You Relieve Me to Take Off
Ch04: Set Strategy

Next day. Wan Aina had just finished her duties as a wife. From preparing her husband's clothes—to preparing food. The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. Distract him.

“For Mas!” sweep it with a fluffy smile. But the master simply nodded, and immediately sat down.

A day of being Ali's wife, made her understand a little. If her husband is quiet, or does not know each other. This made him remember what happened last night.

...***

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“Don't Mas!” shouted Wan Aina trying to maintain the pillow used to cover her face, so as not to escape from the grasp.

Just contact this made Ali silent for a moment, scrunched his forehead confused.

“I know, Mas Ali got married because he wanted to have a son! But not tonight I'm not ready!” the girl's great-grandchild from behind the pillow.

Makes his interlocutor glare.

“Heh?” Ali pulled the pillow violently.

Making Wan Aina flinch. When the pillow that is used as a defense comes out of the grasp.

The girl immediately covered her face, turning her back to her husband.

His shoulders shook violently, a sign that he was really scared.

“Aina!” ali's call echoed in the room.

Making the girl cut off the husband's words. “Wear clothes, don't be naked!” his behavior, making his interlocutor again gawk.

The man took a long breath again. As if I don't want to waste time. He pulled Wan Aina's shoulder firmly, making the girl face him.

Wan Aina was surprised when someone pulled her shoulder strongly, making her body turn to face the other person.

“Aaaaaaaaaa!” Even though the mouth is wide open. In fact, it does not make his sense of sight open.

“Open!” ali's word was full of emphasis.

The girl nodded quickly.

“Mas, get dressed first!” his whining, made Ali furious.

The man immediately drew his wife's hand, which was used to cover the face.

“Open your eyes now!” His tone sounded like an order, but it did not necessarily change the principle of his young wife.

“Wan Aina!” a call with a long name, hinting if someone has been angry.

Wan Aina opened her eyes.

First look at her husband's neck. Which makes the fur of the sit stand up, his eyes began to trace downward down to the shoulders. Wan Aina breathed a sigh of relief, as her husband's body was wrapped in a black T-shirt.

Damn his stupidity made him wrong.

'Stupid! What do you think about me now. My brain's been contaminated by the novel and Drakor, agrh! I want to drown myself in the ground!'

The girl flinched when suddenly, Ali held both of her shoulders, leading her to the side of the bed. Guiding him to sit down, there must be fear. When her husband laid her body. The girl tried to calm down, but it was precisely the tension that dominated.

“Aina usually when sleeping, the lights are turned off?” ali asked, covering his wife's body. Which is answered with a head.

“Sleep!” turn around, reverse direction.

But someone pulled his hand. Make the man look.

“Em-tow where?” asked Wan Aina with suspicion. If the husband will leave him, and go to the house of the first wife.

...***

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Remembering what happened last night made him. Speculated that her husband acted more than spoke.

“Ehem!” Dehaman this time made the girl wake up from her daydream. Even the rice that was in the centong, fell back into the basket.

With deftness Wan Aina immediately picked up rice for her husband.

The girl's eyes squinted, when she heard someone sigh long.

“Sorry!” her great-grandson was slow, putting the plate in front of her husband.

When Wan Aina placed the plate in front of her, the man nodded slowly. As a form of thanks.

Ali started to enjoy the morning meal. A spoonful of rice with stir fry broccoli mushrooms. Has ransacked his tongue.

Quickly the man pulled the sauteed plate away from his wife's reach.

Ali looked at his wife, who was also looking at him in wonder.

He saw his wife's changed face. He also gave an explanation.

“Ehem, Aina can you eat anything else?”

Wan Aina's forehead wrinkled, hearing her husband's words.

“To be honest I'm a typical person, one who doesn't like to share. Especially with the thing I like!” That brief explanation, makes it easier for interlocutors to easily understand the point.

It could even be interpreted, if he liked the stir-fry made by his young wife for the first time.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, at least not necessary. Waste energy to explain the cooking problem this morning.

“Please, after eating! Make me stuffed, with this menu! Do not leave it aside though, even if only one piece” he said while pointing to a plate containing stir-fry with a tablespoon.

“And remember, you dare not taste it!” he made his wife happy again.

For Wan Aina it was the highest achievement. Where he is not too able to cook, but in fact the husband actually likes his cooking. Even her husband was not willing to share.

The girl came back from the kitchen, carrying the lunchbox.

'About last night, he went back to the room at what time!' his inner.

Remembering that her husband left the room last night. After answering his question. But when I wake up. She found her husband sleeping next to her.

If only Wan Aina knew, if last night her husband. Avoid sleeping with him, and prefer to sleep in the reading room.

Even Ali has also installed a small CCTV in the room, to monitor. What young wife sleeps according to her request. Or just waiting.

But if Wan Aina stayed up all night and waited for her husband. Believe me, Ali must have chosen to give up. Back to the room accompanied his young wife to sleep. Although very heavy.

“Omong-by the way, last night the work was done until what time? Twelve o'clock when Aina woke up due to pee. Mas, not yet returned room.”

Ali choked on his wife's words. Making Wan Aina thrust a glass towards him.

“Wall clock in dead room. So it can not be used as a benchmark” replied Ali briefly. Put an empty glass on the table.

“Ouh!” The girl nodded in understanding.

If only she knew, if her husband had installed the clock battery mistakenly.

Obviously last night her husband returned to the room at half-four in the morning.

After finishing breakfast, Wan Aina delivered her husband to the terrace of the house. The girl kissed her husband's hand, just as Meisya kissed Ali's hand.

Wan Aina closed her eyes, as Ali's hand rubbed her head that was covered in a headscarf. She thought her husband would kiss her on the forehead.

Seeing this, Ali could only sigh. It is very hard if he kisses another woman, other than his wife Meisya. However, he also felt guilty, if not repay Wan Aina's kindness.

...***...

Ali stepped into Meisya's house to get her car.

“Morning Bib..!” greet Meisya.

The man immediately ran towards his first wife. Like a child, who is picked up by parents after school. And hugged like Teletubbies.

He drowned his face on the neck of his first wife, who was covered in a long hijab.

Meisya already knew of her husband's attitude. Who likes to smell the scent of ownership.

“You satisfied Hem?” tanya Ali who still hugged his wife's body tightly.

Meisya smiled behind her niqab, as if tofu. If the direction of the morning talk was about the second marriage.

“Bib, later,” said Meisya switched the conversation, so as not to argue in the morning.

The man broke his embrace, and cupped Meisya's face with both hands. He wanted to feel like he was nagging, because of his wife's decision that he considered crazy. But seeing Meisya's black netra, he was unable to do that. No matter how it all happened.

All he could do at that time was to kiss Meisya's eyes in turn. And expect a fair reward.

“I'm leaving!” he waved his hand, one hand opening the car door. Fortunately, he had kept his food box in his briefcase.

TBC...

Set this Strategy with regard to Ali who set, so as not to be in bed with Wan Aina.