Suddenly Halal
Chapter 43 Still About Nana Ninu

A moment ago,

"Assalamu'alaikum Mas" said Laura as she opened the door to the room she was in with her husband.

"Waalaikumussalam dear," answered Usman while raising his right hand up because Laura was wanting to come kiss his hand as usual every time he went from or out of the house.

"I've been ablution' dear. I'm sorry, yes" Usman said apologizing.

"Yes, it's okay. But I'm sorry, because I'm late for coming home" Laura said with an uncomfortable face. He realized he was very late to come home. Moreover, he saw that at this time, Usman had taken an afternoon shower and had prepared to the mosque using a cocoa dress that was in line with the sheath.

While he had just returned home just because serving a very unclear Nana Ninu.

"Whenever outside until you get home in the afternoon?" the man asked as he sat himself on a single sofa, his favorite seat. He looked at his wife who was opening her hijab and also the clothes she was wearing.

The man actually knew what his wife was doing because the private driver assigned to take her wherever she went was already at home first.

"I met my best friend at the Cafeteria near the Darma Wanita building."

"Trus?" asked the man without letting go of his gaze on the beautiful body of the wife who turned out to be quite fresh in his eyes.

"Yes, we talked and ate together, but I was sprained by her mas." Laura started looking for a change of clothes that she would wear after taking a shower.

"Lho, what kind of friend is kesel? Isn't it fun because it can hang out together?" asked the man with a smile on his face. Somehow he was very comfortable looking at a beautiful body that was only wrapped in makeshift underwear.

He has begun to imagine what is not even though he has been sanctified. Laura came up to him and sat down at the end of the table in front of him.

"Nana asked to be my personal assistant mas and also he wanted to replace Asma. How I didn't try. In front of Asthma's nose, he said that without any feelings of shame or empathy at all." Laura's face looked even more upset.

"He only asks, and you decide. That's just the hassle," said Usman with a relaxed expression mimicking the style of speech of the former president of the 4th RI.

"Yes Allah. I wouldn't have sprained him if he didn't want to stay in this house either. And one more thing, I was forced to give money that I love to him who he said would pay the contract. I'm sorry mas, for not asking your permission just yet" explained Laura with a fickle facial expression. I was upset and then sorry and apologized.

"It's okay. Money is meant to help people. Well, it's been done, right? So why did she miss Usman?" unconsciously the man pinched the tip of his wife's nose because of anxiety. He forgot that he was already in holiness. He smiled and pulled his wife into his lap. He forgets himself now.

"Lho my? His abortive will." Laura reminded her husband who seemed to be starting to want to do more.

"It's okay. Bentar wudhu' again, rather than this halal mistreated," he said, kissing his wife's cheek at a glance.

"Bag,"

"Hem,"

"My best friend wanted to live in this house." Report Laura between the touch of her husband's lips on the entire surface of her face. Instantly the man's fondling stopped. He settled his wife's face intensely.

"What do you mean, baby? Does he think this house is free for everyone?"

"That's the problem. Nana really wants all her wishes to be granted as before. And he dared to threaten me." Laura took her eyes off her husband's. He did not want to keep such a problem alone. She wanted her husband to know what was bothering her.

"Bring my darling. It turns out that you are also asem, yes" said Usman while lowering his wife's body from his lap.

"Hahaha, it's because you're delicious despite the asem. I'm waiting for you at the mosque" said the man with a faint smile on his face.

"Yes!" laura answered and ran straight to the bathroom. Usman Ali Kemal laughs. He deliberately teased his wife with such words so that she would not linger there. He was looking for information about Nana Ninu who seemed to be trying to make his wife uncomfortable.

"What's with that girl, Mr. Wali?" ask Fardan who immediately made Usman jerked from his long daydream.

"I want to ask you, why are you so curious about that singer girl." Usman said with his curious face. He was surprised because they could both be very curious about the name of the Nana Ninu.

"Heh, don't tell me you want to forget my niece the Asma." Usman stared intently at the man before him with a suspicious look.

"Yes no. Cook iyya I have gotten Asthma with great difficulty now I even immediately forget it??!" Fardan rejected the allegations.

"Then?"

"I have to find out about that girl who made Asthma jealous and angry at me."

Usman Ali Kemal was silent with the answer of his friend and legal advisor. He recalled how his wife had expressed a moment ago when he asked why she seemed upset and less excited when he had met his best friend.

"Is it possible that Nana Ninu had bad intentions Dan?" asked Usman after a long silence.

"It looks like it, sir."

"Then don't let that girl enter our family life."

"Ah yes. That's I agree with you."

Akbar Allohu Akbar!

Akbar Allohu Akbar!

They were silent at the sound of the Maghrib's voice that afternoon. After completion, they immediately stood towards the mosque to pray the congregation magrib.

Behind them follow Laura, Fatima, and Asthma. Other servants also came to the mosque. Apparently they people who work in the house feel embarrassed if they do not go to the mosque because the master and hostess are all experts in the mosque.

After the magrib prayer and continued the Isya prayer, they all went home for dinner while continuing the casual conversation about the city and its people.

Related to Nana Ninu, Fardan was asking his confidants to spy on the girl.

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