Wrong Uterus
Chapter.47

"So the baby moon, are we going back to your hometown?" Arman seemed fixated when he saw the wife was tidying her clothes in the suitcase.

"Yes, I haven't been on a pilgrimage to Mom's grave in a long time. Brother Devan and Dad will come along too" he said." He who was focusing on tidying his clothes into a suitcase looked back at Arman. "Does he mind?"

Arman shook his head quickly. "Not at all. I just didn't expect the babymoon you meant to go home. I'm sorry I forgot about your late mother. We should make a pilgrimage there, but how many days? I'd like to adjust my schedule to the company."

"Emm .. four days is enough. Brother Devan is coming too. Can I not work?" syifa asked as she tidied the clothes into the suitcase.

For so long he did not return to his hometown, the longing for the homeland began to rouse let alone the desire for the pilgrimage of the mother's grave is very large.

Their departure was still two days away but Syifa had packed up while thinking about what he had to bring back to the village.

"Can be set." Arman approached and hugged his wife from behind. "Just what I think, later if my dear wife wants street food as usual, is it there?"

"Mas don't worry, there are a lot of market snacks that we won't meet here, I can't wait to go home."

Arman smiled again and kissed his wife. "Well, tomorrow I'll be overtime, finish everything and the day after tomorrow we leave for your hometown."

Sontak Syifa reversed her position and immediately hugged her husband. "Thank you, my dear husband. The more love it becomes."

Arman's face appears red when he hears Syifa calling him with a call of affection for the first time. "What did you call me, honey?"

Niana let go of her embrace and looked at the husband with a wrinkled forehead. "Well, honey, can't a husband?"

"Very can. Just this time I heard you calling like that. Uh if I may Mas want you to keep calling like that, it's so romantic it sounds."

"All right, baby."

The smile of the sumringah ceaselessly colored the charismatic face of Arman Alfarizi. "MasyaAllah, very cold hearted Mas. Can I peek at Cabay for a minute?"

A pug!

"What the hell is Mas. I'm gonna go finish the stuff first."

Arman laughed again as he looked at the embarrassed expression that dominated Syifa's face. "We've been married for a long time, you're still ashamed. Which part has not been seen, all is still imagined, lek--

Syifa threw a top dress, right on the face of the husband. "Mas Arman, it's very clever to piss me off."

Finally, Arman's laughter broke. "This is a good upgrade. Usually you just pout, this time start throwing clothes. Good, that wife should be a little ferocious."

Syifa looked at her husband with a look of disbelief. If usually a husband wants to be respected and treated gently but Arman instead likes if his wife is angry and upset.

"Huh, there's-there's just. To make a sinful wife his name. But if Mas really likes it and doesn't matter, it's okay to sleep in the workspace tonight."

Arman came closer and hugged his wife from behind. "Not want to be away from you and our future children."

When Arman was hugging while closing his eyes, but suddenly he heard the sound of his wife's stomach trembling. "Darling, you're hungry, aren't you?"

"Hem ... little bit, rice sit normal place can?"

Arman let go of his embrace and took a few steps back. "Any First Lady, want to eat in place or wrap?"

"Just wrap me up, it's late" Syifa replied as she stroked the husband's brew.

"Ready, wait a minute don't fall asleep."

"Yes, Mas. Thank you, yeah."

Arman grabbed his car keys and quickly stepped out of the room.

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Syifa and her family finally arrived at Minangkabau international airport.

Today they will go to one of the villages in west Sumatra. The village is surrounded by verdant rice fields and also corn plantations.

The village is the oldest village in Minangkabau and is right on the slopes of Mount Merapi.

This village is about fifteen kilo meters from the city of Batusangkar. And not much is known to the general public that this village is one of the most beautiful villages in the world.

Fortunately Syifa was born in the village with abundant food that lived him to be able to migrate to the capital.

They also still have to continue their journey to the village by using a car that has been rented online by Arman before their departure.

"I'm afraid, I should take my car to the village, let my SD friends, MTS know that I succeeded in the capital," said Devan who sat in the chair with his father.

Ptaak!

One jolt from Dad landed right on Jidat Devan. "Basic! Success in the path of sister-in-law you are proud."

Devan snickered when he heard his father's words. "Well Dad keep on what track, SBMPTN? We're both successful because of Arman's help."

"Dad, Brother Devan don't fight. Like rice, the more it contains food, the more it will duck. Later Syifa will not yes, Father and Brother Devan bragged about property."

"Yes Bu ustadzah," Devan and Dad replied simultaneously.

It also makes Arman unceasingly chuckle. Somehow he felt that his father-in-law and brother-in-law were very obedient to Syifa now.

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The sky began to fall, when the car driven by Arman arrived at the yard of the house with a classic design Minangkabau. "This is your aunt's house?"

"Yes, it's still very classic. Let's go down, I miss Amak and Uni Nada."

"You wake up Brother Devan and Dad first.

"Oh, I forgot."

Syifa got out of the car and opened the back door. After a while of trying finally his father and brother woke up as well.

Just like that, someone came out of the house. "Pipe!?"

Sontak Syifa turned her head when she heard someone calling her little name. "Miss Tone?" He moved and immediately hugged his cousin.

"Hindu with Syifa, not with me huh?" sahut Devan rubbed his eyes.

"Ah you are, getting older. We are almost the same age, my son has been in Elementary You are still single" said Uni and tekekeh with Syifa.

"Old man" said Father.

"You really like to tease me." He approached and placed his hand on Arman's arm. "Union, this is our sister-in-law. His name is Arman Alfarizi."

Nada looked at Arman while flabbergasted. "Mudo pus dashing (Young and handsome). Cipa's smart to find a husband."

Arman extended his hand before the union of Nada. "Greetings, Uni. Along the way Syifa told me a lot about Uni and Amak."

Uni Nada grabbed Arman's hand. "Welcome, Arman. My cousin Cipa, let's go in, Amak is busy cooking to welcome you guys."

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The story of Syifa cravings will continue in this village, who is curious about Arman who became an impromptu village person in order to comply with the demand for Syifa cravings. Do not forget the action of kocak Devan will be its own point, continue to support the author yes, let the more spirit.