Anissa's Promise
Shhstth.
After getting the end-time woman's clothes that drain energy and mind and force to break the veins of shame, Anisa and Ibra went home. They immediately entered the room, with Anisa throwing the lingrie shirt to the corner of the bed, she herself slammed her body on the bed, hiding her face behind a pillow and bolsters while on her stomach. There were sobs that were like children, sometimes he cursed Elina because she had given lingrie clothes to make a furore in the pesantren. Ibra just smiled at his wife's behavior. He slowly approached Anisa and sat down next to her.
" no"
Anisa got up and sat down next to Ibra wiping her tears.
" Why?" ask Ibra.
" I'm ashamed, they all must think I'm a flirtatious woman who wants to flirt with her husband in that shirt" Anisa replied. Ibra was smiling.
" Why would you tease me in that sexy shirt?, you're my wife and I'm your husband, there's nothing wrong with that" Ibra said.
" I still don't want to be labeled as a flirtatious woman"
" Ka Aisyah who has the title of flirtatious woman to her husband just casually get such a title. Even the pesantren know about it, but ka Aisyah responded with a smile" said Ibra.
" In fact I am not Ayesha, my veins are still neatly strung on my body, but now suddenly broke up because of the shirt" Anisa grumbled. Ibra laughed until Anisa was upset and hit her husband's arm.
" But take a shower, let your mind calm down" Ibra said. Anisa was even silent while pursing her lips.
" Want me help?" ask Ibra. Anisa squinted her eyes.
" It looks like you have to learn from Ayesha, be flirtatious and romantic with her husband" Ibra said.
" What do you mean???"
Ibra is smiling.
" The romantic wife, when asked to be helped by her husband to take a bath, the answer is not squinting her eyes, but directly put her hands on her husband's neck and willing to be helped to take a bath"
Anisa pursed her lips instead.
"But I'm not the baby to be bathed" Anisa's inner self.
" I'm sorry if I haven't been able to be as romantic as Aisyah and Ustad Riziq, I'm still not used to being close to men" Anisa replied with a lowered head.
" I call you, take a shower now" Ibra said. Anisa nodded and was about to stand towards the bathroom, but suddenly Ibra pulled her hand until Anisa again sat down.
" What????"
" Let me help you release your gown" Ibra said as she lowered her zipper on the back. Anisa's eyes immediately widened.
" No usaaaaaah"
Anisa immediately ran to the bathroom without a towel and a change of clothes. Ibra immediately laughed, especially when she saw Anisa's towel still hanging on the wall of the room.
Chequek.
Anisa opened the door. Ibra believes that Anisa wants to take the towel that was left behind. Anisa did not come out of the bathroom because she had undressed, she just called Ibra to ask for help getting her towel.
" Baim" call Anisa behind the bathroom door.
" Abim is not Baim" Ibra said.
" Oh yeah forgot. Abim.." call Anisa back.
" What???"
" May I get my hand"
" Why don't you just take it yourself" Ibra replied with a smile.
" I've taken off all my clothes, get me yes" Anisa pleaded.
" Hmmm"
Ibra instead of taking the towel, she took the lingrie and gave it to Anisa. Anisa just stretched out her hand, Ibra immediately put the lingrie in her hand Anisa while smiling a smile. Anisa pulls her hand, closes the bathroom door and locks it. Anisa's eyes were rounded when she saw in her hands instead of towels but the clothes of the end-time woman.
" Abiiiiiiiim"
Ibra laughed in front of the bathroom door. Anisa was already upset by herself.
" Bim"
" Hmmm"
" Can I have some more help?" said Anisa.
" What????"
" You go out of the room first, yes, until I finish taking a shower and dressing up" Anisa said.
" Hmmm"
"I ate it for a long time too" Anisa grumbled. After finishing cleaning herself, Anisa also went out of the bathroom naked, she did not want to wear the thin clothes. Throw the lingrie indiscriminate direction, then take a towel on the wall of the room, after that he took his clothes from the closet, put on his robe neatly and then combined with a long veil of matching color. Anisa also sat in front of the makeup mirror to apply her makeup, but her eyes widened to see Ibra was standing on the wall watching her.
" QIAAAAAAAAA"
Anisa screamed loudly, feeling annoyed, embarrassed and a little scared.
In the middle room was also surprised by the sound of Anisa screaming in the room.
" Umi aunty Nisa why?" ask Yusuf. At once, the Ullis of Ulfis closed Joseph's eyes with his right hand, while the Azam Ustad covered Joseph's ears with both hands.
" Umi, abi, why are my eyes and ears closed?" joseph did not understand.
" Suf, you better get in the room" pinta ustadzah Ulfi. Joseph was like a toddler being led into a room.
" Mi, why do I have to go in the room???" again Joseph did not understand.
" Sstth, later when you grow up you will also understand" said Uthadzah Ulfi with a smile. Yusuf just nodded. Ustadzah Ulfi also closed the door of Joseph's room, he saw Ustad Azam was looking down smiling.
" Why Bi?" ask ustadzah Ulli.
" Your sister this afternoon has gas, Anisa to scream like that" said Ustad Azam.
" Sstth, be advised, they are still newlyweds" said Ustadzah Ulli as she pulled her husband's hand to sit back watching television.
While the one now in the room. Anisa had already squinted her eyes at Ibra. Ibra just looked at him with a smile.
" When did you stand there?" anisa asked a little cynically.
" From this moment" replied Ibra.
Anisa is growling.
" You peeked at me changing clothes???, I didn't tell you to go out" said Anisa.
" This is my room, and you're my wife, what's wrong if I see you changing clothes????"
Anisa's face was already flushed from embarrassment.
" I'm ashamed of it"
Ibra smiled back.
" I'm sorry to see you change clothes, for that I'm ready you reply" Ibra said, looking down until Anisa frowned.
" Reply?, reply to what?" anisa didn't understand.
" Reply peek at me, you can see me when I change my clothes" Ibra said with a smile. Anisa immediately gaped, she could hardly believe what her husband said. Anisa immediately took a pillow and threw it right into Ibra's chest.
" AWWWW"
Ibra complained as the pillow hit her chest.
In the middle room he fell silent again when he heard Ibra's voice complaining. Ustad Azam smiled again as he bowed his head until the Ullis clapped his upper arm.
" The power is still not finished Mi"
" Ssssttth"
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**This story is made only for entertaining, if there are words or actions that are offensive or not in accordance with the reality please do not imitate.
There is no intention in the heart to demean anything, anyone.
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