At Dusk in a Small Town

Episode 84 Eliminate Doubts

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"Bookworms, a mountain of my misses, I'm afraid I can't resist my desires."

The owner of the sweet smile continued to whisper and did not

take off his hug.

Everyone who happened to pass by and accidentally looked at the scene let go of that longing

on the head ring.

"Bojo, "shame you're a lot of people!"

Whispered Dhea while trying to escape from her husband's embrace, although honestly she was also unable to withstand the turmoil of her heart.

Eventually, Anajib let go of his hug.

"Ayooo get on the bike!"

He said while giving the helmet to Dhea.

"Where is my bike abi..?"

Ask her husband.So long as she finally gets on her husband's dirty ride.

"Let your bike drop off first.!"

Anajib said as he turned on his bike.

"Dhee.., what do you actually call your husband?"

Protests tempt.

"If in front of Syifa om, If I'm upset or angry alias kes ama you, I call mas bojo

in front of your father and mother you are only my little friend, but in my prayer you are my husband from Syifa.

Dhea answered with a laugh.

Anajib kept staring at Dhea who kept laughing

through the rearview mirror of his motor.

"It's good to see you laugh."

Anajib whispered in his heart.

And his ignorance relapsed.

He played with the brakes.

The motor is traveling at that high speed

made Dhea more tightly embrace her husband's waist.

And his wife's frightened screams were all she liked.

"MAS BOJOOO STOP!"

Shouted Dhea in fear.

Anajib was even cengegesan.

And the motor kept going.

Both are prisoners who are released from prison

and the warden's supervision. The two continued laughing being able to breathe a sigh of relief and 'FREE.'

"I'm sorry Dhea sir ustadz ."

Whisper her heart as she continued to hug her husband's waist and her head was leaned against his back

The owner of that body.

After a while the bike pulled over.In front

a house whose yard is planted with many flowers.

Dhea is down. And he took off his helmet.

"Whose house is this abi..?"Ask Dhea.

Anajib remained silent and guided Dhea by the hand.

Beni's face greeted Anajib and Dhea. After greeting each other, Beni said goodbye to Anajib.

"Okay bro ana live first."

Beni leaves Anajib and Dhea.

Anajib invited Dhea in.

"Come but Beninya is gone."

Dhea Protests.

But Anajib kept barging in.

"This is my second home."

"Wait a minute, what about Beni's father and mother?"Dhea protested against her husband.

Anajib did not answer and instead locked the door of the meeting room. Now he took off his jacket.

Then the gaze continued to stare fixedly at the person he missed. Anajib's heart rate is racing, his male soul is no longer able to hold his body more vibrating.

Dhea was still standing sculpting, Dhea felt awkward his legs felt boneless.

When the hand carried him in the arms.

"So what about Beni's mother?"

Whisper Dhea while continuing to hold back that hand movement.

"Relax dear.., Beni's father and mother were hugging their brother to Bandung."

Anajib Bisik.

"Let me be afraid" whispered Dhea as she continued to dodge

from assault to assault to her husband's naughty hand. The feeling was like the first time Dhea did it, and it was more frightening for her husband to pounce on Dhea like a thirsty traveler in the desert.

There's no answer.

Anajib really doesn't want to waste time

and the kindness of Beni who had allowed his guest room for Anajib to give up longing for his wife.

Dhea simply resigned in her obedience to carry out her duties.

Mr Anajib demanded his right until repeated.

And finally dusk came.

Dhea woke up to take a bath, finished a bath and hijab now Dhea Slowly woke her husband.

"Pig.."Whisper Dhea in her husband's ear.

"Hem."He answered while his eyes were still closed.

"Umi should go home later if you come home late, father and mother must ask a lot."

Heard Dhea mention father and mother.

Instantly those eyes opened, and hurriedly got up directly stepping on the bath.

Somehow Dhea was still embarrassed to see Anajib out of the bathroom just wrapped a towel to cover her body.

Seeing his timid wife his pranks appeared.

"I'm sorry to get you an abi shirt!"Said.

Dhea stepped closer while carrying the clothes she asked for, and the towel was accidentally released in front of Dhea.

"Astagfirullah MAS BOJO..!"

Shouted Dhea turning her face away.

When finished, Anajib drove Dhea to his workplace to pick up his motorcycle.

Dhea was riding her own motorcycle.

And finally, Anajib decided to come home to fail nginep.

After a while Dhea's bike pulled over.

Syifa welcomed him.

"Nurse.." His shouting.

"Assalamualaikum." beautiful umi, sapa Dhea on her son. After the salim on the bu ustadzah Dhea pamit enter the room. Just a few steps to the room. The sound of the motor was heard pulling over.

And Syifa's voice was heard calling.

"Opename..."

His small steps welcomed his ashes.

And the sturdy body bent and the kiss cup landed on Syifa's cheek.

"From abi."His whisper to Syifa.

Then bring him in his cradle.

Ustadz just watched with a gaze.

Inside Dhea's room still felt the scent of the body sticking all over her body.

Syifa's voice continued to sound a lot of questions for her ashes.

Let everything go according to God's will.

Our job is to pray, rely and do.

Confident of his power, and always patiently waiting for his time to be together.

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