Sagaras
Part 72's
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The end-of-month drama begins, from last night chapter 70 to 71 and don't know if this chapter 72 will be long or long.. so if Up together in the third or in the next chapter also please like one yes, in the moment each chapter also thank God if you guys spet. because this is the Eror system from the Application. Make send a script until many times may not double chapter but I don't know..
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Many of the fun in the main house, especially the behavior of the Dwellers who make Aisyah's heart happy or carve a smile behind her veil, until Aisyah feels at home and refuses to go home.
"When can't you?" ask Aisyah.
"Tumbens? quiet at home?" ask back Sagara who is sensitive to the rejection of the wife when she invites to return to her home.
"Yes, confused if there, just cook not freely, if here it is just a rame," replied Aisyah, her smile more carved wide because it does not wear a veil.
"Prophey, later if we already have children, you will not be lonely anymore. You have the theme."
The kid?
Is Sagara really ready to have kids? in the middle of his age which is still very young like this, Aisyah was resigned to it. He is quite an effort because the result is of course God who decides when there will be a little angel in his womb.
Not just one or two people, but there are several times when couples who are too obsessed with wanting offspring are certainly there the test of patience in the household in the struggle.
Aisyah simply asked for the best because to be ready to be a mother of course she is very ready but when is the time to leave everything to the owner of life because she is well aware if the child is a mere custody.
"Aamiiin, hopefully what you want and I want to be granted immediately" said Aisyah.
"Hem, but don't just accept it but we also have to be diligent effort," said Sagara.
Seeing the look of her husband who sucks because it is implied that the confusion there makes Aisyah anxious until she pulls Sagara's nose sharp, and it suddenly makes the handsome grimace to endure pain.
"Say dong if you want, do not just pull my nose let it stick to your chest," sage sage sage.
"Hey!"
Aisyah who is just interesting has no mind anywhere, it's just that Sagara who dropped his face right on the twin hills of the wife. But Sagara is not the name if it does not float the mode that ends with the unification of the body. That is very understandable because they are still exploring their respective roles in this case, as if they have a new toy both so they really enjoy the sensation of extraordinary taste.
Laughter is quite echoed to the entire room in reply to the screams of annoyed Aisyah because it continues to be seduced, there are only Sagara in every second they pass as if full of color.
"Sleep, tomorrow we're Mama's grave yeah, I miss."
"Of course, tomorrow I'm going to whip this kid at Mama!" sahut Aisyah who this time he who actually laughed happily.
"Basic, Kang NGADU!"
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A pleasant day was still felt by Aisyah in the main house even though there was no husband. He let Sagara busy with activities at school because he was busy honing his skills in the kitchen.
"Moy remains the judge, yes" kekeh Rain when there is a table to eat.
The rain is more happy to linger in the operating room than in the kitchen, the knife he held was certainly much different and all very understand it, especially Water that does not demand much on the Wife origin of service on the bed remains exciting.
"If it's not good to say yes," said Aisyah whose heart pounded violently because this was not helped by anyone even Amma just gave a hint from the beginning to the end of tampa intervened as usual.
"Bikin again dong, just calm down," replied the veiled woman whose laughter was just a ruckus.
He who will go to the tomb of the late mother-in-law intends to have lunch with Sagara outside with the provisions brought, either eat where he himself did not know.
Even if in the car it doesn't matter if the right person feels good, that's what Aisyah knows.
"Split for what you're going to bring Aish, here anything is going to run out," Amma's message is that what they eat will usually be shared again with the servants, nothing is different all treated well according to their respective portions.
"Yes Amma, I only bring it for me and Sagara."
If the cooking business they do themselves, but to clean up to wash some dirty must be helped, like this time.
"Thank you," said Aisyah when the kitchen back clean and neatly arranged into their respective places except the colorful skillet owned by Amma, which no one dared to wear it except the owner who took it directly from the glass shelf.
Not only because it was all the darling of the great Lady Rahardian, but most of it he got from the gifts of her husband who in direct messages there were even some only women who had the form, the shape, the size and most importantly the color is very beautiful.
"The same, Miss. Is there anything we need to help you get back?"
"No, this is more than enough."
Everything he had prepared, he put it on the table, now Aisyah just stay clean because soon Sagara will definitely go home from school and because according to plan then they will go straight to the funeral later.
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In the room that there was no dressing room, Aisyah sat on the dresser chair. This is not the main room of the family so it is more like a regular guest room because Sagara rarely stays and can sleep wherever he wants.
FLECKISH
Without turning her head, Aisyah already knew who had come because the image of the husband actually bounced on the mirror that was now in front of her.
"Well beautiful, want to be as beautiful as anything?" whispered Sagara, Sitampan who was still wearing school uniform did not stop looking at the face of the wife who was almost perfect.
"Beauty is not enough, because it will fade over time" Aisyah replied.
"Yes, you're right, and I'm lucky I love you not just you're beautiful, honey."
"Relatedly? I can't believe it," Aisyah's teased her tongue out a little.
"Hey, I fell in love with you long before I saw your face behind that veil. So, my love will not be eroded even though your beauty is lost replaced with wrinkles," Sagara replied while not holding back laughter.
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Relax, as long as Skincare is safe, my little husband....