THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 94 - ARRIVAL OF AIRLANGGA

"Sister.., my goodness! I've been looking for you everywhere, it's here! Coming, Brother! The wind is less friendly!"

Citra.

He came and flanked. He led me back into the house.

The long-haired creature simply stared with its red-colored tail.

Next time we continue! I said in my heart.

...My name is Stella, Nyai. My family's house on Jambu Raya Block C RT 021 RW 04 number 67. My father was named Gilang Ramadhan and my mother Sofia. Please, Nyai......

It was just that information I heard coming out in the middle of his groaning and giggling that caused a headache.

Hhh...

New PR to me. Although I did not give her the certainty to help, but we did interact and listen to her outpouring.

Image chattering if he just made seblak kerupuk. Intentionally made not too spicy so that I can follow eating it.

Hm... The smell is really appetizing.

Just one mouthful but suddenly my husband was sitting in front of me and pulling the plate.

"What food is this, Citra? Don't love Liana eating carelessly!" he said with a firm voice.

"It's my own thing, Boss Gege! Purely my hand made. Not just buying and selling! Ish's... Don't ban this meal it's too much! Later dede utun picky big fitting food later!"

"Utun dede? Who else is that?"

"Fetal darling call Kak Liana! Hihihi..."

"No! Why is it called dede utun? Ish you are!"

Such is my image and my husband. Unusual bosses and subordinates. Makes my cheeks hurt by holding back laughter.

"Darling! I just tried one mouthful. The doctor can eat anything!" rajukku with netra blinked.

"Eat anything but a nutritious one, my dear Liana!" tepis reminded.

"Yes. But this food doesn't make me sick! Please, okay?"

"Two small bribes, huh? After that don't bring my baby this weird food again. Hm?"

Negotiations are not profitable.

I smiled without answering.

"Hey, weird food? Isn't sushi a lot stranger? Eaten raw-raw continuously dicocol wine vinegar, hm... I said, Boss ate twice!"

Again the inflamed image made me laugh with my head nodding.

"Not vinegar wine, but soy sauce! Your taste means it's a lame one, Citra!" timpal Boss big who feels brother to Citra. It makes me spin more and more.

"The diet of the rich is strange!" cibir Citra with pursed lips. This time my husband did not answer. Just laughing at his favorite ART argument.

"I'll make you rich, Cit! I can eat that food every day! Hehe..."

"Hukk!" reply Image like wanting to vomit.

"Haha..."

"I'm going to take care of Citra! Hahaha.." I added Citra to laugh.

Prayers so rich, everyone must aspire like that.

Before long, Azan Ashar reverberated from the large speakers in the mosque around the factory.

We all got up one by one leaving the living room and preparing for congregational prayers.

"Darling!"

"Yes, Mom?"

"I pray in the mosque?" husband says.

I nodded and smiled a little.

My feet walked along to escort Mas Jonathan out the door.

Suddenly though...

"Mas, beware!!!"

Late shouting. My husband fell down because a black figure standing at the door pushed him with a huge palm.

I ran to approach Mas Jonathan who fell down to the bottom of the floor rolling through several stairs to the terrace of the house.

"Bag!!!"

"It's okay, honey! Don't run like that! Danger for our future children!"

I let out a breath. It could be that my husband is thinking more about the prospective baby in my womb than the wounds on his body due to a fall earlier.

I glanced at the large tall black creature that looked at me and my husband.

What attention? Here, attention!

Brakkk.

I deliberately pushed the door of the house with considerable inner strength.

"Yes? Why?"

"I'm sorry that the door made you fall, Mom! Hehehe.." I spend all my time with the phrase ngasal.

The black creature groaned in pain. My palm imprinted on the chest of a thick hairy even to let out white smoke so hot.

Dare you hurt my loved ones, don't tell me I'm cruel and have no feelings! Get out of here if I don't want to sell to the blau factory!

The creature glared with a frightened face.

For some reason, the blau factory has always been a scary scourge for softeners. Is there a bad history behind the blau factory? Wallahu.

The creature instantly disappeared without a fight.

I helped my husband clean his scabbard worried there was dirt stuck.

"Whoa, I've wudhu!" with a big smile.

"Sorry..."

He started to pull my chin so close to his face.

Cup.

"Gee! Basic.." I said while pinching his waist.

"Sholat first huh?" he said, waving his hands and passing with a smile.

Ah, pleasure! My dream of driving my husband to the door to go to worship is now a reality. Thank God.

"Hey you! Ugly creature! Why are you still around here?" I said after looking to the right and to the left and believing that the state of the house was quiet.

...Sorry, Nyai......

Sorry, sorry! It's as if you made my husband fall! Here you! Let me teach you!

Two huge tall black figures and a long haired female creature appeared from behind the door.

"Him..."

"You again?"

"The teacher who raped me did the same thing again! The victim was not just me! There is even one of them now to be treated at the Capital RSJ!"

"O Allah, O Karim! That man, huh?!" my curse is provoked by emotion.

"Please, Nyai Queen! If the dajjal man is left alone, there will be many casualties again and again!"

"I'm sure that Allah is the Just! God's justice is the best."

"How many more victims must fall?"

"I can't move on my own! I'm pregnant too!"

"Sister,... I can help!"

The voice of a man.

"Airring!?!"

I'm glad my step-sister came. He is the son of Papa from his second wife. And Airlangga is one of those who have abilities like me.

"Come in! This business we will talk about again! Comeing! Pray first!"

I took Airlangga in and stared intently at the creatures who were looking at me expectantly.

Don't come in! If you defy, I will not hesitate to sprinkle prayer water on you!

...Okay, Nyai Queen. But please, your help!...

"We'll see!"

Airlangga and I went inside. We chatted with Mama Tiur and Citra as well. My sister is much more quiet. It might still be awkward to be close to me and my husband's family.

Airlangga participated in Ashar prayers with us and Mr. Saleh became our prayer priest.

"Female, this is your room! Rest first. Later Maghrib we meet again and just gathered with the others!" I said after delivering Airlangga to the guest room located on the second floor.

"Sister, thank you!"

"Don't hesitate, Ngga! Brother's room is on the first floor. That's Bang Genta's room and that's Jordan's mas room! If you need anything, say. Don't just shut up. Okay?"

"Yes brother. Thank you very much!"

I just nodded. She's my sister's the only other mother left. My two sisters from Mama are gone. So now I have to take care of my two younger brothers.

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