JULID Girl'S
Halal certificate

After hearing the explanation from Mr. Lurah finally Mamat decided to make something for his wife without high capital, Mamat opened the video from his phone and seemed to nod his head in a nod.

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In the morning, Nuah opened her eyes when she felt her husband was gone, she woke up and went out of the room. He was momentarily stunned by a birthday cake and Mamat who appeared to be asleep was holding a candle. Nuhah smiled meaningfully.

It was the most beautiful sight for Nuah in her life, although she remembered her own birthday but she never celebrated it with anyone or anyone congratulated her, and for the first time in Nuah's memory there is now someone making her a birthday cake.

Nuah's heart was beating very fast as her steps were getting closer to Mamat's body, Nuah took the candle in Nuah's hand and clasped Mamat's hand. When he felt something move his hand Mamat woke up and looked at the wife who looked glassy.

"Good morning dear." Sapa Mamat, a greeting that was able to make Nuah's heart instantly warm up and the figure of the tough woman immediately collapsed in Mamat's arms.

"Thank you brother." Lirih Nuah shortly afterwards a sobbing sound was heard from Nuah making Mamat feel strange and look at Nuah's face while wiping away the girl's tears.

"Don't cry dear dong, why cry again?" Mamat smiled cupped both of Nuah's cheeks.

"Can't you hug?" Nuah spoke with his breath, Mamat spread his hand and Nuahpun immediately hugged Mamat.

"Thank you husband, I don't think you know. Huhuhu. thanks.." Nuah's cry with a quick thumping chest and a heart that feels peaceful.

"Suami impromptu? Feet.. may, do not want to give something to an impromptu husband who has been making cakes all night?" Mamat whispered near the ear of Nuah.

"Gift?" Nuah released her embrace and turned her face away. "It turns out this is because it's what it wants, right?" Noah pouted and at once Mamat pulled Nuah's hips and sat her on his lap.

"Now, just when I want to work all night not in love what?" Mamat now feels Nuah like a wife who is sulking and very spoiled.

"Can't do that!" Nuah accused while showing her index finger to her husband.

"No, I won't make it. I'll wait until my wife is willing to give it to me." Mamat pinched Nuah's nose until a smile was engraved on Nuah's face.

"Finish the letter first, you can ask." Luih Nuah in a whispering voice, but because the distance between the two is close enough to make the slightest sound can be heard well by Mamat.

"Well, my assistant will be here in the afternoon and bring me a wedding book." Mamat answered, immediately Nuah's face flushed to hear Mamat's words.

"That's a big shot?" Nuah pursed her lips until Mamat laughed again.

"Who will be long-lasting if dekette deketen continue to be rich gini dear?" Mamat showed the distance of the two very close at that time. Nuah chuckled and came down from Mamat's lap, she kept the candle that Mamat had prepared.

"No, there's no point either. Most importantly we pray that what we already have can be grateful for and what we will live we can enjoy. Do'a can be in any form, we pray'a our way." Said Nuah cutting the cake that has been made Mamat and eat it yourself.

The sweet and fragrant taste of the chocolate of the cake makes the feeling of Nuah expands to feel the sensation of pleasure and love of her husband as if melted in the cake.

"Great for the cake." Nuah raised her thumb and made Mamat scratch her nape which was not itchy at all.

"You?" Nuah thrust a piece of cake in front of Mamat's mouth, with a smile puffed up Mamat enjoying the cake from the mouth of the wife. The feeling of peace and belonging melted into a sweet smile in both as sweet as the cake they ate.

"Salammu'alaikum." The voice of a man from outside the house was heard, the voice was somewhat unfamiliar to Nuah but Mamat recognized her immediately. Mamat opened the door of the house and saw his assistant with blackened eyes in the doorway.

"I want to go home so sleepy." Yeah, that's Mamat's assistant. He immediately turned right without saying anything and saw a company driver at the gate looking down to greet Mamat. Mamat nodded and let them leave just like that.

"Who's brother?" Tanya Nuah looked at a map in Mamat's hand that the man gave her.

"The halal certificate has come out." Mamat showed two books in red and blue, immediately Nuah's face flushed red she really wanted to disappear from the face of Mamat at that time.

"So!" Mamat approached and stepped towards Nuah while Nuah continued to retreat trying to avoid Mamat.

"Ja.so?" Nuah repeated Mamat's words and as her foot stuck on the stairs Nuah hurried back to the right and was about to escape but Mamat quickly grabbed Nuah's hand and pulled the woman in her arms.

"Don't break the promise." By the whisper of Mamat, Nuah was eager to hit her husband but if she hit maybe her husband's bones could be broken.

"A..I don't promise, si.who promised?" Instantly it was also nervous approaching Nuah, he used to remember when he was going to give himself to Mamat was not as nervous as it was but now saw the longing gaze of Mamat as if he could release the joint in his body.

"Continue?" Mamat brought the face closer and quickly Nuah pushed Mamat's body and shouted loudly.

"It's still morning, it's a business like that done the night you know!!" Nuah shouted loudly until a laugh from Mamat was able to make Nuah's face reddened to realize what she was doing.

"Side ah, I want to wash my clothes." Nuah ran upstairs and took Mamat's dirty clothes and her own. Nuah headed towards the back where the washing and drying place was there.

Mamat was immediately amazed to see the beauty of the house behind Nuah which is very impressive, various flowers appear to thrive and vegetables also look fresh there. Nuah washed the clothes in the washing machine, while waiting for him to pick some vegetables and put them in the basket. Mamat saw how his wife seemed very deft to do many things alone.

"What coffee do you want tea for?" Nuah asked as she was about to step foot into the house.

"You want to." Mamat said pulling Nuah's wrist, the voice of someone suddenly echoed in the street precisely in front of Nuah's house and suddenly Nuah's face turned serial.