Not as Beautiful as Nur Laela's Dream
About the Future

"Huaaa, You're Evil. You must be praying with God so I don't graduate in economics, right?"

Nizam looked up at Laela's accusation to her, her hand holding a cup of Coffee halted in the air.

Laela had just put Tab on the table, Tab gift from her father is specifically used for all purposes about her learning.

Desperate to find out if he did not pass the SNMPTN exam.

"Why you?"

Still early in the morning, his wife was already ruffled herself even mention his name like inviting war. Though she doesn't know anything, Laela hasn't told her about her problems.

Miyah who was on vacation at home became a spectator among this pair of married couples, looking alternately between Nizam and Laela.

"I didn't graduate! Huailu,…"

"It must be you, huaaaa,…"

"Kok me? Because I why? I don't know anything."Nizam tried to defend himself, their relationship had just been good, while the registration had been done well long ago.

"You want me to continue in the teacher, huaaa,." Laela.

"I really want you to be a teacher, but I'm not forcing you to follow me."

"But every night you wake up, you must pray that I'll actually become a teacher, right?" Laela.

" Astagfirullah, that's not it. Heeeh," Next Nizam Just kept silent, looking at Laela who was still faithful with her cries. Want to be persuaded too, his wife still blames him.

Letting his wife spill all her sadness through crying, he stopped thinking too.

"Can you still list again?" Nizam began to say as Laela's cries began to subside. The girl was still occasionally seen shrinking her snot.

"Yes, but I'm not sure I can graduate."Laela.

"Why?"

"The competition is many."

Actually that is the reason, not because Nizam prayed that he was not sincere about economics.

" Just try it first, yes while praying too." Nizams.

"But your prayers are stronger!" Laela.

The statement was able to make Nizam's laughter break instantly.

"Hahahaha, what's the connection?" Ask.

"Somehow do you know where my prayers are stronger?"

" Yes, it's closely related." Laela is still windy. "You're my husband, I have to follow all you want."

" Astagfirullah, it's not like that either." Nizam had to suppress his emotions, trying to give Laela some understanding slowly.

" You are my wife, you must follow all your husband says. Se-la-gi, don't sacrifice religion, and your aqidah. Regarding your future, you have the right to determine for yourself, I will never make a meaning, but when you ask me how, yes I prefer you to be a teacher than others."

"But it's up to you, I'll never understand. Even if I make it, the result will be different from your own wishes. Maybe you'll be half-in-study, then it could be longer because you don't like what you live."

Laela was only bowed while listening to Nizam who spoke at length.

"It can still be a list, right?"

Laela nodded despite still looking down.

" Yes, the problem is where?"

"What degree?" To be honest the girl was still hesitating with her own abilities. He is not a very stupid student in school, but competition is so intense to be his thought today.

" It's up to you."

"No longer cry, husband wants to go find money for his wife list of lectures."

The girl sneered, smiling back at Nizam. He also rose up as the man reached out for reverence.

Nizam didn't expect Laela to take him forward, let Laela calm down first he thought. But the girl followed his steps out.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

"When can I register again?"

Now that they had gathered in front of the TV, there was mother and also Miyah. Minus because I entered the room.

Do not ask about the turn of time on the father.The world may be a little different from others.had to quickly sleep, because tomorrow also he had to quickly wake up to harvest vegetables in the garden.

When everyone was drowning in a beautiful dream, you had already started his day.

"So it's open, but I haven't signed up yet."Laela.

"Why?"

"Fear not to pass." Laela.

" Why doubt?"Nizams. "Not tested either."

" That's why you don't do me no." Laela turned around, lashing out a punch at her husband. Still think if the man deliberately prayed for him not to graduate in the economics department.

"stttt, don't fuss about waking up."

Nizam catches Laela's hand, hooking each other's grip, fingers clinging to each other. Just so that the woman doesn't come back rowdy.

While the woman had blushed for the sake of getting such spoiled treatment.

"Register only! I want to see!" Nizam glanced at the tab lying on the table.

While mother and Miyah were only spectators among them.

"No, tomorrow."

The face again snatched, but he only felt embarrassed if he had to show Nizam about his registration.

"So no more crying, right?" Nizams.

"That's why you're a good doain to me." Laela.

"You can pray for yourself, why ask for my same prayer?" Nizam smiled as he shook his head. His head also thought how exactly the way his wife's mind?

"Eat him awake!" With a pursed mouth and eyes occasionally glanced at Nizam.

"Hahahaha, you asked to be built? Haha,..." The man's laughter instantly broke apart instantly.

"Zam, I'm sleeping!" Reproof from the mother immediately held back her laughter, only her shoulders seemed to shake. The man still held back the laughter so as not to get too loud. His eyes even glazed over as he held back a laugh.

"He asked to build the night ma'am. At dawn, it was hard to ask for forgiveness. Sometimes water can just wake up." The man tried to lower the volume of the voice while talking to the mother, his index finger pointing at the girl beside him while occasionally snuggling.

After that he looked back down because he was holding back a laugh.

PLAQUE.

Unfortunately Laela again threw a blow on the husband's arm. "Why are you?" Her eyes were in tears, not because she held back laughter, but also offended because she was laughed at by her own husband.

"Eh, cup-cup-cup, sorry-sorry." Stroking slowly the head of the wife, one hand still adrift with the hand of the wife.

"Don't cry anymore, later on vacation, I take you to the night market."

"Really?"

Nizam nodded with a smile.

The sparkle on Laela's face was immediately visible. Her brain has imagined their romantic things later.

Bonded at night with her tightly hugging from behind.

Ride the ring together, eat cotton candy, ah much more.

"I'm coming!"

The sound could turn their heads simultaneously. Miyah with a sparkling and hopeful face was no less than Laela.

To Be Continued!