Imagine :
The sound of takbir echoes from the mosque, the excited voices of my precious nephews and nieces overpowered the beautiful takbir amplified, evidently showing that they are excited about the whole day.
They're going to get so many duit raya.
I wiped my wet hands on my kain batik, ready to leave my workplace of the morning (kitchen to be exact) to wake my husband up.
"Kids! Has pakcik wake up yet?" They all stop their small discussion on strategies to generate a higher duit raya income, turning to me, one by one shaking their head.
Ya Allah my husband. It's his first raya with us but he's still not up when there's 30 minutes to leave for Hari Raya prayer.
I pushed the door to my room, ready to jump at my still sleeping husband, when I was greeted by an empty king sized bed, all neat and tidy.
"Abang?" I searched for his presence.
"I really love you calling me abang. It sounds much better than oppa."
I turned around, my eyes meeting his abs, trailing it up north, to his sharp jaw, and end at his eyes.
He pulled over his baju Melayu, putting a dress up show infront of me.
"How's me in baju Melayu?"
"You're always handsome in anything Sehun." I replied.
He clucked his tongue, "Its abang for you sayang. Not Sehun." he smiled, extending his arm to let me engulf in his hug.
"Go take a shower sayang. You smell like ayam. Is it ayam? Or ayang? Ah i dont know. You smell like chicken" he sniffed my head.
I laughed when he pushed me inside the bathroom, slamming the door close.
A/N
Lets warm up first okay. How's Sehun in baju Melayu? *smirk*
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Ficção GeralHave you ever imagine......your first raya with EXO? wearing their baju melayu so handsomely. their songkok-You heard their voice chanting Takbir Raya and you slipped your hand in theirs and apologise for your mistakes, "Selamat Hari Raya abang," ...
