Wife 150 Cm Mr. Saladin Al Ayyubi
Hate Look Saidah
Saidah was not the arrogant type of girl. She was the same as other girls in general. He likes traveling, study tours, study, hang out at the cafe. Life was a little unlucky for him. But that was no reason for him to be sad. Life has to go on as usual. He didn't want to blame anyone for his papa sacrifice. His mother's departure may have been a form of his loyalty to papa. So let the world test the faith of Saidhe will not budge in the least.
Geck. Geck. Geck.
Czechoslovak.
The sound of the door opening saw the face of the lecturer jutek. If on campus killer in the house jutek really. Saidah and Saal's marriage was indeed an unwanted thing for both of them but the feeling of responsibility of Saal's father was not playful. Farrel was one of Hafla's best cop shots. Farrel's death for saving Hafla. Not once did Farrel's allegiance to Hafla reach his last point of breath. It is not a debt of gratitude for Hafla but she believes her daughter is a good girl because her father is very loyal. Saidah must have had a pretty good loyalty to her son. Not without reason but it has been thought through carefully by Hafla and Seena.
" Didn't you have a watch to watch? You should have come home in the morning," he said so striking with a flat, flat bin look was not good. Saidah just shut up and took off his sports shoes.
" Out of the cinema watching 172 Day with friends," replied Saidah then passed her husband. And take his shoes. But again Saal said the thing that made him upset.
" then? Should I give you a reword! And should I repeat again that tomorrow there is a mother coming here" he replied once. At once Saidah turned his head sharply to the honorable and handsome Mr. Saal.
" It sucks your mouth, sir!!! Let our rooms separate so that all your parents know. Settle ... ! Don't make it difficult for yourself sir. So, I am the one who hadehhh," he replied as he went to the room with a feeling of arrogance. He who does not want to be ugly in front of his parents but the complicated Saidah.
Saidah in the room was upset and crying. He never protested Saal's attitude and mother's father's request. But he was irritated by being tired of having to side with Saal as a husband and wife. It's better to be his sister that's so much fun. He's more attentive.
" I miss the old Saal bang mama ... Marrying me to her is not a good idea. Saidah told me that Saal did not like this marriage. Hicks ... Hicks ... Hiks .. ," she cried under the pillow. If Saal heard it could be ashamed of centuries of Saidah.
The first year of college in the capital was very fun because Saal always hammers him. But when determined marriage his attitude changed 180 drajat. It's so uncomfortable once. 1 month feels like 10 years. An hour is like a day. His attitude was very stern.
Saal did not hear the cry of Saidah. He heard but it was not the time to make Saidah fall asleep. Saal did not love Saidah. All those years together did not make Saal fall in love but only consider him a mere sister. This marriage also torments inner Saal. How could he touch a woman he considered to be just a sister. Saal was also hard to establish a new relationship with Saidah as his wife. Cute sister even made a bed partner that makes Saal clumsy and uncomfortable in any aspect.
" Saidah! Quickly pack your things," cried Saal with mixed feelings. He also could not make his mother and father disappointed. It may be selfish but it all takes a long time.
" Yes bang Saal ... Wait a minute," he replied hoarsely. The typical voice had finished crying and I didn't know if he had time to fall asleep.
Deg.
Saal heard his own brother's voice. Yes, Saidah is the only sister he has. Because the mother's father did not return at the gift of the son or daughter back. So the departure of Uncle Farrel and his wife made Saal have a younger sister. Just imagine a woman who is considered her own sibling how can her affection turn into a wife. Saal really wanted to reject this marriage. But Mother and father depend heavily on the happiness of Saidah.
" Sorry ... Wrongly named sir!" he walked out of the room with a manyun. He walked towards the room with a stagger. The girl was used to tidying up her clothes so it did not take long to tidy up the room saal that was messy due to her actions.
When Saidah tidied everything up ...
" Cook up! I'm trying to eat home cooking" Saal said, making Saidah turn.
" Sir!? Saidah tired loh. No pity on Saidah???" tanya Saidah stared with a sad look.
" Sister help," he replied slightly softened.
Look at the eyes of Saidah as if out of his place. Because Saal said Brother after so many months. The young man walked towards the kitchen without looking back again. Saidah ran a little following him. He's happy at least Saal said brother. Happy is half dead. Haha. Lebai!
It looks like Saal took the cooking ingredients out of the refrigerator. Saidah helped wash Broccoli, shrimp and other ingredients. Saidah knows that his brother likes Capcay ala -ala Saidah. But tonight Saal wants the cuisine.
" Bang ... Uh Sir! Want the cuisine of the old Saidah or taste now," asked Saidah carefully worried about being sprayed again. Berabe is his heart and his eyes.
" The old one" he answered briefly. Saida nodded instantly.
" Okay," answered Saidah briefly.
No more chatter. Only the sound of the frying knife and the sound of water are used to wash vegetables and fruit. But when Saal was about to come out of the kitchen, he said something that he could say.
" I don't care about you doesn't mean you can go home. In addition to maintaining attitude as a student keep your marwah as a wife," he said then disappeared somewhere.
Deg.
Brother Saal? Was he mad at me or what was it? He accepted me as his wife. But .... Ah, it's Saidah! Cook - cook.