Patience of the Son-in-law
Chapter 23 - Advice Bik Mik

Upon arriving at the apartment, Aisha was cooking with Bik Imah. Aisha only found out after Faizan last night teased her that there was a woman who was always diligent in cleaning her apartment every two days.

At first Aisha was shocked to death. Aisha thought that Faizan's ex-lover or the woman who liked her husband was the one who was diligent in doing so. But after Bik Imah came this morning, she came to understand that the woman her husband meant was Bik Imah.

"Young lady just sit down let the aunt cook," said Bik Imah politely.

"That's okay, Bik. Let Aisha alone fill my husband's stomach with Aisha's own cooking. It should have been so as a wife" said Aisha as her hands agilely stirred her cooking with a spatula she held.

"Usually the newlyweds are busy ngenyangin under the stomach. Uh the same young lady sir turned out to be unique. Busy in the kitchen, not in bed. I'm sorry, ma'am, because my son and daughter-in-law just got married a few months ago. Her hobbies are mullu busy making something on the mattress, he said. I think the young Master and Madam are like them, too" Bik Imah said, chuckling.

"Ah Bibik's. I did not focus on cooking" replied Aisha, her cheeks were red.

"Yes, the young lady entered the room. Mr. Faizan hasn't been out of his room since. Maybe the Master is waiting for the Madam to enter to make a dedek," Kelakar Bik Imah.

"No Bik, Mas Faizan came to the room to check some preparation things because tomorrow morning he wanted to go to Bandung. It's still two o'clock in the afternoon, anyway" Aisha said, smiling.

"That's a code from you to the young lady. Trust me. So why the afternoon, madam? It is also forbidden to make dedeknya during the day. If less yes later that night is connected again," said Bik Imah without aling-aling shade increasingly make Aisha blush embarrassed.

Then Bik Imah told me a little about Faizan that his employer's son was very good even during his work cleaning his apartment, there was never a single woman who came here.

There is only one thing that Bik Imah ever remembered, that his employer had told him that he was in love with a girl. As Bik Imah recalls, the story happened five years ago.

But Bik Imah did not know exactly the name of the girl. But his master suddenly lost track of the woman he loved. A few years later, the master told him again that he met his idol but unfortunately the woman was going to marry another man.

"That's how young Madam is. So when you decide to marry the Madam and I see from the look on your face, the love is really like growing back. I'm so grateful to see you excited to come back to life after a heartbreak. My prayers, may Madam and Mr. Faizan be happy always."

"Amin." said Aisha.

"Thank you very much, Bik. This is my cooking all. Please just put Bibik on the dining table. I want to see Mas Faizan go inside" Aisha said, taking off an apron and washing her hands before stepping into their room.

"Yes, young lady. After this was done, I went straight home. Worried about disturbing the newlyweds," cawed Bik Imah as he chuckled.

"Ah Bik Imah is all there is," said Aisha as she passed away because eventually with Bik Imah later she became a boiled crab.

Chequek...

The door of the room was opened slowly, Aisha's gaze was immediately fixed on her husband who turned out to be closing his eyes and lying on the bed. In the middle of bare chest.

Sontak Aisha swallowed her saliva deeply to see the scene. And the memory of his brain instantly remembered the unfortunate conversation that had just taken place with Bik Imah.

"A lot of beautiful women who like the same Bik Mas Faizan?" ask Aisha.

Aisha sighed deeply and then closed the door of her room as quietly as possible so as not to disturb her husband's rest. Aisha also goes into the bathroom to change her clothes because the clothes previously smelled of kitchen smoke and cooking.

After that, Aisha came out of the bathroom and was so surprised to see her husband was awake. Faizan was sitting on the headboard of the middle bed playing a mobile phone.

"Here dear," called Faizan while patting the side of the bed next to him.

Aisha, who understood, walked straight to her husband. But he had not landed his buttocks, had been pulled gently by the husband so that he jumped in shock and sat on the lap of her husband.

"Mas..make me surprised," said Aisha lirih.

"These were not awake," Faizan's great-grandson softly slipped the wife's son's hair behind his ear and his hand reached his wife's waist.

"Mas seems to be sleeping well so I don't want to disturb you" Aisha's great-grandson.

"Mom is home yet?" ask Faizan.

"He just came home" replied Aisha.

"I can kiss you, Sha?" faizan asked softly as she looked at Aisha's eyeballs deeply.

"Of course I can. I am your wife and I am halal for you. All that is in my body you deserve" said Aisha straightforwardly although her heart now beats so fast as to be dislodged from its place because her husband's gaze is full of deep love.

Cup...

A kiss suddenly landed on Aisha's lips. Making her close her eyes enjoy the beautiful swish that creeps in her heart from the figure of the former sister-in-law who is now her husband.

After the kiss was released, Aisha opened her eyes and widened her smile to her husband who was still looking at her deeply. Unexpected by Aisha, her husband was actually sipping honey juice back from her lips that were open and pressing deeper. Holding his nape until the pagutan deeper.

The roar of the breath of the two grew louder and breathless as the swirling of love crept within their heartstrings. Unknowingly, Aisha is now under her husband's confinement even though her second outfit is still complete.

When going to continue it, suddenly the ringing of the phone interferes with the intimacy of both.

Drett. drett.

"Ah...who would call at a time like this," Faizan's inner self complained of frustration.

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