Khadija
He's Kha! Aishleen Khadijah my wife.

...41. He's Kha! Aishleen Khadijah....

Two weeks after Kha started returning to work, she went out of the store almost every day to check out the decorations in several places. Sometimes he put together a job in one place with Blue, but more often not because Blue prioritizes cooperation between his studio and the fashion company.

Two nights later, he and Blue stayed on the second floor of the flower shop, after a long debate with Mama Dusk that did not allow them to stay together. Tired of having to go back and forth became the strongest reason that was able to melt the heart of Mama Dusk.

Kha was a little relieved because in the end he no longer had to meet Barid every morning and night. Instead of holding a grudge, Kha only felt awkward and always remembered how Barid took off his hijab without permission and touched it at will.

“We need to change the mattress anyway, Mas? this one is narrow for us,” complained Kha in front of his minimalist-sized bed.

Blue peeking from behind the laptop, “Why replaced, this is also still good really, dear.”

“Less wide, make our wiggle room so limited 'kan.”

“I'm moving, you don't need.”

While releasing her veil, Kha stared intently at Blue. Although the focus is on sorting out the photos of the shots, Blue's brain is always quick to respond to things that smell sensitive.

“Sunday there, I again discuss what you answer,” muttered Kha lirih.

Hearing Kha's hoarse voice, Blue put down the laptop without closing it, approached Kha who played a leg at the end of the bed.

Blue sat beside Kha with one leg folded on the bed, caressing her jet black hair that was unraveling. “While, leave it like this, I promise you soon will give you a decent place.”

“Ish, I mean that, Mas... I like to stay here, where you are,” replied Kha to make Blue smile triumphantly, “I just think about our bed, let it be comfortable, so that the rest time is maximum, so that the rest time is maximum,” connect Kha with a raspy voice teasing.

Blue helplessly restrained the laughter looking at the cute expression of Kha who was advancing her lips. He pulled Kha's lips together.

“Whose wife is this funny.”

“Wife Albiru Adityawarman! that's cute, cold, and sucks!”

“But you like...” as soon as Blue teases.

“Aaak!!” a shrill Blue scream filled the room as the pinch from Kha's hand landed on her side abdomen.

“Sick, Babe!”

“Party you rest!” “Nih! Nih! Nih! rasain”

Blue jumps up, squeezes into the bed as soon as it gets a pinch from Kha. Kha continued to try to pinch her without caring for Blue who cried out for mercy. However it stopped when both of his wrists were successfully locked by Blue. In that instant Blue struck Kha until they both fell on the bed.

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Kha was sweeping the front parking lot of the shophouse when the premium MVP car arrived in front of his vehicle. He thought he was a customer of a flower shop or a photo studio. But shortly after, two pairs of beautiful legs came down from the car.

Kha put a broom into the body of the angsana tree, waving her hands with the end of the robe and then approached Mama Jihan.

“Assalamualaikum, Ma...,” greeting Kha from behind the car that Jihan was riding.

Jihan turned her head in style, took off her glasses and then took them off on her head.

“You? kirain was a sweeper,” said Jihan without filtering her words.

Kha did not know what to behave like, it did not matter if Jihan did not see him earlier, but Jihan's speech was clearly a little upsetting. He pulled both corners of his lips, still smiling despite seeing the woman beside Jihan as laughing mockingly.

“My son is there, right?”

“Mas Blue is shooting in my Aunt, Ma. But maybe it will be here soon, an hour ago said that the photo shoot is almost finished.”

“OK, I wait at the Blue office,” said Jihan then walked into the studio followed by the woman, “Oh, Yes! make me and my guests drink!”

Kha nodded then followed Jihan walking behind her. From inside the studio, Dumbness who saw Jihan came to allow her to wait in Blue's office. While Kha, passed to the pantry to make a drink. He saw the contents of the Blue refrigerator which mostly contains canned drinks and light snacks, Kha also took the initiative to make 2 cups of warm tea for Jihan and her friends.

“Teh hot? you don't know it's hot outside the weather? and you make tea?! hot anyway!” reprimand Jihan, as soon as Kha puts the cup on the table.

“M-sorry, Ma... I change the other one,” Kha took the teacup and brought it back, in the pantry he met Gentar.

“Bang Dumbly want to make a drink? tea or not?”

Kha put tea on the kitchen table and then switched to making cold drinks and returned to deliver for Jihan. The next minute, Kha returned to the pantry rummaging through the fridge stuffing, no snacks there, just a light snack owned by the studio staff. Regardless of the trembling gaze that followed her, Kha ran to the flower shop, picking up a can of biscuits and a steamed sponge she had made herself earlier. He put it on a plate and then brought it back to Jihan.

Kha stood holding a tray, looking at Jihan's heartily sneering friend with the laughter of the snacks she was serving.

“What food is it, Auntie? Seriously I nanya, like the tin cans that my maid used to buy for THR people in her village,” the woman shifted the can with her index finger, then lifted her homemade steamed sponge. “This is what else? safe to eat?”

“This circle of all! what food is this really hick!” hardik Jihan shook her hand.

Kha lowered her head, lifting back the can of biscuits and dishes onto the tray, but when she turned around, it turned out that Blue was already standing behind her with glowing red eyes.

Blue took the tray from Kha's hand, one other hand grabbed Kha's hand and held it tightly.

“She Kha! Aishleen Khadijah is my legal and religious wife. I married her for myself, not to be your errand boy!” say Blue slowly but full of emphasis, then switch to staring at friends Jihan, “Almost for women do not know yourself like you!”

“Blue! take care of your words! she's a guest Mama!”

“Take him away from here! He is not my guest and is not welcome here!”

Deeply annoyed, Blue drags Kha out of the studio. Kha is led to ride in the car, Kha's eyes until pecked at the tip of the Blue hat when her husband pairs the seat belt. Without speaking, Blue took Kha away from the shophouse courtyard.