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Kaila. The glass in his hand nearly crashed onto the floor. He could not believe what his senses were seeing.

Someone he knew very well, was joking, friendly with a young girl. It could even be that the girl is no older than Kaila .

Kaila was in the next town. Yes, I got the info that the brother was in the city, but in a sad state. Without telling anyone he tried to find out the whereabouts of the brother.

From early in the morning Kaila has rushed to travel far, sendrian. Today he asked for three days off.

When lunchtime arrived, Kaila pulled his vehicle over to a restaurant standing on the outskirts of an inter-city street. Visitors there are indeed most people who are on a long journey, just like it seems.

"Thank you honey for coming to Grandma's house."

"You don't have to go to work today" spoiled gelayut the girl makes Kaila disgusted. With a splashy makeup, the girl acted like a classy woman. He looked down at the waiters who were kindly and courteously serving food on his desk .

"Duh, the plate is straw. The kitchen is sterile?!."

The waiter apologized with the inconvenience that happened.

"We'll change the meal, lady" said the butler.

"Ouch, it means we have to wait again dong" he upset .

"That's it, baby. That way our rest time will increase right" said the man voiced the weight .

"Heem, okay. But cepet yes" it seems the man has a strong influence on the girl street9. Just once his words were able to relieve the girl's anger.

Street girl9?!. Yes!!, she is indeed a street 9 girl in Kaila's eyes. His behavior is very unlikely to be played by a good girl. Connect with someone who is married, ouwhhhh!!!. Kaila was really furious and disgusted to see the romance drama they were presenting in front of Kaila .

"Servant!" Kaila deliberately filters out her voice calling out to the servant .

Suddenly his call invites the attention of the man, and makes him turn to look for a source of voice that is familiar to him .

A cynical smile etched up on Kaila's sweet face. Very different from the face of the man who was now staring tensely at him.

"Damn it!!" kaila dumps face .

The man let go of the hand of the girl in skimpy and tight clothes.

"I'll stay a while, honey. Looks like we got a little bit in trouble" he told the girl .

"Riley darling" call her spoiled

"Separ Darling. My son's fiance is at the table there" he pointed to another corner of the restaurant. A shoulder-haired girl waved her hand with a big smile

"She's not prettier than me" she said .

"Darling, I approached her to tame her. Not dating her." Riley's words invited a smile of satisfaction on the girl's face. He nodded and Riley stepped closer to Kaila.

Melinda. Her name is Melinda. Secretary of the Trifam Company. For the past two years we have had a forbidden love with Riley Gulzar Wijaya, one of the founders of Trifam itself, who is none other than Papah Lian Gulzar.

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The Juwita residence.

This woman is still adjusting to living life with Ustadz Wahab .

This is the fifth day after their wedding. Si Wita was yesterday the arrival of monthly guests, in fact until now the Ustadz has not broken into the goal Juwita you know. It was Ustadz .

"Sir Ustadz wants coffee?" ask Wita. She stood beside her busy husband staring at the files on the front yard desk.

"Thank you. But I don't really like drinking Zaujati coffee."

For some reason Wita always blushed embarrassed if Wahab called him like that.

"Yes already. I stay inside yes" he said to say goodbye.

"A little while" his shady face turned away from the files and now looked at Wita fixedly.

"There's more work?."

Wita shook her head

"Miyas?."

"When playing with Bi Isal."

"Can I help Ustadz?."

"Please change your call. I want to get closer to you, my wife" Wahab pulled the arm of Wita who was now sitting right next to him.

"Mass?."

"Heemm, the others" pinta Wahab.

"Did it?."

"When you meet?" goda Wahhab's.

"I don't know who to call you" a sweet smile unraveled on Wita's face.

"Subhanallah" Wahab said. His hand is getting tighter. Wita felt the warmth of Wahab's fingers.

"If you may know why I am called Zaujati.."

"Because you are my wife" answered Wahab briefly .

"Yes know. But is there any meaning in that name?."

"Heemm, wife. That means."

Wita nodded. As if to understand Wahab's explanation.

"So, should I call Mr. Ustadz my Husband?."

Wahab chuckled"It felt amused in my ears" his smile rubbed off on Wita .

"Yes anyway. Like watching an old drama." They laugh together.

"Call me Habibi" pinta Wahab.

"My love, that's what it means" he added.

"Thus Miya can call me Abi" he added.

Wita nodded. He's bowing his gaze. This is what people call dating after marriage. Juwita often feels defeated if she is looking at the face like now . she always ends up bowed and blushed embarrassed just because Wahab looks at her with a smile .

" Can't you just look at me like that ??" He said in his downcast view .

" Lho..why ?? I have been keeping too long so as not to keep staring at you quietly, Now you are halal for me to look at "Wahab Chirp . and now he is holding the cheek blushing Wita .

" Akh.would I call you Humaira instead ".

" Humaira ??".

Wita seems confused, he just found out the meaning of Wahab's call to him all this time . and now he wants to call him Humaira . let alone the meaning behind the name ?.

" You who have red cheeks". Wahab seemed to understand with a full gaze asked Wita .

" Please don't make my face flushed even more ___Habibi "Seef embarrassed by his habibi call .

Wahab chuckled and pulled Wita into his arms.He also endured the embarrassment of hearing Wita call him Habibi .

" Duh.memilikannya while ngajarin Miya aja yes . My face feels hot if calling you like that ".

Wahab laughs again . Wita's shy attitude is so funny to her .

" Yes, Umi same Abi can also deh "His speech again .

Wita smelled the distinctive aroma of the man who is now her husband .the aroma felt so warm .

" May God always give happiness to our household"

Whisper Wahab .he gently stroked Wita's head .peach-colored veil was matching the color of the shy hue on Wita's cheek .

The supposition makes Wahab even happier .

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