The Young Married
Fall down

The husband and wife returned to the boarding house using the services of Grab Car. Inevitably, because Fatih was indeed taken by Riki to the hospital, as a result of course not carrying a motorcycle.

Fatih observed Ghina sitting quietly beside him. His eyes were facing forward, not starting the conversation at all. Fatih's hand wanted to hold Ghina's free palm, but she hesitated. Ghina doesn't like what she does.

"Well, what don't you want to buy?" ask Fatih at last. Ghina turned her head, her clear eyes twinkling.

"I want Batagor" Ghina said. Fatih smile.

"Okay, let's just stop for a second. Sir, a few meters ahead there will be a Batagor seller, can you stop first sir?" ask Fatih.

"Can." The driver replied.

"Btw, are you starting college?" ask Fatih.

"Udah, new introductions," replied Ghina. "How are you?" ask Ghina.

"I forgot. Too busy remembering you," Fatih replied with his joke. This made Ghina pat her husband's arm.

"He answered ngawur!" annoyed Ghina who was rewarded with laughter by Fatih.

"Yes, we're starting to get in, just like, introductions. After all, the department of Business economics is famous for its beauty, so yes we are relaxed," explained Fatih. His eyes still did not escape from looking at his wife, wondering inwardly, why Ghina's attitude changed more, not too jutek anymore to him. Is his wife in love?

Ghina secretly felt Fatih staring at her. It was bad, wrong behavior too. However, he was resistant. To reprimand, he was uncomfortable to Mr. Driver who must have seen him. Moreover, several times he caught the Fathers looking back, maybe suspecting he and Fatih are ABG children who are still dating.

"My husband, I also want to buy rujak, can ya?" ghina asked suddenly, making Fatih a little amused by the word 'husband' which was first spoken by his wife.

"Well my wife, buy what you want. The important thing is that you are happy and full with me" Fatih replied, making Ghina smile. Either Fatih knows what he means or not.

Ghina brought her face closer, making Fatih's heart almost instantly dislodged. Never had his wife took the initiative like this, just this time and made him pound unbecoming. Apparently, her guess was wrong, as Ghina brought her mouth closer to her ear. "Don't geer, I called my husband, because the driver kept thinking about us. Fearful of guessing. Later it is thought we are new ABG children dating, friendly behind the parents. Let it not be a slander, I call you my husband" Ghina explained, making Fatih gulp her own saliva. Apart from not meeting the expectations of his mind, the wife's delicate breath that touched his skin made his body tremble. This position, so intimate and Fatih really likes it.

Fatih laughed softly after Ghina had distanced her face. "Why laugh?" ask Ghina.

"Fearful that you think we're nobody. You didn't want people to know that we were husband and wife, now, even a blatant announcement" Fatih sneered that Ghina was telling her.

"That used to be the same story now" said Ghina. He chose to throw away the face. The driver finally stopped, right in front of the Batagor seller. And it turned out that beside him, there was indeed a street vendor, right after Ghina ordered both.

Arriving at the boarding house, Ghina was immediately surprised by the trash that contained all the instant noodle wrappers. He picked up one of the packages that fell to the floor. As for Fatih, he just relaxed while sitting on the sofa and playing a mobile phone.

"So, you're sick from eating instant noodles all the time?" ghina asked Fatih with a plate, two glasses and a water kettle in her hand.

Fatih. "It hurts my destiny" replied Fatih. Ghina.

"Yes, there must be a cause" Ghina said. "Wouldn't you have if you couldn't eat noodles to me often?" ask Ghina.

"Hehe, khilaf. I'm too upset to lose you" replied Fatih who stared fixedly at Ghina. However, Ghina did not criticize him. He sat down beside Fatih. His hands deftly open the plastic that contains Batagor.

"Gee, it has been a long time since I have eaten this" Ghina said with a smile. His hand immediately took the bamboo skewer, and took the seasoned Batagor.

"Emm, good," commented Ghina, he again bribed. Until I do not remember offering Fatih who continues to stare at the food.

"Aren't you bargaining for me?" ask Fatih not to believe it. He just sipped water in the glass quickly. Ghina turned her head, smiling faintly.

"Yes eat it if you want" Ghina said with her innocent face, causing Fatih to cluck softly.

"I'm sick, still weak, look!" Fatih showed off her hand which had a trace of infusion.

"I'm finished on the infusion, my hands are still sore," Fatih complained, making Ghina roll her eyes off guard.

"That's crazy, it's big too. The man must be strong" he said ketus, who was rewarded with a pinch on his cheek.

"Aw!" Ghina grimaced with her mouth full. Staring at Fatih with a glare.

"Hahaha, rasain, against the husband," Fatih sneered that Ghina did not accept, he replied by pinching Fatih's arm.

"What's against huh? until here, I've been a good wife know, already picked up, continue to nemenin until home. Ck."

Fatih reached out, stroking Ghina's hair that didn't wear any coverings. His wife's hair was long under her shoulders. "Hehe, yes, my wife is the best. Thanks to ya."

Ghina kept her head away, she went back to eating her food. However, his hands were directed to feed Fatih. "Lt!" her word. Fatih who saw that, smiled widely and vigorously devoured the feed from his wife.

"Oh yeah!" ghina's shock made Fatih surprised as well. "Why?" ask Fatih.

"We haven't told our families yet, if we don't split up" Ghina said. He took the phone, to call Imran.

After connecting, Ghina cleared her throat for a moment, staring at Fatih at a glance. "Sister, I'm the same Fatih did not become separated" said Ghina.

"What's? how can? you're sorry for her Na?" ask Imran across the street. His voice is rising.

"Wait a minute, let me explain. The photos you received, it was the setting. It's my own friends who like Fatih" explained Ghina.

"But, he's obviously your husband. In bed with another woman. How can I set it?" imran asked still unsure.

"That's the setting, planned by my friend. He deliberately asked Fatih to help lift the closet to the room, well fit in the room, he pretended to fall, continued to pull Fatih into his arms and they fell on the mattress," explained Ghina.

"Ck, that's impossible. That man must have lied to Na. He has a lot of infidelity. Last time, I saw her kissed by a different woman, in her cafe," Imran explained.

"Sister, please. Trust me the same. Even the events that Brother saw, were all engineered. Her maiden name is Sandra, Mas Bram's lover, her partner Fatih, turns out they are both fraudsters. Now, Fatih's business has to go bankrupt because they're taking everything away" Ghina explained. I heard breath on the other side.

"Are you sure Na?" ask Imran.

"Very sure. So, don't tell any mother. Let it be as if nothing happened to my household, brother," pinta Ghina.

"I want to talk to your husband" Pinta Ilham. Ghina glanced at Fatih, who was staring at her.

"Sister Imran, tell me the same thing about you" Ghina said, and was taken in by Fatih.

"Hallo Bang, how are you?" ask Fatih kindly.

"Because I believe in my brother, I will let you first. But next time, if I find out your mistake and hurt my sister, I will not hesitate to teach you a lesson" said Imran firmly.

"Good Bang. I'm sorry for everything that happened" said Fatih Lirih. His face changed.

"God willing, Brother" replied Fatih.

"Alright, I beg you, take care of Ghina. My sister is traumatized by a malevolent figure like her father. Then you don't be the second bad guy in Fath's life" Imran said seriously. But in a pleading tone. He loved Ghina very much, not wanting anyone to hurt her.

"I'll try to Bang" Fatih replied.

"Beware that you have betrayed," threatened Imran from across the street. "Your neck I'm sure, it's broken. Not just the waist," he continued. Back to remind Fatih, when the other day he hit the man's waist hard.

"Yes Bang. Please pray" said Fatih.

After the phone is turned off. My husband and wife were silent. Ghina focused on eating and Fatih sighed several times. He looked at his wife, his lips were smitten.

Ghina turned, feeling noticed. "When did you eat as a kid?" fatih asked, he extended his hand to Ghina's lips. Slowly stroking the peanut butter on the little lips of the wife.

"Trainer!" irritated Ghina, he distanced his head. Fatih smiled sweetly.

"Na, come to think of it, why do you still want to be my wife?" ask Fatih. "If you say, it's for our family. What does that mean, you want to learn to love me?" fatih asked, his eyes falling into the netra of Ghina. They looked at each other for a long time.

"I-I don't know. We'll see later," Ghina replied slightly. He threw away the face. Then thrust one mouthful towards Fatih.

Fatih accepted with pleasure. Smiling sweet. "You like Batagor, your favorite food?" ask Fatih, diverting the previous conversation.

"Yes, I love Batagor, next to empek."

"Like an empech too?" ask Fatih. Ghia nodded. "If it's fruit, what do you like?" ask Fatih.

"Dragon fruit, very fond," replied Ghina.

"You still want 'is the same green house yours?" ask Fatih. Ghina.

"Yes just remembered. What is his fate now?" ghina asked as she stared at Fatih.

The man smiled. "Fine is it."

Later that night, Ghina and Fatih plan to give a little watering to a flower plant that some Fatih have already moved to black mini pots. The medium-sized green house is now illuminated with lights.

"Thank you, Fath, take care of my green house" said Ghina, touching the flower seeds of a young Girlfriend.

"If we're apart, what do you want?" ask Ghina. Fatih who was beside him smiled.

"Stay I keep. Darling dong, I buy money," said Fatih. Ghina chuckles.

"Keep, how's your business, Fath? any plans ahead?" ask Ghina. Fatih nodded steadily.

"Pastill. I should be able to provide a living for my wife. Do not want to be unemployed" said Fatih sincerely. Hearing that, I don't know why Ghina's cheeks became met behind the dim lights.

"You're not sleeping? all day long, I don't want to rest?" ask Fatih who was not even aware of his wife's change. Ghina nodded.

"Yes, I want to sleep" Ghina said. Fatih went first. However, his hand was suddenly blocked.

"Why Na?" ask Fatih astonished.

"You can sleep in the room" said Ghina. He threw his face the other way, not wanting to be stared at by Fatih.

"What's? try repeat?" ask Fatih amused. He realized his wife was wrong.

"We sleep in the room. No papa, anyways kasian you again sick, will be cold outside," explained Ghina, again making Fatih want to tease him.

"What room was that? repeat it?" ask Fatih, which made Ghina suddenly upset.

"How long have your teeth been cleaned?" ghina's question made Fatih laugh for a moment. He was surprised that Ghina allowed him to sleep in the room. Was the woman not afraid if she did what was 'yes yes'?

Fatih took her bed to the room. Apparently after the room, they are still different mattresses. Ghina is in the room, and Fatih is down. How naughty.

"You don't go up here, watch out" Ghina threatened. Fatih just chuckled.

"What's the hum?" fatih's Goda, made Ghina squeal.

"Just watch out! I guarantee you can't walk tomorrow!" threatening Ghina, made Fatih laugh.

"Yes yes, just calm down. Sleep there" said Fatih. He had laid himself on his mattress that was quite soft, although not on the couch.

Ghina stared warily down, right where Fatih had closed her eyes. After that, he could sleep. He did not turn off the lights because he did not like it.

At night, Ghina snorted in annoyance at the sudden turn off of the lights. Looking for his phone in bed but nothing. He forgot to put it where. Although he felt afraid, but it was reduced probably because there was also Fatih in the room. His feet came down from the bed, his hands groping the wind. His feet tread carefully. He intended to look for a cape on the table, but nothing. She stepped back, probably on the dresser, but alas, her foot stumbled onto something.

Bruk!

Ghina fell on something. Not pillows, not floors but cushioned. Who else if not her husband. Fatih's leg caused him to stumble.

The lights suddenly lit up brightly. And now, leaving two people who were both shocked because of their position. Both hearts were shaking. Moreover, Fatih who when he opened his eyes, there was already the face of the wife on it.

His eyes stared intensely at the eyes, nose, until the lips blushed the wife. Suddenly his mind was wild. Understandably, at night like this, her male hormones must have increased.

Ghina immediately raised her body, her eyes even hypnotized the gaze of her own husband.

"You why Na?" fatih asked, trying to normalize the heartbeat.

"So, the lights are off, I'm gonna find a candle. It fell" said Ghina. He fixes clothes. "Sorry to disturb you sleep" he said, then immediately returned to the bed.

Silently the two held each other's chests. Still feels strange in it.

Yuhuu, YMM!

Thank you for waiting for this story, even though it has been Jamuran times ya😂elama up

Otor apologized very much. Inshaa Allah during LIKE KOMEN road, author will spirit up kok ya. Happy reading..