Gus Sayhan My Husband

Gus Sayhan My Husband
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It looks like the man is busy with a spatula in his hand, who else if not Gus Sayhan! He was making fried rice this morning.


Like her he was already fluent in playing the spatula. a few minutes later finally the fried rice he made was finally so too, he immediately served it, and after that he took it into his room.


He entered the room, and he could see that his wife was still very comfortable with this morning's sleep.


" Dear woke up early in the morning" He put the fried rice and approached his wife.


Zahra squirmed and rubbed her eyes, and looked at her husband. Gus Sayhan who saw his wife was very anxious even kissed his wife's lips.


Cup


" Assalamualaikum zaujatiku" he said with a smile, and his other hand stroked his wife's hair.


" Waalaikumsalam mas, I still sleepy mas, "It whines spoiled.


" Breakfast first, then sleep later. " Tell Gus Sayhan and take a portion of the fried rice he made earlier.


" Was cooking ?" asked Zahra to immediately change the position to sit.


" It's mas again want to cook, you also kasian must be tired, and just saw you also sleep well, so mas took the initiative to make you breakfast deh. " Clearly, and again sat on the deck of the wife.


" I'm sorry, 'cause I got to bikini I had breakfast Kanya gini" she said guiltily.


" no problem baby, every day you want to make you breakfast, aaaa "She said while thrusting a spoon into his wife's mouth.


" But na- "Gus Sayhan immediately cut off the words of the wife "mas no problem dear "


The two couples again enjoy breakfast this morning made by Gus Sayhan himself.


" You're not going to college? " Tanya gus sayhan.


" I went in during the day, I want to sleep again can ya "Answer Zahra.


" Let there be mas, let Zahra clean up later" said zahra, because she did not want to see her husband clean the dishes that they used breakfast earlier.


But Gus Sayhan, like deaf, did not hear the words of his wife. Zahra just resigned to see her husband carrying the plate, Not want to take a headache, Zahra again enveloped her body.


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Gus Sayhan was neat with clothes that he used to wear. he glanced at the wife who was still sleeping soundly.he said goodbye by giving a kiss and left a paper on the table.


~Mas go to the cottage first, later noon mas pick up .


I love you ♡


Gus Sayhan focused on driving his car, and soon he finally reached the cottage. But every day, there was always someone waiting for him at this gate.


His heart is always upset, but he has said that he is married but this woman always waits for that every day, and always gives food to her.


And many times he always refused it, but it seems like this woman is obsessed with him. Although he received the food, but he would never touch the food and give it to his colleagues.


He took a breath and got out of his car, then began to swing his legs towards the gate between the santriwati and the son santeri.


" Assalamualaikum Gus" said the woman.


" Waalaikumsalam, I'm sorry iftazah I hurried" replied Gus Sayhan flat and immediately swung his feet towards the gate, without looking at the woman.


" Gus, why does Gus always avoid me "Shouted that woman did not know herself.


Gus Sayhan stopped his steps, trying to be patient with this woman. Gus Sayhan turned his body, with an unfriendly face.


" I always say to ustadzah, if I am a married man, so please stay away from me. "he said with emphasis and very cold.


" I can't believe Gus Sayhan is married? Because I have never seen an article about Gus Sayhan's marriage" replied the woman called the ustadzah. Indeed what he said was true, because basically the person concerned has not publicized his marriage.


" My marriage has been going on for three months, why there are no articles with about my marriage, because I personally do not want my wife's face to be public consumption.


If you don't believe what I'm saying it's your right, and it's proof that I'm a married man. " Obviously Gus Sayhan showed the ring in his hand and stepped on his feet to leave the ustadzah.


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