2 Flower Stalks
Anything to buy

After a day spent in the room, humbled and did everything like a newlywed.

Insha had dressed up in clothes that covered her entire body now was sitting on Hanafi's lap in front of a mirror.

Hanafi's hair looked wet, he had just had a bath of scented soap still firmly stuck all over his body. Why Hanafi's disheveled hair even makes Insha interested to play her hair.

"Your hands can get wet later.."

Hanafi took a small towel in front of the mirror that had been folded neatly to Insha.

"Dry my hair and you can play it again.."

Insha received the small towel and began to dry Hanafi's hair.

"Hehe ..sorry mas han..has mas han getting handsome with such hair.."

"You like it.."

"Yes I like it.."

Already holding Insha's hand to stop drying her hair.

"Why did you..?"

"You said you liked my hair like that.."

"Indeed.then why did mas han tell me to stop.."

"I'll leave my hair like this if you like it. No matter how you like it. I'll go anywhere with my new hairdo.."

apparently I mispronounced yes..

"Don't I don't want mas han out of the house with hair like that.it makes mas han more handsome.I don't want any woman who admires mas han besides me..let the hair mas han like this if the mas han is with me.yes.."

"Haha.pretty you seduced me.."

already pinched Insha's cheek with his anxiety.

"I will dry the hair mas han.later mas han can hurt if wet like this.."

"Dry up.do whatever you want.."

Finished with the uyel-uyel scene of hair now Insha was writhing spoiled on Hanafi's shoulder while wrapping his hands around his neck, certainly still with his position on Hanafi's lap.

While Hanafi hugged his waist tightly, occasionally tickled Insha and laughed.

"Insha's.."

"Yes.."

"Do you want to take a walk.."

"Walk where mas.."

"Ke mall might buy your needs.."

"As for han.."

"Okay.ayo we go now.."

"Now..??"

"When is it again.."

"But I'm not getting ready yet.."

"You're beautiful Insha wants to be prepared like what.again I don't want you to show your beauty to everyone.ayo we're leaving.."

geez, it's not mas han if you don't do all the things you want..

Hanafi has pulled Insha out of the room, they drive a black car shiny Hanafi's private car that he bought a few weeks ago.

Hanafi did not bring a driver he drove his own car with Insha beside him. The car deliberately drove slowly to enjoy the view of the city streets that looked crowded smoothly. But not for Hanafi he was driving while stealing eyes to Insha.

As the car entered the large parking area of the mall, Hanafi pulled over his car and got out to open his wife's door.

They also walked down the hallways of the mall which was filled with various kinds of knick-knacks and needs.

Insha's gaze was fixed on a dark brown veil. He continued to look at her while walking slowly and holding tightly to Hanafi's hand.

"You want that.."

"It looks like it's good mas.."

"Well, let's buy it.."

they entered a shop with various models of veils and hijab trinkets in it.

"You want to buy which one.."

"According to which good han..?"

"Everything suits you.Wearing anything you'll look beautiful.."

No matter the envious gazes of the shop staff who had already noticed the pair of tightly clinging humans.

"Mas han please slow down the sound of the mas.they pay attention to us .."

whispered softly in Hanafi's ear

"Let it be the most beautiful of you.."

keep walking along the various types of hijab and hold tightly his wife's hand.

Circling in one shop Insha as before did not choose one because she was confused the hijab model all looks new and modern.

"Which you like tell me.."

"I'm confused because everything looks good.."

" All right.."

Hanafi waved at a staff, the staff approached him.

"Send all the latest models in this store and all the colors to my house.send also the bill at home.."

give the staff a business card and immediately go pull Insha.

"What.mas han what do you do.."

"You like everything.."

"But that's not what I meant.."

"Let's go find another one.."

"But I..."

"stttth.."

hanafi's hand was already on Insha's tiny lips preventing her from speaking.

"Shut up or I'll kiss you here.."

Insha simply replied with a nod of understanding.

well.indeed it seems silent is the safest thing if near mas han.I do not want him to buy things excessively.Yes God imagines it is impossible..who would wear that much veil.hmm could go crazy..

They walked back through various shops, but Insha chose silence a thousand languages she only smiled and did not look in any direction other than Hanafi's face.

"Why do you keep looking at me.."

"I can't see my handsome husband.."

"Haha.apparently you're getting smart to seduce me huh.."

pinching gnashy red cheeks Insha.

Hanafi's view was focused on one of the ice cream shops that sold various flavors.

"Hey..Insha look at that.ayo we're there.."

Insha's eyes looked at the one Hanafi pointed at with her fingers, her eyes sparkling with pleasure at the ice cream shop that was only a few meters away from her. Insha's defense failed while choosing silence, she was tempted by the ice cream shop in front of her. The store is colorful with ice cream images of various flavors and toppings that are very tempting. Insha's mind had imagined a sweet ice cream that melted in his mouth with a variety of delicious toppings in it.

why there is ice cream everything here.it also looks delicious.hmm heart please do not be tempted..

Insha's mouth tried to reject him but not with his body he just followed Hanafi's footsteps that pulled him into the store.

Hanafi told Insha to sit down waiting for him to order ice cream.

They also wait for the waiters to prepare their order ice cream while chatting friendly. A few minutes waiting for Insha was joking with Hanafi while occasionally glancing towards the large boxes of ice cream various flavors.

"Hey, be patient they're preparing my order.."

"Hehe ..iya mas.."

why so long anyway they prepare the ice cream.indeed it takes how long stay put it in the bowl and give him a topping...ehh wait a minute not that I did not tell mas han I want what taste.tidaakkk not jangaan..

Not yet had time to stop Insha raging in his mind, there were already a few maids carrying trays with many bowls in them. And it is true that Insha's assumption that Hanafi ordered all flavors of ice cream with various kinds of toppings available.

"Mas haaann.why do you order so much.who will spend this much ice cream.."

"Just calm down I'll help you spend it..."

oh, what the hell happened to mas han...

That afternoon, Insha ate all the ice cream that was ordered with the occasional time they both shared a spoon and fed each other.

And Hanafi drama was not finished until there he bought a variety of foods that have never been eaten by Insha.

When he came out of the mall he was carrying a lot of food bags, his hands were overwhelmed, but Insha was not allowed to help him, Hanafi brought himself to the car.

That night they spent eating while watching tv in the private room of Hanafi.Baru a few days to become the Wife of Hanafi, Hanafi, Insha seems very happy because now her life has changed drastically and the love of Hanafi that was shown to her is very real.

How can I not love you more mas han if you treat me like this...

Seriate...