
Shinta was still looking at the white box carefully, there was a red ribbon also on top of her, the feeling of the time she left out she did not see any boxes on the dining table
"Who's this?" Said Shinta frowning her, taking the box and staring at her
"You open but who's this? no one else comes in here either" Shinta muttered and then looked around the apartment that she and her husband lived in, nothing strange, only the front door was locked, access was locked, especially the balcony, where is there anyone who wants to climb up to the eighth floor and enter through the balcony? gradakk! once fell directly to his life
*Aduh honey.. let's open dong, just open it really doubt you* Inner someone who had just hidden behind the balcony door.
"But the only one who lives here is me Rey, a clean aunt once every two days, can't you open this?" Shinta muttered confusedly and because of the growing curiosity, he finally opened the mystery box
When the red ribbon was released, he slowly opened the lid of the box and was a little surprised when he saw the contents of a mini cake, which was a mini cake, what shape he does not know because it is called a circle is not a circle, it is also called an oval, not oval, the shape is more like a circle whose side lines are irregular like a flat egg without a mold, and on top there is a topping in the form of whipped cream also sprinkle sprinkle sprinkles small number one
"This... one month wedding celebration or what?" Shinta said in confusion but spread a smile on her lips, she remembered that now it was the second date
"Akh... no no, do not care first Shin... mas Rey was just a part of leaving for work, right? where could she make this surprise" Shinta said frowning and removing a smile considering her husband's attitude this morning
Then he intended to close the box again, but his movements came to a halt when there was a burly hand that arrived circular at his stomach and hugged him from behind, Shinta was not surprised because she had memorized well with a hand that had been one month always hugging her
"Why can't it be, baby?" Reyhan asked as he kissed his wife's right cheek
"You scared me" said Shinta, putting the mini-cake on the table
"Hmm? afraid why?" Reyhan asked with his hands twisting the wife's body to face her, hugging tightly at the waist, and their lower body stuck together without a cent
"Yes you do not talk dear again this morning, usually you are always gini, ahem. darling" replied Shinta at the end mimicking how Reyhan's style of speech when calling her dear.
"When did I call her?" Tanya Reyhan chuckled her clone Shinta's clone was more into the coquettish tone according to her
"Yes, uh... What is this?" Shinta said as she pulled a piece of paper from the top pocket of the suit her husband was wearing
"That's a picture" Reyhan replied lightly
Shinta opened the paper and saw that there was an image of a strange circle, topping on top of it and it was really very similar even to the mini cake on the table earlier
"Here are you drawing the cake yourself? request yourself to the store?" Ask Shinta
"Yes, why? you don't like it?" Ask Reyhan back
Shinta actually wanted to laugh to see the picture of Reyhan's cake that is funny like a picture made by Kindergarten, but considering the husband who is willing to draw a model of the cake to give him a surprise, though her husband is not at all good at drawing and it becomes his own happiness for her
"No, this is good.Even the shape is funny" Shinta replied honestly, the cake was funny let alone see the other form of his usual.
"Really?" Reyhan asked doubtful of his wife's answer
"Truly, very good, but next time we mending make a cake together" replied Shinta, she just can't imagine how frustrated the cake shop owner was when he received a cake order owned by her husband
"Good idea, next month we make a cake together" Reyhan said
"And I'm sorry I just gave you this little cake dear" Reyhan continued feeling that the thing he gave was nothing, not unable to give a more luxurious gift, but, but he wanted to try doing something simple for his wife
"Hmm? I like mas, simple things but already make us grateful and happy right? thanks for the cake dear" said Shinta hugging her husband's body warmly, Reyhan clearly returned the hug then loosened a little so that he could see his wife's face
"One month we got married, I know that this marriage is even younger than corn, but I want to remember it and pray that our marriage is always protected by it" Reyhan said
"May Allah make our family sadinah, mawaddah, warrahmah. Make us a couple who can meet in the afterlife. May God please always add to the love between us in living this household ark together with you" Shinta said along with her sweet smile that immediately made Reyhan attack the lips were tubed
One month is indeed a short time, but it will mean a lot if we live well, like the two of them who already know the character and habits of each, respectively, though there's still something in hiding that Reyhan never told me he was one of the white blood leaders, similarly, Shinta has not told me about her identity and the white blood team that is under her auspices
They choose the same path, hiding each other's reality for a while for fear that if our loved ones are hurt by honesty, maybe for some it's easy, but for them it was hard not to lose each other
"Mas Rey stop..." Shinta said to stop when the hand was rogue spread where
"Why? it doesn't matter if it's still noon" Reyhan said again giving his attack
"Bu-not that, I'm getting caught" said Shinta pushing her husband's chest slowly while closing her eyes
"What wallet, baby?" Reyhan asked confused
"There is a moon" Shinta replied
Jeduarr!!
"What?" Reyhan said limp was already in a lightning bolt in broad daylight, even though his lust had reached ubun ubun
"Why didn't you tell me from the beginning?" Reyhan asked in frustration
"Yes, you directly attack gass poll attack just not the first" replied Shinta
Reyhan ignored for a while and chose to close his eyes, take a deep breath, exhaling slowly to neutralize the heat in his body
"Take a breath...breathe" Goda Shinta when she saw what her husband did, she really pity but want how else? he just got it at his house
"Jahil" Reyhan said as he stroked Shinta's nose with whipped cream
"You are also ignorant" said Shinta wanted to avenge the actions of her husband, but Reyhan actually ran to avoid
"It's not?" Said Shinta running after her husband
"Mas Rey, don't be reckless, here..." Shinta said following Reyhan who ran around their apartment room
Long enough like that and finally Shinta gave up because she was exhausted, she preferred the temple to fall so that Reyhan did not continue his run
"Ouch... " She said Shinta sat on the floor holding her leg, and Reyhan who heard it automatically turned her body to approach her wife
*Asik.. My plan succeeded* Inner Shinta.
"Darling, you don't papa do you? where's that sick?" Reyhan said in a panic and took hold of his wife's leg
"Because of you" said Shinta directly give a scrawl of whipped cream on her husband's nose
"The bad wolf" Reyhan said when he realized that his wife's fall was only a temple, he then kissed all parts of his wife's face without being missed
"Why can you run so fast? make tired" said Shinta wonder
"Yes, because he is diligent in sports every night to maintain stamina" Reyhan said, winking one eye
"Essum" Shinta said, advancing her lips
Tong!
their apartment bell rings with a guest
"You open the door, baby, I change for a while" Reyhan and Shinta nodded in response, he fixed his hijab that was a little messy because of her husband and woke up to the apartment door
Chequek!
"Assalamualaikum" said papa Raka and mama Riana smiled broadly when she saw her daughter-in-law's son
"Waalaikumsalam pa. ma" said Shinta greeting their hands one by one and inviting them to enter.
"Where's the Re dear?" Ask mama Riana
"Still changing clothes ma, Shinta make a drink first ma, pa" said Shinta wanted to leave her parents in the living room
"Eh.. mama come, this is a side dish for you" said Mama Riana carrying some food bags.
"Kok bothered to bother ma?" Shinta said she felt bad
"Don't bother you son, we rarely come here right" said papa Raka
"Yes, yuk mama's coming" said mama Riana then followed Shinta's footsteps towards the kitchen
"What do you like to drink?" Ask Shinta
"Tea bargain, papa likes to drink it" replied Mama Riana while arranging the food she brought on the table
"Who's cake is this, baby?" Ask Mama Riana to see Reyhan's cake
"It's from Rey ma mas, funny yes ma his form" replied Shinta smiling
"Funny anyway, is he himself who requests to his store?" Ask mama Riana to guess
"Yes ma, Shinta also does not know where she got the idea from" Shinta replied chuckling
"Surely the shop was frustrated because of the order of the Re" said Mama Riana chuckled
"Yes maybe ma" Shinta said, confirming that he also felt so
"Oh yeah, Re likes being naughty not the same as you? if naughty let mama jewel her ears" said mama Riana did not know that her son heard what she said just now
"Ehem.. naughty same wife herself is also not papa ma, halal" Reyhan said lightly and approached the mother to kiss her hand.
"Well, if you make a baby mama cry" Threatened mama Riana
"Yes ma. yes" Reyhan said according to him, after all he was reluctant to make his wife cry
"Call papa in Re's living room, we'll have lunch together" said Riana's mother after finishing arranging the side dishes she brought
"Will I go past lunchtime still want to eat ma?" Ask Reyhan
"It's not papa, it's late also because your apartment is a bit far from home" said Mama Riana
"Call aja mas, we have lunch together, it is rare to be able to gini" said Shinta who was right too
"Yes baby..." Reyhan said deliberately saying that in front of the mother
"Darling, dear, have called papa first later continue to love her dear" said Mama Riana chuckled, while Shinta was only ashamed of herself due to her husband's words
When Papa Raka comes, they start lunch together with a happy heart because of the life now given by him, he said, the word thank God always adorns the inner Shinta because of how beautiful the life she now lives
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