WIFE TO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTER 49.

 After Bu Hanif entered the house, it appears that from the front road someone ran in a hurry towards Mr. Hanif's house.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhh." suddenly he shouted while rolling on the ground until his entire body was dirty with dust.

"Oh my goodness, Jar. Dawn ... Why else are you? Why is it rolling on the ground like that? Come on, wake up!" He pulled the hand of Dawn and forced her to stand up and pulled the hand of the child-brained adult man onto the porch of her house.

"Fajar won't come here, sirde. Dawn is afraid later in the same silk tabok Mother," complained Fajar but still he sat his ass on the bamboo terrace beside Mr. Hanif.

"Here, you are. The style does not want but even all the coffee Pakde you sosor," grumbled Pak Hanif during Dawn with the rest of his coffee in his glass that is still half that left.

 Dawn did not care and continued to spend the coffee even clean to the pulp.

"Bccw, Jar ... Jar. I don't think you've ever had that coffee." Mr. Hanif shook his head.

 "Why were you, rolling on the ground screaming why?" furry Mr. Hanif is still curious.

 Fajar again melek with a face that is like a doll Mampang Prapatan. Make Mr. Hanif up to this point.

"Huweeeeee, Fajar wants to join Neng bidadari to the city, Pakde. But even in staying," Isak Dawn was exactly like a neighbor's child who fell down the stairs.

 Mr. Hanif patted his head. "Geez, this kid. Kirain what's up."

 Ms. Hanif who heard the noise outside was rushing out to check what was going on there.

"Oh my goodness, Father. That's what Fajar did to that cry?" point Bu Hanif at Dawn which is still a crying drama.

 Though the tone is also a lot wrong but still forced to cry.

"Wes, Mom. Let's stay wae not important kok the Dawn, later tired also go home alone." Mr. Hanif stepped into the house without caring about the cries of Dawn drama anymore.

 Let's just cry until tired and no one will help because almost all villagers already understand how the character of Dawn. The more he helps, the more he will become and make ear buds of people who help him. So it's better to leave it alone, as well as what his parents did.

Brakkk

 Ms. Hanif closed the door following her husband's words, yes who would take care of a big baby like the Dawn, a waste of time and energy for sure.

"Girlgigyoo!"

 Well, the crying is even bigger because it was lived in the house by Mr. Hanif and Ms. Hanif. I don't know what the purpose and purpose of the child is still at home there, what waiting to be expelled yes author also don't know dah.

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 The tall white sedan carrying Adel's entourage stopped right in front of a large house that was Adel's house.

 Previously Adel had called Zidan and asked to go directly to the hospital to visit Nisa, but Zidan did not give permission and told Adel to just go home first.

"Yuk, stop by Johan first." Adel bows his head from the side of the car because Johan who looks never go down even though they have all come out of the car.

"Ah, um can ya, Ma'am? I'm not good to see you if there's no husband." Johan smiled stiffly.

 Adel sighed, apparently a Christian like Johan also understood the presence of Muslims when the husband was not at home.

"On the porch alone no papa, later let Alice who nemenin," said Adel while walking to the door to open the lock.

 The face that met with red was hidden among her dangling hair.

Chequelek

 The big door opened, Adel invited Nek Hindun to come in and make a drink for them. Because the day was quite late and of course the servants in the house had entered into a dream, and Adel appreciated it not to disturb the rest period of his household assistants.

"This ... Adel's mother's house?" johan asked, opening the conversation.

 Alice looked up to confirm that Johan was indeed talking to her.

 After being sure, Alice nodded. "I-yes, this is Adel's house."

 Johan nodded faintly and looked around the terrace of the house surrounded by a beautiful flower garden that looked very well maintained.

"It looks like their family is happy, the house is beautiful and organized," hiss Johan admired the architecture of the house and the garden is very soothing.

Even though the night but the atmosphere around it looks warm and there is no spooky impression in the least.

"Sometimes, what appears in those eyes is just camouflage so that what actually happened is invisible to others," Alice murmured looking far into the atmosphere of the complex that looked desolate.

 Johan frowned, realizing there was an implied meaning in Alice's words. But it even makes him not want to ask much more, it is enough to explain that the household of the owner of the house is not as beautiful as the garden that surrounds the house.

"If you ... have you been married too?" ask Johan spontaneously.

 Alice's face turned red, the man who was secretly amazed even thought he was married. Oh no! This can't be allowed.

"Abroad! I'm still a virgin ting ting tau!" alice was upset.

 But somehow the look on Alice's upset face actually looks very attractive in Johan's eyes.

"Oh yeah? Sorry then," Johan chuckled while closing his mouth and throwing his gaze in the other direction, the goal was that Alice could not see the smile that was now fully developed on the handsome face dimpled.

 Alice folded her hands in front of her chest with her mouth pursed along the memory lane.

"Huh, you insensitive boy! People want to stay at home the same as he even thought he was married! Long ago I pellet also this guy one," grumbled Alice slowly, but still can be heard by Johan.

Johan chuckled, it seems like there will be another new couple in this story. Wh why? Because the author likes to be confused developing the conflict, give ideas in the comments why? Don't be a magic reader.

 Moments later, it appears a car entered the yard of the house whose fence was deliberately asked Adel to stay open because Zidan said he would follow home soon. So you can be sure that it's Zidan's car.

"Dek Al," called Adel from the doorway, in his hand was a tray with warm tea cups on it.

 Alice approached Adel and took over the tray from his hand.

 Zidan, who had just got out of the car with a box of pizza ordered by Adel, stared intently at Johan, because all this time there has never been a man who would have visited if he was not at home.

 His sense of well-being was not at work, so Zidan irritatedly walked over to Johan and pulled his collar.

"Who let you into this house, huh?"