Loving You in My Way
CHAPTER 218

Returning from the mosque Ayyub directly to the kitchen when his kiss caught the smell of food that was definitely the work of his wife's hand

As soon as he reached the kitchen Ayyub noticed his wife who was still busy composing food in the pantry that was when he walked over and hugged his wife from behind.

Honestly, he was a little worried if suddenly Neera's mood fell again and refused, but it did not happen that the beautiful woman greeted him with a smile before finally taking Ayyub's hand and crucifying him.

"Dear morning, what's cooking again ?" ask Ayyub while kissing the head that is covered with hijab.

"European and Indonesian breakfast cooking Uda, all Uda's favorite dishes have Neera prepare the same coffee as well. Change clothes so you can eat breakfast" Neera replied and took her husband to their room.

There Neera had prepared her husband's change of clothes as usual. Also prepare the bath water and all that her husband needs as if last night was not her.

Ayyub who was a little surprised to try to be ordinary, afraid that later the mother triplets will sulk again and who will break even is himself, really he was very afraid of it happening.

Neera painstakingly served the smiling Ayyub who enjoyed his wife's treatment. But on the other hand he also wants to spoil Neera like night until this morning but the sign of a crashing drama.

Finished bathing and putting on his clothes also tidied Ayyub's hair down with Neera towards the dining table that was already full.

"For Papa, Mama and all" said Ayyub and Neera together.

"Baggle" mom

"For Nak" papa.

Likewise with all who were there answered the greetings of the two couples. However, Ayyub's big smile astonished everyone, his face as if to deny what they thought of last night's events. Didn't Ayyub and Neera engage in a cold war but why was this morning so happy.

It turned out that the answer to their shock was revealed when the two couples looked friendly again and as if nothing had happened last night.

"Ohiya, what are your plans today ?" ask Papa who started the conversation at the dinner table.

"Today we will attend some invitations from the government and the television station Pa" replied Ayyub, who is owned by Neera.

"Alright, you guys be careful on the road and remember take good care of your wife Yub, Papa will send some bodyguards with you" Papa said at length.

"Of course Pa, thank you very much Pa" Ayyub replied with a warm smile that has now more and more often adorned the flat face.

The warm atmosphere in the morning warms their hearts and adds to the happiness of the mansion.

Finished with a meal and a short chat, Neera decided to go to their room and held a yoga mat on the spacious balcony in the room.

His body feels sore and he needs stretching and light exercise to relax his body muscles. Ayyub himself chose to work at the sofa table. He was reluctant to move to the workspace because somehow later he could not be far from his wife.

There are so many jobs that he has to handle after deciding on a vacation and various problems that occur later plus now he also controls and checks his wife's company which is quite large because he does not want women his beloved is burdened during this holiday.

He wants Neera to relax and get pregnant again as soon as possible because he really wants to be a standby husband who has always existed since his wife's pregnancy.

Long he was immersed in work until slowly he began to feel something strange and turned to his wife and was now posing and silent like a statue.

Glek ! not playing, inexplicably by riding and pulling his body back made Ayyub freely see the back of Neera more and more cool, moreover, with yoga clothes it made Ayyub clearly see two watermelons hanging beautifully when Neera changed her position.

"Lord, what kind of ordeal is this" the inner Ayyub languished.

But on the other hand he also could not bear to see the increasingly seductive and filled appearance of his wife.

Slowly he walked up to Neera and stroked the back of his wife who was still in a tight stalk.

"Honey.., it's difficult here Uda help straching" persuaded Ayyub whose hands have been everywhere.

"You really can, have you finished work ?" unexpectedly Neera was even enthusiastic.

My beloved granddaughter arrived, this saying describes the contents of Ayyub's heart. As if they were in tatters. He gladly granted his wife's request before he finally saw some poses he had to do with Neera.

Destroyed was his hope, it turns out his beautiful wife was really use it to be a body buffer as a good yoga partner.

Not that he didn't want to be a good "wrestling" sports partner but he couldn't let go of his grip on Neera's body as it would cause injury to his beautiful wife.

Finally now the head up and down became dizzy seven circumference. Like an Indian doll can be seen unhandled. Ah shit, why is Neera's body getting hotter like this. What his feelings alone or indeed his wife who is diligent in sports was successful with his program.

Ayyub was tortured for a long time until Neera ended the yoga and torture for her husband.

"Honey, Uda's upset about Neera yoga ?" sad the beautiful woman when she found her husband's face dull and bent.

"Ah ? what's dear ?" ask Ayyub who is not focused because he is trying to tame his eagle.

"Kan, Uda's upset, huh ?" isak Neera began to shed tears.

Neera felt Ayyub really did not like accompanying her to exercise. Why would he be so sensitive, but his feelings cannot lie. She was sad when she found her husband with a sour face, especially a loved man who also ignored her.

"Honey, hey don't cry that" persuaded Ayyub who began to panic.

"Would you, Uda is evil. Uda did not love Neera anymore" cried the girl who began to cry loudly.

"Honey, I love you so much. Don't say that again. Yes Uda is wrong but until whenever you are his love Uda, already do not cry anymore" persuaded Ayyub who tried to persuade his wife while embracing her.

"Engga, Uda evil huhu Uda has ignored Neera" isak Neera who actually more and more shed tears.

The woman continued to thrash, not wanting to be hugged her husband even she refused when Ayyub tried to wipe her tears.

"Honey, don't cry anymore okay, Uda's sick to see the tears that fall on Neera's cheek. Okay Uda is wrong, sorry Uda yes dear.. How if we buy flowers or cheesetea, chocolate or ice cream can also be" persuaded Ayyub who no longer knows what to do.

Not usually Neera is irrational like this especially crybaby and snacker. As long as he knew her, this was the first time he saw his wife whining and sulking like a child but it was adorable too.

"Um, okay. Promise me Uda ?" said Neera who tried to break her cry.

"Okay dear, anything for you" smiled Ayyub who tried to wipe away the trail of smooth cheeked tears and beautiful eyes Neera.

"Flower two buckets, cheesetea 3, tiramisu one, ice cream and chocolate five, deal ?" said Neera who now looks fine, as if the one who just cried is not her.

"OK, deal" agreed Ayyub who did not want another world war. He understood very well if he asked again the mood of his wife would decline.