My Bow to the Destiny of Love
Household drama

Ardian was standing by the window of his new office. Look at the vehicle from above. The new room was quite spacious with neatly arranged furniture. The room is equipped with a sofa as a place to receive guests.

Ardian turned around while sighing heavily. This is what it feels like to be the boss. He did not prepare himself at all to face today. Too accustomed to a simple life at home her in-laws made her comfortable in simplicity.

Ardian sat in his great chair. Sipping coffee that he brought himself from home. Want to laugh but laugh for what?

One month ago, he resigned from his old office. Zidane was a little disappointed to hear the decision. However, he could not do anything because Ardian had officially become the owner of his Papi company.

A busy schedule makes his mind cramped. His schedule with his wife was really trimmed a lot. The more here, Chayra gets spoiled and always demands her to come home on time.

That afternoon, Ardian came home after the Ashar prayer. Found the wife sitting on the porch stroking her stomach which looked slightly bloated, the man smiled faintly. Still sitting in the car enjoying the beauty that God entrusted to the woman.

Chayra got up when she realized her husband's car had been in front of the gate long enough. Frowning his brows held back a smile. Walked closer to the car with a slightly limped step. Feeling uncomfortable also because of the sound of a car horn in the back of her husband's car.

Tapping on the windshield waiting for her husband to open the glass. "Why stay in the car, brother? Brother Zidane honked the horn from earlier." Chayra slightly bowed while thrusting her hand to shake hands.

Ardian. "Astagfirullah, the hell time?" Look back.

"Yes, when I lied. Move the position first, pity Brother Zidane long wait."

Ardian smiled as he moved his car forward. Get out of the car with a big smile. "I can go home soon today, honey." Pulling his wife into his arms.

Chayra looked up at her husband. Gently rubbed Ardian's face. "Remort of yes..."

"Mm. But, when you see you, tired it's instantly lost to the wind."

Zidane who just got out of the car opened his lips. "You guys are really. I don't choose a place to make out. Not in the house. Here you guys are still standing in front of the house. If anyone sees what?"

"Lho, what are we doing? I just hugged my wife as a form of affection and my longing for her. Also thank God for giving me such a beautiful and devoutly religious wife."

"Look, Brother. Don't argue here." Chayra pulled her husband's hand to follow him into the house.

Ardian took off the suit wrapped around his body. His body was slightly sticky from sweat. Learning to be a corporate leader really drains the mind.

"Bring first, Brother. I'll get you a change of clothes while you take a shower."

"I'd like to take you to the Hospital to visit Papi."

The hard-pressed Chayra standing in front of the closet instantly turned around. "When?" tanyanya, approaching her husband back.

"Tonight, finish praying Maghrib."

Chayra nodded in agreement. "But dinner first. I don't want to be hungry on the way." Back up and into position. "Bring it first" he told Ardian without turning around.

"I'm hungry too, Chay. Shame on Mami, same Grandma if you bring hunger to the Hospital." Ardian approached his wife. Hugged the woman's body from behind.

"Silver smell of asem, take a shower first." Chayra shook her body to let Ardian's hand loose.

"I want to fill the energy first let the spirit."

"The first bath there, after that we pray Maghrib, just ate. The time is not strong until Maghrib time comes. In the mosque it's been that devotional."

"I don't mean power, honey."

"Continue..?"

"Energy feeling," whispered in Chayra's ear.

Chayra rubbed her ears in amusement. "Heh, what energy, afternoon-afternoon gini?" glanced in annoyance at her husband.

"My heart is arid, Chay. Fat job too. We've had a few days off trying. Why does the doctor forbid me to do that so often."

Chayra breathed a heavy sigh. "It's all for the good of our son, brother. My content is still vulnerable. Later if it's the final trimester, even told often to make his child quickly enter the birth canal."

Ardian. "What month does the final trimester start?" His head rests on Chayra's shoulders.

"He was already a woman's handler. That time I don't know."

"I've forgotten all about women. The woman I know right now is just you, honey." Kissing his wife's cheek.

"Bath first. bathe there. already want adzan, brother. He said he'd look at Papi."

"No energy first, no."

"No..! Later that night when I get back from the hospital."

Ardian let go of his embrace slowly. Pretending to be disappointed with his wife's decision. "Well, if not permission. You know, the sin of a wife who rejects her husband's wishes." Undressing while taking a towel.

Chayra immediately put her lips together. "This is what you want to do, brother. If Zidane's mother or brother calls us to pray for worshipers later, how?"

"Sister.... Is Ardian really angry?" Knocking on the bathroom door.

There's no answer..

Chayra grunts. "Yes, if it's bad. Not in love until later tonight." Stripped his feet leaving the front door of the bathroom. He walked out of the room, looked up and headed straight for Musholla.

Ardian put his head on the bathroom door. Seeing no wife, he closed the door again. Immediately rinsed his body. Fear Chayra really craved and did not give him rations later tonight.

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Chayra glanced at her husband after establishing the prayer. She sat to her mother's left so she wouldn't be behind her husband.

After shaking hands with his in-laws, Ardian moved to thrust his hand at his wife. The hand stayed long because Chayra did not hold the hand.

Santi immediately nudged his daughter. By force, Chayra finally grabbed that hand and kissed it originally.

"You guys are marahan?" Santi finally asked because he could not bear to see the behavior of the two humans in front of him.

"He was the first one. Older people also wear everything." Chayra said with a murmur.

Ardian just shrugged his shoulders looking at Zidane who seemed to be holding back a smile.

"Hhmmm, this is you, son. That little problem don't like to be exaggerated. Especially with my husband."

Chayra was silent at her mother's advice.

"Say your husband, you want to see Mr. Sucipto now. Right so?"

Chayra nodded small.

"So, yes, I'd like to see your in-laws but your face is as tangled as it is, son?"

Chayra finally took a deep breath while glancing at her husband. "I'm just spraining with him, Mom. The time he wanted to fill the energy when he wanted to make the Adhan was."

"Your husband is hungry, son? The feet won't mind if he wants to eat first. Work in the company is not just about energy. But, the mind plays a more important role."

"Huh, I don't understand what Ayra means. Yes, we eat now. My stomach is hungry." Chayra got up and left Musholla.

"Why the hell is he? How come he's so gini-gini now? The old feeling, he was meek and his patient was amazing." Zidane spoke up because he was confused by the attitude of his cousin's sister.

"Since she's been pregnant she's been like that, sister. I'm confused too." Ardian got up, "I want to catch up first. Don't want to be more ember later."

Santi and Zidane simply nodded in agreement with Ardian.

Ardian found his wife had rolled her body under the blanket. Ardian closed the door quietly. Sitting on the side of the bed while taking a deep breath. "Say he's hungry for dinner. How to sleep now."

"I don't have appetite." Answer Chayra with a ketus.

Ardian splashed his body beside Chayra. "In that case, maybe you'll have a taste if you fill me with energy."

Chayra immediately grabbed the blanket that covered her face. "Just son, who would like that." Turned her body back to her husband.

"But I need that, honey." Hugging Chayra's body from behind. "The husband's energy should always be fully charged at home. If it's not fully charged, she's afraid she'll fill up somewhere else."

"Viar mode is given rations."

"This serious. You want me to fill my energy outside."

"Do you want to be a mastermind again? I'm tired of being a good person."

"Eat him look at me, honey." Pulling Chayra's body to look at her. "I don't want to be a bad person anymore. That's why I want you to be halal for me." Kissing his wife's forehead with feeling. "May ya..."

Chayra finally glanced at his wife. "And we're going to the hospital now."

"We can go tomorrow."

"Not busy now."

"There must be a time if we really intend to leave."

"Keep I have to take a night shower dong now."

"Once, Honey. That can't be every night."

"Huh," Chayra snorted. "If you want, nothing can stand in the way." Sit down and take off his face.