Zayn & Humaira (Polwan Gorgeous Season 2)
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# Muhammat Desta Hamizan
Desta had been waiting for Humaira in front of her campus gate as usual after she returned to work to pick up her lover. Desta has been standing next to his sport bike still faithfully waiting for Humaira, it has been about five minutes he stood there but has not yet seen the trunk of his nose.
The clock has shown at 04.00sore, before Humaira had told him if today he would go home a little late because his lecture schedule this afternoon was a little home from the usual time. Before long Humaira finally emerged from the direction within the smiling gate walking towards him.
" have you been waiting for a long time? " (said Humaira asked)
" no, only then did my brother come to the deck " (desta said with a smile, "let's go home" (desta said again)
Humaira just nodded at him with a smile, Desta put Humaira on her usual helmet before riding on her bike.
" why wear a helmet? " (says Humaira)
" i don't want your head why deck, if you fall the same I fit in the way your head keep safe" (said Desta)
" i'm not afraid of falling, because falling is fun, rich I fell in love with you, eeeeeaaaaa" (said Humaira seduce ala-ala children alay today)
" hahahah, naughty, let's ride " (desta said laughing while telling Humaira to ride on his bike)
" i won't want to ride haphazardly if it's not a guarantee ride to halalin our relationship, eeeeeaaaaaaa" (said Humaira again)
Desta just smiled as he shook his head to hear the flutter of his girlfriend, if only Humaira's words were actually true inner, but until this moment their relationship has not got the green light to continue to the guarantee.
The motorbike he was driving now drove away from the Humaira campus, as usual Desta will immediately drive Desta home to his uncle and after driving Humaira he will immediately return to his apartment.
Desta is not the type of person who likes to roam everywhere, he prefers to spend his own time in his apartment to rest, considering that all day of work he also really needs time to rest. After driving for several tens of minutes finally the motorbike he drove to the yard of Uncle Humaira's house.
Humaira came down from the bonfire of his motorbike, he also came down to remove the helmet worn by Humaira with a smile, as well as Humaira who was also smiling looking at him.
" do not over time mandangin brother that deck " (said Desta who still smiling)
" why? " (says Humaira)
" not strong brother diiatin like you" (said Desta)
" hahahaha, I think bang Desta would say Sin if you look long" (said Humaira)
" it should be the sin of the deck" (desta said)
" but Huma willing deh important sin can see the rich brother gini continue, eaaaaa" (said Humaira again flombing)
" isssss, the queen of dreadlocks" (said Desta)
" important biarin is not Queen derama " (said Humaira), "entered yu bang" (said Humaira while inviting Desta to come inside the house)
Desta saw himself still wearing a uniform and also happened to be very late at this time.
" next time de " (said Desta)
" yes next time mulu bang, let's dong " (said Humaira)
Desta did not want to stop by time to deliver Humaira during an afternoon like this because for him it is not polite to visit when the time is before the magrib prayer.
" tar again magrib deck, not good to visit at this hour" (said Desta)
" i still don't know " (said Humaira)
Desta only smiled at the words of Humaira who sounded spoiled, if only they were both married and legitimate they would not have to hold back this kind of Miss.
" nee will meet again tomorrow " (desta said)
" today I will meet just want to send me bang, afternoon also just meu pick up home from campus" (said Humaira)
" yes, how do you want it? " (says Desta)
" yes I want the same you bang " (said Humaira)
Desta was a little confused to see Humaira's behavior, he then held Humaira's hand and faced Humaira while looking softly.
" yes I have tar malem home yes, but I ask you to wear polite clothes" (said Desta)
" ready, but really yes" (said Humaira smiling)
" yes, yes already there enter " (desta said still smiling)
" that's why I came in, baby " (said Humaira)
Desta just nodded and smiled at Humaira, finally her boyfriend walked to the door of the house, Desta then began to climb onto his motorbike and turn the motor back on.
# Humaira Shakila, Japan
He was standing right in front of the entrance to Gibran's house, looking at Desta, who had just turned on his motorbike, to return home to his apartment, Humaira smiled as she waved her hand as Desta rang the sound of his motor horn to say goodbye to him again. After Desta went away from Humaira's yard and entered the house.
" Desta's back deck? " (says Widia)
There was already his aunt standing in front of him at this moment while smiling Humaira greeted her tantic hand as she always had.
" yes onty" (a short Humaira said)
" what was it that was so long outside? " (says Widia)
" usual is onty" (humaira said with a smile and scratched her head)
His aunt was one of Humaira's friends sharing stories, during her stay with her aunt he often shared her problems with her.
" yes you took a bath there, tar keburu magrib " (said Widia)
" emmm, onty" (said Humaira)
" yes " (says Widia)
" onty tar night bang Desta can play here? " (said Humaira asked)
The aunt smiled as she held her hand and stared at him.
" yes obviously can dong dear " (said Widia)
" yeee, maaci onty" (says Humaira hugging Widia)
" yes already there shower first gih " (command Widia again)
" ready" (says Humaira)
Humaira then went to walk up the stairs because it happened to be her room was above, after being in the room she immediately put her bag in place, she immediately went into the bathroom to clean herself.
After a day he saw the activities of his wife who was outside to do his KKN duties Zayn so know if his wife outside was not playing games or relaxing as he had thought so far, so he knew if his wife outside was not playing games or relaxing as he thought, even with his own eyes he saw his wife busy here and there carrying a paper.
Until now also Miss is still busy, but at this time Miss is only busy in the kitchen to cook, Miss has prepared cooking for dinner both of them as she said yesterday, just like she did yesterday, today he really took over the kitchen.
Zayn stared in admiration at his wife who turned out to really control the kitchen, but, he really can cook like he thought before because he previously thought if Miss just play around when saying will cook themselves for them to eat.
" dear is still a long time? " (said Zayn)
Zayn stood up to his wife to see the cuisine made by his wife, as if impatient to taste the cuisine made by his wife.
" tar again brother, sister just wait at the dinner table " (whole)
" i saw you clash first, what are you cooking this? " (ask Zayn)
" i cook capcay, brother eat capcay, right? " (kaga Rindu)
" eat" (said Zayn briefly), "yeah ya I wait at the dinner table aja, emmmmmuuaaahhhh " (said Zayn then kissed his wife's cheek)
Zayn then walked towards the dining table, he decided to wait for his wife there until his wife's cooking was really ready to be served.
Zayn continued to look at his wife who only showed his back, occasionally Missing turned to look at him with a smile. Now he really enjoyed the pleasure of a household that he had never imagined if married could make him as happy as he is today.
Zayn propped his head up with his hands on the table, constantly smiling as he watched his wife, affection and love & his love for Rindu deepened so that he could not linger far from his wife.
" the food is ready" (said Rindu who brought his cuisine that has been moved and placed on the dining table)
Zayn stood up to help his wife lift his wife's cooking to be placed on the table to eat, after which he sat back to his place.
" makasi kak, has been helped " (said Rindu)
" yes dear " (says Zayn)
" yes have eaten yuk" (said Rindu who is currently sitting next to Zayn)
Zayn just nodded with a smile, while he was going to enjoy his food he served his wife, how delicious the matchless inner Zayn with a smile.
" this emmmm is so delicious dear" (said Zayn who had chewed the food he had just sucked into his mouth)
Missing only a smile at this time, Zayn did not expect it turned out his wife was very good at cooking even the cuisine is also very good, Zayn looked in amazement at his wife, Zayn, getting Miss to be his wife is a very extraordinary luck for him, in addition to Miss beautiful and also good he also turned out to be very good at cooking.
" emmmm, god's time it turns out my wife can actually cook yes, sorry baby already ngeraguin you before, I think you were just kidding me yesterday " (said Zayn kissed his wife's hand)
" yes no papa kok sak, my face must be less convincing when I say I can cook, yakan? " (say of longing)
Zayn just nodded his head while continuing to feed the food into his mouth.
" you have to teach Huma dear, tar if we go to the city of C, you teach him to cook yes" (said Zayn who suddenly remembered his sister)
His sister Humaira is not at all able to cook, there is no coercion for him in order to be able to cook, his interest in learning to cook is also no more busyness that he lived that made him tired and tired & he has time for kitchen, but he is sure that over time his sister will also be able to cook like his wife.
After eating, the two of them immediately cleaned the table from dirty dishes, Zayn helped Miss to wash their dirty dishes, after washing their dishes then sat on the sofa while watching television.
" sister tomorrow brother do not have to wait for me rich earlier" (said Miss)
Given the chaos he had made earlier while waiting for his wife he became somewhat annoyed, as usual the charm he had was not inferior to the famous artist of the capital, the action of mothers who swarmed himself who thought he was a famous artist because he had a handsome face.
At first he waited for his wife in his car, because too long alone in his car Zayn became bored, he decided to go out of his car and wait for his wife in the village pendopo, initially there were only one or two mothers who were nearby and took her pictures but over time the mothers who took pictures more and more and more crowded to make her cooped up among the mothers.
To save her from the crowd of mothers until police intervened to disperse the mothers. Given that Zayn patted his forehead reflexively, this is not the first time something like this has happened.
" anyways are you jealous I was mobbed by young mothers? " (said Zayn ngeles with a smile)
" hahahaja, not that brother" (said Rindu)
" eleh ngaku aja if you are jealous, emmuuuuaaaaaaaaahhhhh " (says Zayn kissing his wife's cheek)
" i'm not jealous brother, I'm just kasian with the rich brother just now, almost a brother in the same rape mothers, hahahah" (says Miss)
" in amit-amit, when she was raped by mothers " (said Zayn)
" hahahahha, you make a scene tau no, do you want to smpe escorted by the rich police again? " (say of longing)
" yes, it was a big scene because of me, ampe kaya riots that, hahaha " (said Zayn)
Zayn finally laughed considering the incident earlier this afternoon, a bit silly but a bit embarrassing too he thought, he should not have gotten out of his car to be safer than going out and making a fuss like that, his fault can not be far from his wife and feel continue to want to be with his wife.
Zayn hugs his wife and kisses her forehead, Zayn gently caresses his wife's hair, Longs just silence while smiling getting every gentle treatment from her.
" tomorrow I will wait for you here, but you will tell me " (said Zayn)
" i also can not continue to hold my brother, will we also meet lunch together " (said Miss)
" yes but long ago dear, how many hours you try to leave an account " (said Zayn)
" four hours" (said Miss)
Actually four hours is not a long time but waiting for his wife makes time feel so much longer.
" it's not long, dear, but I usually know for a long time " (said Zaun spoiled)
" continue how later if the brother works away from me " (said Miss)
" you must come with me" (said Zayn)
" how do I keep KKN? " (say of longing)
" yes too, isss I don't want to split with you" (said Zayn)
Zayn hugged his wife even tighter because he thought when he worked later he would part with his wife, separated by distance and time.
" what if I really took a vacation? " (say of longing)
Hearing his wife's words he was immediately silent, his wife again asked for his opinion so that he could take his college leave, before Zayn had said not to allow his wife to take leave considering his promise before they were both married, Zayn will continue to support and allow Miss to achieve her goals.
" don't ah baby, you have to go to college yes, you have to walk what you have to do now, you have to reach your goals because I don't want to be a barrier, I don't want to be a barrier, problems later if I work later we just think " (said Zayn with a smile)
" sister don't papa I keep KKN? " (say of longing)
" yes baby, even if you do not continue your KKN, I even feel guilty" (said Zayn)
Longing to embrace her more tightly with a smile, Zayn stroked his wife's hair while kissing the soft top of her head.