Young Ustadz
Flat
The morning prayer rang out from the speaker of the mosque so that Nadhirah woke up from his sleep.
Because he slept on his side facing Royyan's table, so when he opened his eyes, the first thing she saw was the back of her husband who was still standing by in the last place she saw Royyan.
Is this a dream? Why is he still there? Nadirah asked herself in her heart.
"Kang!" call Nadhirah.
"Hm? Eh? You up?" Royyan turned his seat facing Nadhirah.
"Not slept?" nadhirah asked as he positioned himself to sit down.
"Not yet!"
"Huh why?"
"This one just got done! Not too sleepy!" replied Royyan.
"Observe it hurts! The wind too!"
"No papa, there will be you who take care!"
"Nye nye nye!"
"Durhaka you don't want to take care of your husband!"
"Well, who said you didn't want to?"
"Ooh means something!"
"Yes, look at it later!"
"That's it!"
"Sholat stoic!"
"She wants this too!"
"Yes, a piece of shit! Miss out later!"
"Yes yes! Rich umma, bawel!"
"Yes if you do not want to be taken, you must be aware, no need to be ingetin!"
Royyan did not answer again, he immediately went to the bathroom to take ablution.
While Royyan was in the bathroom, Nadhirah made a bed for herself.
"Crains!" said Royyan while confirming the scabbard watching Nadhirah make the bed.
"From yesterday who's done this!" Nadhirah.
"Oooh yeah? But usually the same umma anyway, I rarely finish the bed! Never too neat!"
"Itumah alesan a males!"
"Yes that's one of them!"
"Udah wudhu kang?" nadhirah asked as he approached Royyan.
"Udah, it's cold!" replied Royyan.
"Astaghfirullah, what are you?!" Royyan raised his tone.
"Hahaha!"
"That's bummer!"
"You too!"
"You're more!"
"You are more than anything! The point! No commas, let alone quotes or other punctuation marks!"
"As much as you are!"
"Well, give it a second time!"
"yeah? Always give up!"
"Nye nye nye! Ah ah, wudhu again! Wretched later!" Nadhirah.
"You are ah!" Royyan returns to his bathroom to repeat his wudhu due to the pranks he had a wife.
"Grain again ah!" Nadhirah deliberately stood in front of the bathroom door.
Not long after, Royyan came out and immediately Nadhirah hugged tightly.
"Astaghfiullah! Uhh!" Royyan was angry but he did not dare to act.
The old one is Nadh, comfortable like this! Royyan said so in his heart.
"Hahahahahah, sorry!" Nadhirah let go of her embrace while laughing happily because she managed to prank her husband.
"Why are you off?"
"What?"
"His arms!"
"Well?"
"Apah!" Royyan immediately went back into the bathroom with his annoyance.
"Am I an advantage? Ah it seems like he's upset! Oh, God, forgive me!" Nadhirah felt guilty for her behavior.
"Where is the apology? If you say it, there is no art!"
"Later, I'll make a special meal for Royyan kang!"
"Well if you dare again!" royyan shouted from the bathroom.
"Yes, no!" nadhirah replied and new Royyan came out of the bathroom with his sour face.
Without glancing at his wife, Royyan flatly straight straight out of the room.
"Ah fix this mah angry! Ah fucked ah!"
"Sholat first!"