
Zayn and Cinta are now in their rooms, MUA team helps both to remove bridal clothes and accessories that are used both because they will pray ashar.
The voice of Adzan ashar was also heard.
"Mr Zayn, mbak Cinta we say out first, later if the master and his mbak have finished praying and are ready to be dressed again call us in front ya mbak" said one of Zayn and Cinta's fairies.
"Heee??. Eemmhhh, yes mbak" replied Cinta was a little nervous because she would be left alone with Zayn in the room.
"Then excuse us to go out first, Mr. Zayn" said the fairy team.
"Yes, thank you" said Zayn and Cinta compact together.
Love and Zayn look at each other and smile.
The MUA team was also anxious with the bashful behavior of the newlyweds.
The MUA team left the bridal room. Now Zayn and Love are both in that room.
Both are still silent enjoying the sound of Adzan voices that echo filled their hearts while repeating the adhan sentences that I was given by the muezzin.
After Adzan both are still sitting in their respective chairs with a pounding so explosive in the hearts of both.
Awkwardness and shame enveloped the halal lovers.
"Emmm... " Zayn.
Love nervously still lowered her head.
"Assalamu'alaikum of Love" Zayn said, breaking the stiffness between them.
"Wa'alaikumussalam Kak" replied Cinta smiling in her submission.
"Sister???" zayn asked, looking at his wife.
The love that Zayn felt looked at him as if the word Love had just spoken contained a question that Love needed to answer.
Netra the two also met, and the debate was even more turbulent in each other's hearts.
"Yes, Brother, sister, you mean it??" Zayn tried to repeat his question because Zayn saw that it seemed like Love was confused by his words.
"Wrongly yes, can't you call Brother?" not her answer Love instead asked back.
"Emhh, that's not it, that's it, it's just that I'm a little confused" Zayn smiled at Love.
"Bunny?, confused why?" again asked Love who was curious about her husband's answer.
"Yes, that's, confused because you called Brother this afternoon, why now so call Brother" Zayn explained with a smile.
"Oowwhhh." said Love while covering her mouth because she felt ashamed.
"Hehe, no papa, call anything I like, want to call Brother or Sister, anywhere can be as comfortable as you" replied Zayn melted the atmosphere.
"I'm sorry, because I'm also still confused about what to call, so where the spoon just comes out of the mouth, sorry" said Love misbehaved.
"No need to apologize, no papa really" Zayn gave his sweet smile to Love.
Seeing the sweet smile of her husband makes the heart of Love more fierce.
Handsome, sweet and so shady the smile of the husband that Love seemed to melt seeing the good looks of her husband with a distance so close compared to their meeting so far.
"MasyaAllah. Alhamdulillah" said Love in his heart with a smile. staring at Zayn's face.
"So, would you rather be called Brother or Sister?" Love asked Zayn the husband.
"I am where you are comfortable, Brother can be Big Brother can also, want to call saaa-yaang can also be really" said Zayn shyly with a smile that is so charming that it makes Love amazed with that smile.
Deg deg deg...
The heart of both of them was dancing in there.
"Ehhmmm... " Love cleared her throat nervously hearing Zayn's words.
"Then... Wa'alaikumussalam Darling" said Cinta lowered her head with a red face.
"hee.... " Zayn was really shocked to hear the sentence just said by Love.
"Darling???" ask Zayn in disbelief.
Love nodded her head still with a timid attitude in her submission.
"Darling???" once again Zayn confirmed his hearing.
"Do you like it?" tanya Love looked at Zayn with a serious look.
"Like bangeeeet, of course I like. Honey, honey, I love that call, heheheh" Zayn chuckled, repeating the affectionate phrase with a flowery feeling.
"Thank God, thank God then" Love smiled at Zayn's cute adorable behavior again.
"Then, Assalamu'alaikum Love... " Zayn stared fixedly at Love's face with a fluffy smile.
"Wa'alaikumussalam Darling." replied Love while smiling sweetly by returning Zayn's gaze.
Again the two met as if conveying the feeling of love toyyibah that they now feel.
Love is learning to please her husband, starting from the small thing that is the call that her husband likes and can make her lover is happy.
"Assalamu'alaikum Cinta" repeated Zayn in order to hear the call of affection from the lips ranum owned by his wife.
"Wa'alaikumussalam Darling" Love replied with a small laugh staring at Zayn's face.
"Assalamu'alaikum Love... " Zayn starts acting silly and adorable according to Love.
"Wa'alaikumussalam Darling" Cinta returned her husband's greetings with great joy.
Following the path of the husband.
"I love to hear it" Zayn unceasingly smiled and laughed happily.
"Alhamdulillah" Love was really happy to make Zayn laugh as happily as real on the handsome face of her husband.
"I Love U Cinta" said Zayn with a smile.
"Too." replied Short Love because he was still nervous about the phrase love from the husband.
"I Love U Love" again Zayn repeated the same sentence.
"I Love U too Dear" replied Love smilingly looking at Zayn.
Love understands Zayn repeating the phrase love is certainly so that the wife says the same thing in full.
Although shy Love ventured to return the expression of love of the husband, again, because Cinta wants to please and make her husband happy and of course, so that Zayn knows that at this time Love has really built his love for Zayn.
"I Love U Love, ana uhibbuki please Love, I love you Love my wife" said Zayn grabbed the hand of Love.
With a nervous feeling and a slightly trembling hand held by Zayn, Love also reciprocates the expression of love of the husband with a sincere and happy heart.
"I Love U too Honey, ana uhey open up darling, I love you my husband Dear" Love tried to return Zayn's hand.
"Hehehehe" the two laughed.
"Oia, already iqomah, let's pray ashar jama'ah. I take ablution first, my wife" said Zayn.
"Yes my husband" Love nodded her head.
That afternoon, the newlyweds also performed their ashar prayer obligations together before they continued the reception until the time of Maghrib later.
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