Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapters. 396
"Welcome, dear." Abash opened his arms wide and smiled so sweetly to welcome the new wife into their room.
Sifa was still staring at Abash in disbelief. "Mass? You?"
Abash chuckled softly, drawing closer to his wife still with a wide smile. "Don't you want to hug me, honey?"
Sifa still frowned, even the woman rubbed her own eyes so much as not believing Abash's presence in this place. He thought, is this because he is tired. Or, because she kept thinking about Abash, hallucinating about her husband?
“Why?” Abash smiled amusedly looking at the face of Sifa who was still gawking like that. Funny in his eyes and eager for him to hug and kiss his wife.
"It's really you, is it?" sifa asked who had rubbed her eyes many times. However, the figure of the man he missed was still in front of him and did not disappear.
"Yes, honey. It's me." It's me." Abash walked closer to his wife, still with his arms wide.
"You don't want to hug me?" pinta Abash once again.
Only then did Sifa believe after looking at Abash carefully. "Mas, is this really you? Is this you, Mas?" sifa asked and touched her husband's cheek and patted him hard enough.
"Yes, honey, it's me."
Sifa pursed her lips, the woman's eyes were even filled with tears and ready to fall down her cheeks.
"Hikks, you're blabbering, Mas, why didn't you tell me you were coming here?" asked Sifa who had hugged the body of the husband.
Abash returned Sifa's embrace and rubbed her soft back with an up and down movement.
"I'm sorry, it's upsetting you with me" whispered Abash, but he was glad to have met and hugged his wife.
Sifa's cry grew louder as Abash rubbed his head.
"Hiks .. I think you are angry with me, Mas, because I have to go to Bali, but I have an appointment with you, Mas," whined Sifa while rubbing her wet face.
Abash feels more and more guilty because Sifa did not stop crying.
"Yes, I'm sorry. Actually, this is all my and Papa's plan. Papa accidentally contacted Kak Farhan and asked permission for you to go on a honeymoon with me, dear. Therefore, Kak Farhan sent you to Bali, " explained Abash.
"So, Mr Farhan is also in cahoots with you and Papa, Mas?" sifa asked looking at Abash who was answered nodding her head.
"Yes, Honey. If Brother Farhan doesn't join us in conspiring, how could you possibly be here." Abash smiled and moved his eyebrows up and down quickly.
"Mas, you're really tearing up, huh?" sifa said as she wiped her tears and pinched her husband's flat stomach.
“Aww, pain, dear. Ouch!” abash's moans rubbed his sick stomach from the wife's pinch.
“You're done, Mas! I will be sad, so moved also because you turned out to be here.”
Abash laughed and rubbed Sifa's head once more.
"I'm happy if you're moved, baby. And that means, I managed to make a surprise for you, right?" Abash's smile did not disappear from his lips.
"Yes, Mas. Thank you very much." Sifa put her head back on the chest of the husband's field. They hugged each other and missed each other, but there was not one day they separated, but it feels like they have not been together for a long time.
Kruuukk …
Abash broke his embrace, when he heard the wife's stomach sounding loudly.
"You hungry?" abash asked, looking at his embarrassed wife with a reddened face. What's more his cute looking nose pulls into the snot that might just slide down.
"Yes, Mas. I mostly think of you, so I'm hungry. I haven't had time to eat yet" Sifa's great-grandchild with a blushing face.
"Hmm, okay. Want to eat in your room or go for a walk?" tawar Abash's.
"All the walks can be, Mas?" pinta Sifa was happy and hopeful.
"Of course you can, dong. Yes, if so, now you change clothes, yes. Time to go for a walk to the beach wearing work clothes?" kekeh Abash chuckled as he pinched his wife's chin.
"Yes, Mas. Then I change clothes first, yeah!"
Sifa went to open her suitcase, then took the casual dress that Abash had put in the suitcase when the man helped her pack the item earlier in the day.
Sifa recalled something, glancing at her husband who was sitting on the edge of the luxurious bed that was inside the room. "Pantesan aja you enter this shirt, Mas. It turned out that there was a certain intent," Sifa chuckled while revealing the clothes she had in her hands.
Abash smiled in response to the wife's words. The man also let Sifa into the bathroom to change her clothes, while he will replace the shirt he is wearing today with a beach shirt patterned leaves. Not to forget, the trousers are long above the man's knee, adding a sexy and cool impression in the eyes.
“Don't forget the sunglasses,” said the man while taking the glasses he had prepared for him and for Sifa. Abash looked at her appearance in front of the mirror with the glasses she had worn covering her face.
"I'm ready, Mom," Sifa said as she exited the bathroom. The woman fell silent, amazed by Abash's appearance which looked so stunning in her casual clothes. It felt very different from Abash who he used to see at home.
Abash smiled happily when he saw Sifa. "You look beautiful in that outfit, baby," Abash said.
"You too, Mas, you look like a bule-bule on the beach" Sifa said.
"So, have you ever seen a bule on the beach?" abash asked while raising his eyebrows next to. Now it seems not willing if it is true Sifa has seen the body of a bule without clothes which of course has tarnished the eyes of the woman.
"Yes, Mas, in tivi-tivi," replied Sifa who made Abash laugh out loud.
“I thought I'd seen it live.”
“Ya, if you see live why? They will definitely lose to this handsome, handsome husband.” Tempta Sifa now to her husband. Abash shook his head at Sifa's praise which made him even more in love with this woman.
Abash opened the door and they came out along with Sifa's hand that was wringing spoiled in her husband's arm.
"Mas, you know, I think I'm going to bankrupt Mr. Farhan" Sifa said as they made their way to the elevator.
"Oh, huh? Why do you think it would make Kak Farhan bankrupt?" asked Abash was curious looking at the face of Sifa who now pursed her lips.
"Yes, the end of the room that I will be inapi is a special room that is usually only high officials who sleep there. Yeah, although I don't know how much our room cost last night, but I'm guessing I'm telling you that our room is really expensive, Mom. Aye right?" sifa said with her thoughts.
Abash chuckled softly, one hand he put in his pants pocket. "Yes, that's it. Our room is expensive. But not to make Kak Farhan bankrupt too, dear. Time yes just rent a luxury room for you, Kak Farhan immediately bangkang? There's-there's you, honey. You're funny, you know," Abash said, pinching Sifa's nose in a crisp, flushed slightly.
"That's a parable, Mas. Exaggerated word expression. After all, it is only natural that I was surprised if Mr Farhan actually booked a room for me, with such a luxurious room? I thought this was a business trip. Where do you know if it turns out the trip completes the mission.”
Abash laughed again at his wife's funny chatter.
"Yes, come to think of it, it doesn't actually make sense. It's only natural that you feel confused. But, you don't feel suspicious, do you?" ask Abash to make sure.
Sifa shook her head. "No, Mas. I didn't even think you'd follow me, Mas. The end of your response was when I left, impressed cool and cool know not heh, Mas, I got sad loh." said Sifa.
"Hehe. Yeah, I did it on purpose, honey. I'm sorry, huh?"
"Nyebelin you, Mas. I'll forgive you, as long as you want to buy me something" Sifa said with a full smile.
"What do you want to buy?" abash asked curiously.
“There's. Come!”
Sifa's hand pulled Abash's arm out of the hotel. They passed the manager Sifa had met. The woman found the manager nodding her head and smiling at her. Sifa nodded back and smiled slightly.
“Where do you want to take me?” abash asked once more curiously.
Sifa did not reply, they continued on foot towards a place.
“Buy me this!” point Sifa at a necklace in an accessories store.
Abash frowned. He was really worried about his wife. He thought Sifa asked to buy what, it turns out he only asked to buy a necklace made of shells and also asked to buy a beach hat made of woven rattan funny and wide.
“This free?” ask Abash. Sifa was still looking through all the things that were there. “There's more you want to buy, honey?" abash asked once more as he watched Sifa's eyes continue to scan everything that was there.
"Mas, that bag is beautiful. I want to, will I?" pinta Sifa while pointing towards the same round shaped bag made of rattan webbing.
The seller gave Sifa the bag she wanted and soon the woman tried to wear it. “Beautiful, no, Mas?” sifa asked, revealing the bag she was wearing.
“Cantics.”
Sifa smiled happily, but soon changed her face when the husband did not see the bag, but himself.
“Bas, Mas. Not me!” the woman was upset.
Abash chuckled and commented on the bag the wife was wearing.
“Beauty, kayak who has.”
“I want this. Can ya?”
"OKAY. Alright." Abash tells his wife to choose which bag she wants if she sees another. Even buy two or three, even buy this store even though Abash can. That guy's job is to pay, right? It was a very easy task for Abash.
"There again?" abash asked to confirm, before they left the store.
"Emm,” Sifa again circulated her gaze, then she shook her head, “gak there, Mas," Sifa replied happily.
For a long time he wanted a bag with the shape he was wearing right now. Indeed, the price of the bag he was wearing right now was not too expensive considering this was a unique locally made bag and only ranged from two to three hundred thousand rupiahs. It used to be Sifa who was so calculating to spend money. Although the salary he got from Abash's company was quite large, compared to when he was still working as an OB, but still to spend that much money, he said, he had to think also two to three times before buying it.
The money that Sifa got back then to pay for her college. Yes, although Abash actually offered to pay for Sifa's college, Sifa refused him on the grounds that the man was not entitled to finance Sifa's life before marriage. However, after she married Abash, Sifa also began to dare to ask her husband for something. The item that Sifa asked for was not expensive. Even Abash asked his wife to ask him anything and did not mind if Sifa wanted to buy luxury goods.
Sifa is Sifa, no matter how luxurious the goods are, if she does not feel she needs it, then the woman will not ask to be bought.
Sifa only asked for the items she really needed, such as pots and other kitchen materials. Abash was confused, how he asked his wife to spend the shopping money that the man gave. In fact, out of the one million dollars Abash gave to one day shopping, Sifa only used fifty thousand to buy chili, and other groceries on the market. The rest of his spending money was returned to his husband.
At first Abash was annoyed but also felt funny, because Sifa returned the shopping money to him, but the woman could keep it, right. And every time Abash gave shopping money for the next day, Sifa always refused and said if the shopping money that was yesterday still left a lot. And it must be remembered, readers, that Abash always distinguishes between shopping money and money specifically for Sifa. Surely the money is special to Sifa, always Abash tranfers of fifty million a week. And Abash believes that the money also seems untouched by the wife.
"Mas, that hat seems to suit you," pointed Sifa towards the cowboy hat sold on the side of the road. Abash glanced at the direction that Sifa was pointing.
"You want me to wear that?" tanya Abash who was nodded by Sifa. It was strange, but seeing the wife's smile that seemed wide, made Abash agree to the wife's wishes.
"All right, I'll obey all your orders, honey." Abash and Sifa went and bought a cowboy hat from his wife and immediately tried to wear it.
“Where?” ask the man after trying to wear it. Sifa smiled and was satisfied to see Abash.
Just look, the appearance and face of the man looks more handsome and because it is also the thing that makes the people around them, immediately look at Abash with a longing gaze. Suddenly Sifa felt dislike for the gazes of those people. She felt that if many were to look at her husband hungry, Sifa immediately took her husband's hand in a friendly manner and invited him away from there.
"Yuk, Mas, let's look around at the others," asked Sifa who had currently forgotten her hunger.
"Just look at the others? Don't we eat first?" abash said that again reminded if Sifa's stomach feels hungry.
"Eh, yes mas, forgetfulness. hehehe .." chuckled Sifa innocently.
Abash and Sifa changed their direction. The two men returned to the restaurant to fully charge.