The Young Married
Not Room

The sun began to rise from behind the clouds. A woman with the status of a wife was seen busy frying rice in a frying pan. Sometimes he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

The water in the bathroom accompanied him. He occasionally looked into the bathroom, worried that Fatih was out in a state that made his eyes dirty. Before that happens, he must immediately complete his cooking show.

However, the activity has not finished. Fatih had come out wearing only a towel that only covered her aura as a man. Clearly showing his field chest. Ghina who had been playing eyes between the pan and the bathroom reflexively dropped the spatula when she saw Fatih coming out of it.

Fatih looked up with wet hair.

"Wear clothes in the bathroom!" ghina shouted while throwing the usual lap used to lift the frying pan.

"Oh Na!" Fatih growled in annoyance, but when she realized Ghina's behavior, she smiled.

"Haha, sorry. Are you ashamed to see me rich?" goda.

"You should be ashamed of Fath." Ghina threw her face away, then her body shifted towards the sink, washing away the spatula that had fallen off earlier.

Fatih went back to the bathroom, washed the face of her face that was hit by a washcloth. Then came back out and smiled back to see Ghina who pretended not to care.

After the fried rice is cooked. Ghina moved it to the plate. Split it into two portions for him and who else if not Fatih.

The man appears to be playing a cell phone in the living room while sitting cross-legged. The curtains that became the boundary between his room and the living room were neatly closed.

"So, are you walking?" ghina asked while thrusting a plate of fried rice towards Fatih.

"Hm." Fatih nodded, then put her phone on the porch. "Yes still waiting for your brother to come here, you will come home, take my bike."

Ghina. "Here he comes."

"That means after I get home from college, I have to pack my bed."

"Yes." Yeah." Ghina said, "remember, it's only temporary."

After breakfast, Fatih get ready to go to the campus which is only a fifteen-minute walk away. Ghina chose to keep herself busy in the kitchen, washing and cleaning cooking utensils.

His shoulder was tapped softly, making him suddenly annoyed, "don't use touch-touch everything, call it a name."

Fatih grimaced, she allowed her hair. Ghina raised an eyebrow, "what the hell is it? why haven't you left yet?"

Fatih thrust her palm across Ghina's face. "What do you mean try?" Ghina refocused on washing.

"Yes kiss the hand. Husband wants to go, pray for cake" said Fatih.

"Kissing hands."

"Have I kissed your cheek?" Fatih covered both of Ghina's cheeks which suddenly turned red.

"Don't Fath!" he stopped Fatih's hand hard.

"Haha, kidding. I'm leaving first. But, there's something heavy on my feet."

Ghina stared at Fatih's bare feet, her eyebrows re-locked, "you sprained?" tanyakanya.

"No, it's just hard to leave a wife alone in a cosan."

"No leaving?!" todong Ghina while brandishing a new spatula in her washing.

"Yes, assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Ghina's show today is cleaning the house, she arranges all the items that are still messy, including in her room. He returned to the outside of the room, seeing the living room that Fatih had conjured into a private room. Her husband was very creative. Ghina smiled to herself, something cool actually, the man was able to rent a cost of six hundred thousand per month.

Ghina pulled up the curtain that covered her husband's bed. He saw that the mattress was still a mess, maybe Fatih did not have time to clean it earlier. Ghina folded up the blanket, tidied up the pillow and bolted it in position.

When he fell asleep in Fatih's bed. Someone knocked on the door, without a salutation. To make him alert himself. From behind the window, he peered to see who was coming.

"Faith, assalamualaikum!"

Oh, it turns out this voice, Sella. Do you know where she came from and her husband?

"Wa'alaikumussalam, Sella, how do you know our boarding house here?" ghina asked after opening the door just a little. He wouldn't let Sella see that there was another room in the living room.

"Where's Fatih?" ask without answering Ghina's question.

"He doesn't exist."

"Where?"

"Campus, there's a technical meeting. You when's Cell?"

"Oh that. I want to look inside." Again Sella did not answer Ghina's question made the owner upset.

"From now I've asked you never answered Cell, why are you?" ask Ghina.

Sella looked at Ghina cynically. "Still ask me why? don't you know what your mistake was?"

"What emang? where do I know. Didn't we just fix the time there was a problem in BK?"

Sella laughed softly. "Yes, but now, I want to take you to war again. Even though there are no friends now. I'd dare to take you."

"In the meantime, war?" reset Ghina. "For what Cell, I don't like enemies."

"We'll see how long you've stayed by Fatih's side."

"You, you still like Fatih?" guess Ghina. "She, already married Sell."

"Yes I know. And what I don't like, she married you Na. Until anytime, I won't like it" Sella said. He pushed Ghina's body to the side so that there was a gap for her to enter the inn.

"Sell, you're not very polite. I haven't allowed in yet, either" Ghina's annoyed that Sella just barged in.

"Oh, how are you?" Sella nodded her head, rubbed her chin, then scanned the surroundings. Right in the living room. His eyes looked curiously at a green-colored curtain.

"Okay, miris also cost. Kasian Fatih, because of your marriage, must rent a makeshift boarding gini," decak Sella without seeing the look on Ghina's face. It was as if Sella was insulting her household. Yes, directly the woman said, that Fatih was destitute due to marriage with Ghina.

"This what?" the question touched the curtain, then grabbed it quickly.

"Sella!" peeking Ghina, he tried to pull Ghina's arm.

"Oh, is this a bed? who's sleeping in the living room like this, you guys?" tanyanya could not believe it.

"Don't tell you guys?" Sella hung up her words. Ghina, who saw Sella's body, immediately put up a body so that the woman did not turn to look at another room.

And according to Ghina's guess, Sella quickly ran to her room.

The woman stood in the doorway. See the writing on the door of the room. Oh, Ghina's room?

He opened it quickly and was surprised because there was only one bed. There's one outside too? means Ghina and Fatih, sleep apart guess what.

Sella screams in excitement. "Oh, so you're not roommates?" look at it with a satisfied smile.

Ghina was on the spot, discovered to have been her household secret by her shameless friend.

Yuhuuuu, the authority back again...

Why is Sella so brave now? hahaha, kasian was left married to Fatih

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