True Love From Ali
Perfume thing

"Mas, your parfumu change yes," the different fragrance of Ali's clothes burst into Rara's sense of smell.

"The old one's gone, Ra,"

"Rara doesn't like it" her tiny hands fluttered to keep away the smell she didn't like.

Now mas Ali when sleeping always wears perfume, because he knows that his wife always likes the perfume that continues to stick on her clothes. But because of the perfume that Rara likes to run out so forced to wear other scents.

"The time is up," his tiny body immediately woke up and made the compress on the forehead fall just like that.

"Rara.. later buy again," mas Ali could not prevent Rara's step who had stood looking for a perfume bottle on the dresser.

"How is this variant?" tanya Rara while holding a new perfume.

"Let it be there, I'm just getting out," his sturdy hands curled around Rara's waist and behind her knees to lift her back to the bed.

"On the terrace yuk mas, it looks good to see the atmosphere of the evening like this," he said when his body was about to be lowered.

"Don't Neko-neko Ra your body is still hot," the man still lowered the wife's body but seemed to be entangled too tightly to be unremovable.

"No way," refused Rara still holding tight on the sturdy body.

"Let's see your Zombies on the gulf," Ali switched the conversation to the new game Rara installed on his phone. Zombie Tsunami is a very exciting game for Rara.

"There are two!" the pekiknya then rolled down on a soft mattress to make a shock. Zombie petihannya only two when there were already twenties.

"Astagfirullah Ra. for a long time the brash (bond) of your body," exasperated Ali when he saw the behavior of Rara who was too bar-bar, even though his body was sick again.

But the master did not even respond and cool itself to take care of zombies. His body was face down with a pillow on the head and both legs were shaken. That's Rara's habit when engrossed with her world.

Mas Ali confirmed the position of the wife. "What's right dong Ra sleeps," then put the compress back on.

"Mas tight," Ali's chest was hit lightly, because his wife's body he closed tightly so as not to move much, and resulted in a zombie had Rara live one seed only.

"Dah gini let anget," unheeded protesan the wife, mas Ali is still busy also with hp Rara and open an instagram account to find out who is followed.

"Leave dead!" irked Rara in the end because the cannibal creatures in the game, now also entered the abyss.

"Dead to be buried,"

"See what the hell mas?" rara asked regardless of her husband's words. Mas Ali looks very focused with the wife's phone, the woman wants to reach but the hand that holds the phone even as if not mngijinkan.

"Please Kepo, take care of your zombie funeral," one by one the accounts of men followed by the wife were unfollowed instantly.

"Well who's trying" Rara's hand rested on her husband's chest, drawing an abstract pattern across to it and here. Hard when Rara knocked, hp was ignored by her and placed on the pillow.

Then he put his sense of hearing in a place that he had drawn abstract patterns. Want to listen to her husband's heartbeat if it beats fast. But no one was shaken strongly in that chest, Rara pressed down with her palm to be sure again.

"Mas," call Rara and look up so that Ali's face can be seen.

"Hm?"

"Areally, dear Ali is not the same as Rara?"

He put the Rara hp that he had used with only one hand, while the other hand hugged the wife's waist tightly.

Now his hand he bend the elbow to support the head and the face of the beloved wife.

"Not wrong to ask so hm?"

"Javab only mas, Ih!"

"Should it be a mas to you Ra, baby not the same mas?" mas Ali*c*p forehead his wife.

"Don't know," Rara had not felt any incoming vibration atone for the empty soul. I don't know where the key he kept so that the husband could open it immediately.

"If you're sure, you don't know how to mulu,"

"Is there still Arjuna?" mas Ali continued later and Rara's head could not look at the husband's eyes anymore.

"E-don't,"

"It's still there, in fact the eyes do not want to see the mas,"

"Ih. why discuss the past continue mas, see my body so sick because of Ali masuhin," I don't know who the wrong author also does, Rara who wants to use the instant road and her husband also easily eat bait.

"It's true that people say that being married is different,"

"How different?"

"Mas Ali no longer uwuw, call him just use the name," said Rara later.

"How would Rara be called hm?" the sturdy hand held the smooth cheek of the wife, unexpectedly now the young boy who became the first love could finally look at each other, and had become halal love for her.

"Called umi gitukah?" continued mas Ali again accompanied by the oddity of seeing the gaze of protest from the wife.

"Kayak was a mother," Rara changed her position to be supine.

"Here I am, dear.may our efforts last night be fruitful," the hand of mas Ali outstretched rubbing the stomach of the wife.

"It turns out it just takes a call to be changed to 'honey',"

"Take the matter, say dong from earlier let me understand," said the man as he*c*p cheek his wife again. It might feel like an opium to him.

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"Mas go first for a while to open the workshop," said Ali when the sister had come there and fed Rara with marrow porridge. The workshop key was held by the man and one of the employees had come to prepare the equipment in the workshop, but the door had not been opened.

"Mas Ali is here... "

"Here I am Ra, let my brother go" said Laras, in fact he was upset since he saw the purity of the brother.

"Don't want to, Rara wants to be fed by Ali," denied Rara who now does not even want to open her mouth.

Mas Ali finally resigned and took off his jacket. He took over the bowl held by Laras. "You're the only one who opened the workshop, the key is still in the jacket brother,"

"God is so good Ra is you,"

"Have gone there to wait for another," asked Ali again.

"Bang, find a husband that you like dong," Pinta Laras, and Rara can only cry. How not, Laras used to be very easy to get gebetan. But now I'm asking to be found.

"Lecture was right, just thinking of marriage," Ali took a tissue to clean the lips of the wife.

"But Rara has just entered college you have married loh bang," jengah Laras, because when he discussed about the man the older brother does not like.Padah age is also fitting if you are in a relationship with someone. Therefore, he always hid in courtship time in the school era.

"If Rara will anyone ngincar first realized that brother, so papa was not immediately married

la you? there's no one, yet,"

"As it is, are you given a bang?"

"There really is a race?" sahut Rara's.

"Yes is,"

"Kok I'm not being told,"

"Stay private bestiiii,"

"Here, don't worry Laras he's not clear, '" Ali tidied up the bowl and would put it in the kitchen.

seriate...

oh yes, do not forget to stop by the author's first work, entitled "Give Me a Chance" . Thank you 😻

prologues

"why do you have to dream again? and I've forgotten it" said Aleria Hasmaning Nastiti.

"Give me a chance" those words often appeared in his dreams.

Hashim the son of Ramadan that figure appears in the dream of Aleria.

Although Ria does not love him, Hasyim is still loyal to find his little girl first. He regretted deciding Aleria unilaterally just out of shame with his friend, whereas in the deepest recesses Hashim loved Aleria deeply despite their age of 12 years.

What about the story of Hashim whether he could meet with Aleria who had gone somewhere, and if fate reunited whether there was a chance for Hashim to repair his relationship with Aleria?