When My Wife Is No Longer Spoiled
Assalamu'alaikum, My wife
When he arrived at the supermarket, Haikal immediately chose what items he needed for a month. Siska could only stand still and walk beside her husband.
The woman tried to refrain from interfering, understandably instinctive a wife is very thick. She wanted to help her husband choose.
"Soap already, shampoo, odor has also been .. let alone not yet well," Haikal murmured softly.
"Conditioner and pomade, sir," added Siska making Haikal turn towards her.
The handsome man smiled brightly. His hands stretched out stroking the head of Siska covered by the hijab. Just touch the cheeks of the woman meet.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" Haikal said, feeling guilty.
Siska lowered her gaze. The woman smiled shyly behind the veil.
"It's okay, sir," said Siska quietly.
"That means I can elus again, dong. If it's okay!" Haikal seduces Siska, causing her to keep her distance from Haikal.
"Don't come any closer! We are not muhrim," Siska replied in a fierce tone making Haikal almost laugh off.
The man could only shake his head. The more impatient he dismantled the identity of his wife. Once that happened, he would make Siska unable to run away from him anymore.
"Take a look at you, dear," Haikal's mind became anxious about his wife's behavior.
The two continued their shopping. Haikal stopped on a shelf selling his bird safety so as not to get out of control when flying later.
"Do you like strawberries?" haikal asked Siska to make the woman nod her head innocently.
Soon Haikal took three strawberry flavours to make Siska round her eyes perfectly.
"K*dom? Did Haikal use k*ndom? What's for?"
Various question marks came out in Siska's mind. Is her husband playing with fire out there? Does Haikal like snacking not clearly seem to exist?
O Allah .. If it is true, how broken Siska's heart is.
"Hey, why are you so dumb in there? I want to pay to the cashier's table," said Haikal, who had walked a few steps from Siska.
The woman's daydream is gone, her eyes are teary. He immediately continued his steps. Haikal paid for everything he bought.
"Thank you, sir." The cashier smiled sweetly towards Haikal making Siska cluck in annoyance in heart.
"Hem." Haikal just cleared his throat and then got out of there.
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"Why did you buy k*ndom?" Siska couldn't help but ask when she got home.
Haikal who heard it smiled meaningfully. Can he make sure Siska's face behind the veil must be reddish because it restrains her anger and blind jealousy.
Haikal carried one other bag.
Siska walked very quickly to Haikal's room.
"You're like the host, knowing where my room is, without me telling you!" haikal made Siska's body freeze.
The woman did not know what to answer. Soon Siska cleared her throat slowly to normalize her nervousness.
"I was taken by Reihan, around the house, sir. That's why I know where Dad's room is."
Siska lying makes Haikal smile thinly.
"My whiny wife is good at lying apparently. Just watch out, soon you will get the punishment for daring to lie, darling," Haikal's inner grinned viciously.
"Oh."
Haikal immediately unlocked his room. The door opened, allowing Haikal to let Siska in.
She hesitated to enter the room she had once occupied. Haru feeling and longing attacked his heart, in his see the wedding photos with Haikal are still displayed on the wall.
Clamps.
Haikal locked the door of the room making Siska immediately look back.
However …
"Assalamualaikum, my wife Siska Larasati bint Ja'far!" haikal smiled triumphantly and pulled Siska's veil away.
Deggs.
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