Not as Beautiful as Nur Laela's Dream
Swimming Pool

" Mama discussed what the hell? Asked what, uh back!" He is not a plain man who does not understand where his mother talks.

Yes, it must be upset if you have to open a relationship with his wife, even if it is with his own biological mother.

" Tell me first, you guys haven't done anything, have you?" Even the eyes of the oma to squeak looked at her son.

Unfortunately, his hands were busy hugging a rather large tray, otherwise he would have used it to block his son's hand which seemed to have been about to leave to avoid it.

" This is indeed inside the house, but in this house there is not only you who are a boy. There's also Mr. Doro who's not Lela's mahrom, so she keeps wearing a hijab just inside the house." Oma Ranti gave some clarity before Armand stepped up with his regretful look.

The man was silent when he heard Oma Ranti's explanation.

That's how Laela thought that she did not want to be seen by men other than her family. And he belongs to the class of men that Laela allowed to see his body.

Somehow there was a sense of pride that suddenly flashed through the man's mind.

Hah it seems he was about to make another decision for the comfort of his wife.

" Yes, I told Laela to get changed. Later I told Mr. Doro not to go into the house." He will set a limit for the man not to enter further in his house.

" Why don't you tell Laela straight away, she's your wife!"

" We share mah's work. Mama said to Laela, let me talk to Mr. Doro." The reason alone, because clearly he still did not dare to rule, even though the woman had status as his wife.

But what he considered as an agreement with his mother, in fact, did not work. When he had managed to talk to Mr. Doro, Laela was still calm with her appearance closed. And in fact he's not that patient, let Laela's costume.

" Why not go swimming with the kids? Should you take care of them too?" Armand began to speak in a soft tone even with a slightly intimidating look, glancing sharply.

" Huh."

Clearly confused Laelanya.

" Change the clothes there! Jangain the girl, let me take care of the guy."

" Why bengong?"

Armand looked at the face of the wife who was now gawking at him. " I've told you Mr. Doro, he won't come in here, before he's called."

" Have changed clothes there. Or am I throwing it in the pool?" His eyes were about to glance towards the pond, where their children had been busy with water.

" The food let mama take care of her aunt!" Just guessing about the one worry that Laela felt when she saw the woman glancing towards the burning.

" Snap, I wait!"

Armandpun did not understand why he suddenly acted like this judes. Maybe just want to shake off a little bit of embarrassment or shyness.

It seems like Laela had no other choice. The woman rejoined after changing the costume as ordered by her husband. Sport uniforms from the school where he teaches are his choice. He has no costume for swimming.

Emm, when was the last time he moved his body in the pool? He forgot exactly when, of course, he still had three vacations with Nizam and Izzar.

Even so, Armand no longer reprimanded him.

" Heat up first." Armand who was sitting by the pool with a body that had been soaked. His tone has now receded, not wanting to put pressure on the wife.

" The hijab is open, Mr. Doro is no longer there."

" But, though,..."

" He won't come in unless he's not called Laelaaaaaaa." A little emphasis he gave so that Laela did not melt.

Slowly the woman began to pull her headscarf apart from her head. His eyes went all over the place. Although a little doubtful, the woman still stepped into the pool.both hands crossed in front of the chest, as if to hide the jewel.

" Want a race?"

the question can turn its head on the questioner.