TRAPPED LOVE LOVER PAYDAY
CHAPTERS. 74 The Ustadz

Ara shuts her mouth looking at Mita's appearance, indeed an armless mini dress with a knee length.But it's not unusual for her son-in-law to go not carrying a cardigan.

Had other thoughts or influences from the baby, but back again if Mita used to be a rented lover and maybe it will go back to the past.

With cynical eyes Ara saw her daughter-in-law in the trailer entering the house.

"Mita, didn't you just come out with Mr Soup?"

Mita nodded "Sorry Mah, Sup Mita's father is staying at the hotel.Maybe soon home.Hafi has called her!"

Ara nodded "Hafi, bring your wife in and catch a cold!" his speech while walking and passed from before the Son and his son-in-law.

Hearing that saw himself "Hafi, mamah like his insinuating me!" His face became lethargic and bent.

Hafi did not answer, but took his wife upstairs and entered the room.

"Next time don't open your cardigan, bolero or sweater if traveling alone or with me.You just don't like to see you open like this.How am I your husband?"

"Like him I forgot, if mas Vito is not my brother and it should not be right? I'm sorry!"

"I'm not sorry, but don't repeat!"

Hafi hugged his wife, very, very sensi lately.

A few hours ago the doctor said, if Mita can not be depressed or exposed to pressure that is too deep, which can cause her way of thinking too heavy.His stomach will often hurt and the most fatal effect is to fall out.

"Don't cry, Mama later I told her and surely she will understand.Had I said, mamah is a good person!"

Hafi rubbed the water on Mita's cheek, which was getting heavier there.

"Clean, change your clothes and rest"

"You're going back to the office?" Mita looked closely at her husband.Dan Hafi shook his head.

"I'll be here with you, we'll eat together Later mbak Sri I ask for help to bring food to the room"

"Mina how?"

"Mina, maybe this hour is sleeping! And you know for yourself she's a smart little girl.Surely her sleep is long"

Mita also nodded to hear her, Hafi's words were true.Since childhood was close to Mita made Mina always obey Mita and obey with Mita's words and wishes.

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Some side dishes are already on the table and one plate of rice.Don't forget the fruit juice for Mita.Even though only eat a little rice and accompanied by fruit juice, until almost half exhausted, Hafi painstakingly fed his wife.

The door on the ketok from the outside.Sounds Ara who wants to enter.

"Open up Mah!"

Carrying a dusty purple cardigan.Mita saw that.Dan Ara saw Mita's hand holding the side end of Hafi's shirt, sitting next to her.Hafi's hand that feeds his wife.Mita who is leaning on the sofa was immediately straightened up to see her mother-in-law.

"We can eat Fi rice?"

Hafi nodded "A little Mah, but it should be accompanied by fruit juice, and continue like that!"

Her hand held a spoon that was already full of rice and side dishes, thrusting her in front of Mita's mouth.

"Sit mah!" Mita's letting her in-laws.

"Mamah just wanted to drive this, so Mr. Sup took her.Living in the car"

Mita accepted and did not forget to say thank you.

"Sorry mah, troublesome.Must be me down!"

Mita stood up and carried the cardigan to the dirty clothes storage at the end of the bathroom, which was on the walk in closed.

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"You didn't see Fi wrong?"

"What mah?"

"You bought Mita how much lingerie?"

Hafi chokes on "Pasih mah!"

Ara sighed and stood up from her sitting.

Their voices were softened and Mita made sure she didn't hear it.

Out of Mita's room, and closed the door slowly.Ara continued to shake her head along the way to the room.

Anggira who had just climbed was astonished to see his mamah.

"Why mah? Her head hurts, or her neck's wrong pillow?"

Ara looked at her daughter "May prayer will you get a soul mate ustadz!"

"Huh, what??!!!" Inggira also did not understand with his mamah speech.But his ears heard mamah mengamain ni his own prayer.

"Iishhh mamah is not clear!!!" Inggira muttered and passed from there and entered into his room.

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"Where's Fi?"

"Here you go and continue eating again!"

Mita shook her head "I can't afford to spend it all.That's too much!"

Hafi sighed "Yes already!"

Mita grabbed the remote and turned on the television, not the telenovelas or soap operas she was watching, but children's shows.

Laying his back on the sofa bed, wiping his finger belly playing on the navel of money began to stand out.Hafi also saw it and smiled.Putting the plate and spoon on the tray and then carrying it down.

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Angrira who was removing food from the microwave approached Hafi who was washing his glasses and dishes.

"Sir, my mama said this 'Mamah pray you will marry ustadz!' what do you mean?"

Hafi heard that and laughed.

"But mamah, I see from the room brother Indeed there are friends sister ustadz?"

His head immediately nodded, Hafi knew what his mama meant.

"From the boarding school? Indeed there is, isn't his sister never schooled in the cottage? I can't believe you have friends there!" inggira's hands were folded in front of his chest and leaned against the mini bar table in the kitchen.

"Sok knows! No need to go to school there and then have friends there.Friends of many brothers, who in bui also exist.You have a prospective ex-convict husband?"

Anggira curled his lips "No problem, if indeed he is a former prisoner who became good and Soleh!"

Hafi raised his eyebrows, shocked by Inggira's reply.

"Seriously your answer Nggi?"

"Hmmm..." Inggira.

"I want to study religion more deeply, study at every completion of the magrib prayer.With hands and walk together in the city of Mecca.Honeymoon to Japan, and not he who is proud to take me to Mount Fuji, the,but she's proud to have me beautiful and introduce her to the beautiful Mount Fuji"

Holding back laughter hearing Inggira's words, after drinking a glass of water Hafi laughed out loud.

"Sick brother!" Hafi's hand pinched the nose and cheekstrokes of Inggira.

"If you sleep not in the kitchen, your height!"

Inggira suddenly bend his face.Padahat a few seconds then smiled widely and long chested holding hands.

"Minimal in aamiin nin is sis!"

Hafi started to go from there, stepping out of the kitchen.

"ammyin!"

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To be continue