ALYA DIARY
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The day was getting night, it still seemed crowded also in the house of Alya's parents because some brothers were still chatting.
Angga also mingles with them, the person is typical of someone who is easily familiar with the new one. Moreover, Angga has also known some of Alya's brothers.
Either because the rainy season or another rain came on that night made some people finally choose to go home.
Angga saw Alya sitting alone playing her phone in the living room, she approached him and sat down beside him.
"Mas Angga if you want to eat again." Alya's mother bids her new daughter-in-law.
"Thank you, still full."
"No need to say yes, consider it your own home."
"Yes, Mom."
"Mas, have a drink."
Angga shook his head, "No dear."
"I guess it wasn't cloudy just now when it suddenly rained ya Mas."
"May the Season."
"You're not tired, it's a night of rest. We haven't prayed Isya either."
"Yes, we pray."
Alya went inside the room while Angga went straight to the bathroom to take ablution. After returning from the bathroom Angga asked Alya for ablution and they would worship.
Alya into the room saw the smiling Angga he was wearing a glove and shirt which inexplicably made his aura look even more handsome.
"It's my dear."
"Yes, yeah.."
They perform prayers of Isya congregate and do not forget after the completion of Angga dhikr and pray guaranteed by Alya.
Alya grabbed Angga's hand and kissed the back of his hand making Angga give a sweet kiss on the wife's forehead.
Their prayer equipment settled together and Alya tidied it in place.
"Mas, Alya tata's shirt is in the closet." Alya asked permission first to the ones who had before arranging it.
"Yes dear."
Alya took Angga's backpack and took out the contents and arranged it in his closet which he had intentionally empty for Angga's clothes.
Angga himself wants to change his clothes with a thin t-shirt to sleep so that it is comfortable. He approached Alya who was arranging her clothes and hugged her from behind.
"Darling.."
Alya was shocked to get the treatment of Angga who suddenly hugged him, his heart immediately turned beating so fast and he was still glued let alone Angga put his head on Alya's shoulders.
"Yes, yeah.."
"You are so beautiful."
Alya lowered her head and hid her smile.
Alya picked up the Angga T-shirt she had arranged in the closet.
"It's Mas."
"Thank You, darling."
Angga kissed Alya's cheeks and let go of her embrace, Alya's cheeks instantly turned red. Angga shamelessly opened his shirt and showed the chest of his field in front of Alya which made him feel ashamed himself and he chose to turn his face away.
"Why Dear."
Angga smiled teasingly seeing Alya reluctantly staring at her money changing T-shirts.
After styling Angga's clothes, Alya polished his face with night cream that he used to do before going to bed. Angga waited for his wife by playing his cell phone on the lip of the bed while looking at his ornate wife.
Alya seems finished Angga put his phone on a small table near the bed and then call his wife.
"Dear."
Angga reached out his hand and was grabbed by Alya who seemed still awkward with the existence of Angga in his room.
Angga carried Alya sitting beside him, He held both hands of Alya and smiled sweetly looking at Alya who looked embarrassed - embarrassed looking at him as well with a smile.
"Darling.."
"Yes, it's."
Angga grabbed Alya's chin to look at her and gave a kiss on her forehead.
"Darling what tomorrow will be."
Alya's heartbeat immediately rumbled as if her breathing was tight but she could master it. Alya bit her lower lip and lowered her head, not that she did not understand but could not answer.
"Darling, what tomorrow will be." Angga raised his wife's chin and looked at her deeply.
"What is it."
Alya acted like she didn't understand it yet.
Angga smiled and kissed Alya's lips at a glance.
"We worship dear."
"Darling what tomorrow will be."
Alya looked down again,
"Your mother wants when."
The smiling Angga got a signal from Alya.
"Now.. Can you?."
Alya just smiled, and it made Angga understand what to do.
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