The Barbarians
Apartments

The morning arrived.

The couple who had just been legitimate yesterday was still sleeping while hugging. They didn't do anything last night because after taking a shower, they went to bed together. Maybe coupled with the rain and they hugged each other, so did not want to wake up early.

Drrt.. Drrr..

The sound of this phone is quite disturbing Asya's hearing. Once and twice Asya still ignored the phone, but not for the third time.

📞 "Assalamu'alaikum. Already awake?"

^^^"Wa'alaikumsalam. No, daddy. It's raining here so it's still sleepy."^^^

With her eyes still closed, Asya answered her daddy's phone.

^^^"Asya is very sleepy, still capee also. Shit it off, daddy? Continue to boboo."^^^

📞 "Abisss on unboxing really you?"

Now Zia's voice was heard.

^^^"No, mommy. Ready to shower directly boboo maren. Is that yaaa??"^^^

📞 "Iya-iyaa. Later if you wake up and have stopped raining, to the main house yes!"

Asya cleared her throat then put her phone back on the table. No matter whether he was dead or not, all he wanted now was to sleep.

"Who, honey?" ask Arsen who woke up.

"That was momm. We were told to go to the main house today" replied Asya lazily.

"Now?"

"Nooo, when you wake up."

Asya closed her eyes quietly, but now it was Arsen who opened her eyes. "Darling?"

"Hwc?"

"I'm hungry, I want to eat you."

"Ck! Cannibal."

Arsen went back to silence and closed his eyes. Suddenly I heard a stomach voice. I can tell it was Arsen's stomach. Asya took off Arsen's embrace and sat on the bed.

"Wake up, honey. Let's have breakfast," Asya asked still collecting lives. "I'm so hungry, but I'm sleepy, baby."

"SO, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!" Asya was surprised because suddenly Arsen withdrew his hand and hugged him back tightly. "I want to sleep, baby..."

"But not so. Get up now or I'll kill you, honey!!!" Arsen snorted in annoyance.

"Newly married though, have mo killed ae her husband," Asya laughed. "Let's wake up, I don't want you to have a stomachache! Mommy daddy is also waiting at home."

"Rain. How do you want to go?"

"We have a car. Don't make it hard for people, ay, your car is also sooooo!" Arsen nodded and then got up and sat on the bed. Asya.

The cup!

"I'll start each morning with a kiss like this. Every day there must be a kiss." Asya narrowed her eyes, "Who requires it?"

"Me, your husband."

Asya came out of the blanket and then covered it all over Arsen. "If you talk in the filter first, I don't want to die young because of a heart attack!"

"Haha! If salting says, sayanggg."

"ORA KRUNGUUU!"

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Asya and Arsen are on their way to Aska's house. They were without a driver this time, but were wearing a new car that was given from one of Hitler's families.

Owww yesaa! If anyone asks what Arsen dowry was yesterday, the dowry is stock and a hundred grams of precious metals and a set of prayer tools are paid in cash.

That's what Arsen said back then during Asya's birthday party (chapter ninety-nine). Speech is do'a, so speak well and never hurt others.

Back to new couples.

"You want honeymoon?"

"So. Horrified."

"Are you sure you don't want a honeymoon?" Asya nodded her head, firm with stance. "Well, I'm going to go with sekre ajaa."

Asya stared intently at her husband. "I'm kind of cutting it into five is you!!" Arsen closed its valuable assets. "But I really want to go with me tomorrow, do business."

"Must tomorrow? We just got married last night, so evil has been left!" Arsen pulled Asya's chin and kissed her lips at a glance. "Emang should be tomorrow, baby. That's why come along, you're taught you don't want to."

"Where's emang? Why?"

"Out town doang, baby. Mike only comes to investor events" replied Arsen honestly. "Keep why should be the same mbak sekree? Why not Mike?"

"Om Mike wants to take care of that abroad. If you want honeymoon all, yes we're out of the country let's take care of Mike here."

Asya was silent, thinking for a moment. "Don't want to come both, definitely ribet tar dress. Don't like it!"

"Yaudah, I go away the same way," Asya looked back at Arsen. Without a word coming out of her mouth, Asya moved and sat face to face in Arsen's lap.

Arsen stopped his car, fortunately there was no other car behind. "Why are you, my dear?"

Asya did not reply and instead hugged Arsen tightly. "Search for a new hotel, right? You seem to want to play."

Asya remained silent.

"Darling? You want some responsibility, right??" Asya took off for a moment and looked at Arsen. "You pregnant?"

"Nggaa gituu, gorgeouskk. Allah Akbar. Back to where you were hunting," Asya shook his head, his hands hugged back. "It won't move until you say it's off to go same as sekre."

"Keep me going alone?"

"Nor. Can't go."

Arsen took a long breath. He opened the car, carried Asya and took her to the back seat. Without warning, Arsen overcame Asya. "So I can't go?"

Asya nodded stiffly. "OK, fine. But you I've been locked up in the room all day, so you can't walk. How, wanna?"

"May also tuh," replied Asya defiantly.

"Aren't you afraid?" Asya shook her head firmly. He answered so confidently because he knew Arsen would not do it. "Niihh really?" Asya nodded.

Seeing Asya's reply just now, Arsen smiled obliquely. "If you're tired, I won't stop when I start."

"You.... kidding right?"

Arsen shook his head, he approached to whisper. "I'm serious, honey." Asya was transfixed to see Arsen's perverted smile.

"Huaa... O God, please save your servant from the hungry lion." Arsen laughed looking at Asya's expression.

"That's why don't wake the sleeping lion baby" whispered Arsen again. "And I only build birds, not lions."

"HEH HIS MOUTH. Wahh, how can you say it so well? Who taught you?"

"You."

•••

Asya and Arsen arrive at Aska's house. They entered directly while holding hands. To be honest, Asya was still thinking about his fate tomorrow, he hoped that Arsen would change his mind.

"Ohayou, new couple!" sapa Azril girang.

"Owhay wibuuuu!"

"Cih. Enter deh lu hunted, have been awaited from the same mom and dadd." Without answering Azril's words, the two walked back in.

"Assalamu'alaikum, mom, daddy..." Asya shakes her parents' hands. Arsen also followed from behind. "New date's kok? Misadventures?" Asya.

"Yes let's have breakfast first," Aska led the way to the dining table. "Mommy daddy hasn't eaten yet? Wait for us?"

"Pedee lu's. Mom and dadd just ate because they were hungry, not your waiting country," said Azril suddenly. "Honestly, do you have any grudges like mee? I see you kek monyett nagging mulu."

"Damf. Lu—"

"God, Zril. Noisy you know, if you miss the same Asya directly to the point do not fuss," said Naina honesty. Asya and the others laughed.

"So you miss me, Zril?"

"Well, I miss you. Let's eat it, daddyy!" Aska smiled and waited for Zia to put the fried rice onto the plate. Seeing Zia like that, Asya followed after her.

Arsen smiled as well. "Thank you, baby." Asya also smiled without saying anything. Next to Asya there was Naina and Azril who put their own fried rice.

They started eating together.

"So last night unboxing, Sen?" Aska broke the silence while making Asya choke with her question.

"Daddy.. What the hell is sighh? It's weird, '" Dumel Asya after drinking. "I mean daddy unboxing gift, son. What do you think is unboxing?"

"Yes. ah anyway daddy don't nanya that's what it is. How will Asya die?!" Aska laughs. "There's no history of people dying from egee sprains!"

"There ya! Ehhh, is there any? Ah don't know. Don't talk about unboxing!"

"Lu unboxing really isn't it, Sen? But the cake is not yes, Asya b aja way. Not like the others. Ohh, or maybe you play pel—"

Azril's words came to a halt as Asya thrust his fork violently at the sausage. "Zril, try to imagine that if you've got me stabbing it like this. Yakan's cool cake?"

"Sylli! Grieved begooo."

Asya smiled obliquely, she took off her sausage and pointed the fork towards Azril. "Again, Sya. By Allah, Azun gripped!"

"Azun sahaa cugg?"

"Junior atzril. Is that his name?"

Asya put down the fork and held her head, "At least a quarter of your brain?!"

"Haha, don'tkhlahh. Cool is my name? Got you what's his name, Sen?" Arsen did not answer. You may be confused about the right name.

"Skip, Russian. Why even talk about it?" Azril smiled revealing his teeth. "Seruu. Daddy has a name? Asun or Kajun?"

"Jamall."

Azril laughed followed by the others. "Let's consider it Jamal premium."

"First, Zril, firstx!"

"Dahh dahh ahh. Again eating even a strange discussion," said Zia middle. They continued to eat casually. "Last night you went straight to sleep, huh?" Asya nodded.

"Arsen?"

"Huh? Uh yes, mommy," replied Arsen. Slightly lying Arsen, last night he came out to eat alone.

Didn't mean anything. Arsen went alone because it was not good to wake Asya who had fallen asleep.

"Why not go home?"

"Maless, daddy. What are the two of them doing at home too? When Arsen leaves, Asya is alone."

"What difference does it make?"

"In the apartment is still not too big, so Asya dared to be left alone. If the house is definitely gedeee, Asya is afraid to be alone in the gedee house."

"So Arsen's mansion will be empty?"

"No, daddy. Arsen's house loves Mike, Arsen continues to make a house from the design made with Asya."

"Eating indeed, daddy will always support you. Oh yeah, if you move or whatever you say daddy, tell me also the address."

"Without daddy asking for sure Arsen will tell you," Aska smiled. Their breakfast is over, Asya and Naina help Zia put the dirty dishes into the sink. The one who washes the housekeeper, not them.

After eating earlier, Arsen took Asya to the room to pack some clothes that will be taken to the apartment. Arsen did not help, he just laid down his body while staring at the ceiling of Asya's room.

"Don't bring much, baby. Let me here some, will come later no need to bring clothes. If you lack clothes in the apartment, we will buy."

"I know you're rich, but you can't be boross. In fact, if there are a lot of tar clothes, the reason" Arsen nodded his head and then sat staring at Asya who was opening drawers.

Without warning, Arsen pulled Asya. Asya sat on the lap and faced Arsen just like in the previous car.

"Ngapainnn?? Later more and more packing," Asya protest. Now replace the unmoved Arsen. "I don't want responsibility, you're the narik."

Arsen kissed his lips. "Come on kekkk! I haven't berasias—" One more kiss landed on Asya's lips.

"ARS—" One more.

"Hiiihhhhh! What the hell do you want, Senn?"

"You kiss."

Arsen pulls the nape of Asya.

Switch to the family room. There Azril dizzy looking for the two couples earlier. "You want another lead-edekan so sought after?" Azril grinned, "Seru know ledekin both of them."

"Yeuuu, but Asya is salting muluu."

"Yaaa is a funny. Why would I want to get married, are you ready?" Naina squinted, "You're that's it? Sat set sat set it dongg, don't use it directly gas."

"If so go to KUA now," Azril asked in spirit. "Don't, bro, make it."

"Yahaha! Kasian," Azril turned to the source of the voice. It was certain and obvious, it was Arsen and Asya. "Why are you two doing anjirr in the room?" asked Azril to change the topic.

"It's a business that's already married is not the business of your cake relationship hanger."

"Bangs—"

"Azril..."

"The nobleman meant Azril, momm."

"AHAHAHAHAHA! Ngeles bangett luu gorilla warts."

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Not lingering at Aska's house, Asya and Arsen are now heading to a new apartment. Because the apartment has never been occupied before, they have to be a little later.

"Sen, we're not going to the om— place that means papa?" Arsen was silent for a moment. "Should it?"

"Well, no mass??"

"Tomorrow, huh? If now tar us long rest. I still cape btw," Asya nodded in agreement.

"So tomorrow?"

"Yes tomorrow, sometime."

"Truly tomorrow's train. Oh yes, in the apartment there are food ingredients, right?"

"There's a crack, baby. Do you want to shop again??" Asya shakes. "Why buy again?"

"Well, if you go straight to the apartment, don't stop by?" Asya hesitates to answer. He wants something! Asya looked around and found a cake shop.

"I want cake, honey."

Arsen turned a glance and turned his car into a cake shop. Fortunately not to cross. "I choose you or me?"

"Aku. But you're coming in too!" Arsen nodded in agreement to Asya's request. They both came down and went in together.

"Which one did you choose? Matcha or chocolate?" asya asked, looking at Arsen. "Cokolate."

"Okey, matcha we're elimination. Chocolate cake or rainbow cake?"

Arsen watched his cake carefully. "What if we buy both? The cake is equally good."

"But then if dak abis howaa?"

"definitely abis. You'll eat it" Arsen was right. Asya really likes cake. "Sir, I want the same rainbow that's brown."

"Good, mbak." The store employee also wrapped two cakes of Asya's order. Asya receives the parcel and Arsen pays. "Thank you, ma'am."

Asya smiled then left while holding Arsen's hand. "You want to buy something else, baby?"

"The grandfather is already. Uh, in the apartment you have a kannn snack?"

"There, baby. Calm down, you. Yesterday I set up the apartment so you can be comfortable and keep a happy smile."

"Jiakh! So I can't wait for you. Let's go!" Arsen drove back to the apartment. "Still far away, honey?"

After the question, Arsen's car turned back. "Lahhhhhhhh? Dekettt same cake shop? So good I'll have to."

Arsen smiled happily. "I purposely found a place surrounded by food, so we don't cape out." Asya auto hugged Arsen after hearing her answer. "Thank you so muchh, honeyy! I love youuu, really love you!"

Arsen returned his embrace tightly. "I love you more, baby. Tar's got his arms again, okay, we're going down now, okayy?" Asya nodded then came out first. Arsen followed while carrying Asya's suitcase.

"Assalamu'alaikum. ahh finally sampeee," Asya said upon arrival inside. The fun changed instantly as they saw their apartment was messy and dusty.

Asya turned to look at Arsen. "Hehehe, let's get it right." Asya walked put the cake that was brought to the refrigerator.

"The refrigerator is complete, in the room there is also a special food refrigerator that is also complete. But why is that the only thing that's fixed?"

"Yesterday was just making food, baby. The other one didn't have time because I had other business, so it's still a mess."

"Yes it's gapapa. Let's settle down together," Asya rolled up her sleeves then started picking up the broom.

Asya cleans the saws and wipes the dusty parts. While Arsen arranged the layout of the goods.

They work together compactly, the entire apartment is cleaned even though the corners are difficult to reach.

As of now, in the upper corner was a cobweb. Asya tried to get on the chair to clean it, he also tiptoed, but still not until.

Seeing Asya's chair swaying, Arsen approached just in case. Exactly as expected, one minute after Arsen behind Asya, Asya fell and hit Arsen's body.

"Awhh, ayatt," complained Asya trying to wake up. He looked back. "Arsenne? The saying? Sayangggg?" Asya auto panicked because there was no response from Arsen.

"Arsennnn... You're alive, aren't you, baby? Honey, we just got married, when I was a widow? Agh aaa..." Asya fluttered as Arsen withdrew his hand.

"I'm young, baby. Yes, the only time I die is when you hit me" replied Arsen. Asya patted Arsen's lips softly. "Who doesn't wake up? I'm panicking!!"

"Yes it's my fault. Now I rise up, my waist is crooked."

Asya stood up and helped Arsen up. "She's young, what's the hook?"

"Yes, I'm a young decrepit, a little gouty." Asya laughed hearing that.

"You prepared? I also have it, but that one is very tall. You just wait at the dinner table first, later on we eat this cake together."

Arsen did not hear Asya, he squatted in front of Asya and carried Asya on his shoulders. "Arsen! By God I'm afraid, Sen. Arsennnn, downiiiiinnn," Asya's whine was afraid.

"Std. The broomstick's a nest of spiders, let's get a cepett." Although slightly trembling, Asya obeyed the word Arsen. Asya continued to sweep the floor after eradicating the cobwebs earlier.

When Asya finished sweeping, Arsen immediately mopped. "Uwiiihhh, cool is my husband. Diligent," teased Asya like a flirtatious person.

"Let cepett eat cake. I was suddenly hungry for abis beberes" replied Arsen casually.

"How do I cook? I'm looking for an easy menu. Later if you are ready to mop, wait for the sofa, watch television. Don't recokin me, okayy?" Arsen nodded obediently.

Asya went straight to the kitchen, struggling with the food he would make. Asya will make a simple menu, which is an omelet and patched tofu.

Arsen peeked in the kitchen with a smile. He felt happy, because now Asya has a wife.

"Arsen! If you're ready, don't forget to wash your hands!!" yelled Asya from the kitchen. "Yes, I'm gonna take a shower right away."

There is no answer from Asya. Arsen goes straight into the bathroom, before starting to shower Arsen brushes the bathroom to make it look cleaner.

Almost half an hour passed, Arsen just came out of the bathroom and finished changing clothes. He went to the kitchen and saw the food was ripe.

"Wahh. from the looks of it, it must be delicious. I can't wait to try it!"

"Hopefully not disappointing!" asya said she was hesitant about the cooking. Arsen sat right in front of Asya, himself taking a spoon and taking tofu to taste.

"Check, uhuk!"

Asya immediately offered a drink to Arsen.

"It's not good, is it??"

Arsen was confused as to how.

"Ehm. It looks so cool, baby, I love it. Sorry, but it feels so good. You mostly love salt, huh?"

Asya.

"It's delicious, the pain is not too. Just salinity. Tomorrow don't get most of the salt, let's taste better." Arsen again ate Asya's cooking, but this time with rice.

Asya was a little curious, he took tofu and ate without rice. "Check, uhuk!! Ahh..hmm, you don't have to eat anymore! It's really salty tauuu," said Asya take a side dish.

Arsen.

"It's still I can eat. Honey, if thrown away, this is the first dish you've made so hard for me. Time to be thrown away?"

"But this is so salty, Arsenn."

"Not really," Arsen continued to eat casually. Asya herself looked at him with teary eyes. Arsen approached, "Why would you cry?"

"Yes how not nangisss, my husband is good bangett ginii..." Arsen stroked Asya's cheek. "The spirit continues, don't stop just because your first meal is salty."

"Ingett, whatever the results of your cooking will keep me eating because it is made using your own hands."

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...AHAHAHAYAH! SALTING MASS. ...

...Btw, if I have another story on wtpd, would anyone like to read dak sii? Hehe. ...