Well, a Ghina Izzati is ISIS." Fatih clapped her hands, looking up to see what the istrinha was cooking

"Don't start a war with me Fath. Whahuh? ISIS? you think, I turned on the stove to bomb you and this cosan?!" ghina sarcasm.

"Hahaha, that's not what I meant. ISIS, the husband's dream wife."

"Not funny. I don't like your spare change."

"alright. Argh, my stomach." Fatih puffed up, holding her own stomach. Ghina turned her head after stuffing the noodles into the frying pan.

"Why Fath? snorting?" tanyanas

"No. My stomach asks in elus as you like Na."

"Can't you, by the way, on guard? if you pervert once more, this skillet will slap your face."

"Not at school, not at home. It's just horrified."

Fatih pelengos go. Eventually Ghina was able to calmly cook the non-instant Noodles.

"Well thanks Na. You know my stomach is hungry."

"Eat."

"Keep you want to make a model room?" ghina asked in between her meals. He actually could not imagine how Fatih would make his own room in the living room.

"No, I'm ready for the curtains. Later the rope is tied from the end there to the end there." Fatih pointed her index finger, pointing at the wall she would attach the nail to, and then hooked it with an elongated rope, which would later be draped to Fatih's small room.

Ghina mangosteen, while putting noodles in her mouth. "When did your brother visit?" ask Fatih.

"There's no ngabarin yet."

"If it's there, tell me."

"Why say you all. My brother's not a stranger."

"You want us to be caught not rooming?" Fatih laughed mockingly, "your brother will continue to think you're not living happily with me."

"Suzon. I'll let you know he's here."

"When do you have a technical meeting?" ask Fatih again

"Wednesday."

"Do you have any acquaintances?"

"Udah."

"Chick or boy?" search Fatih.

"Don't be an impromptu investigator."

"I'm just asking. A pious Ghina turns out to be stingy on information."

"You the hell, ask my acquaintance what kind of girl. From SMK you know myself most of my girls. I don't have a guy's friend."

"Ilham?"

Uhuk!

"He's the rohis chairman."

"Yes, as well as the decoction, right?"

"Have nothing to say about him" Ghina annoyed. He shifted the topic. "So, you're going to Fath's college tomorrow?

"Yes." Yeah."