BETWEEN YOU AND HIM

The Part 94

Now Reyhan and Syifa have arrived at Reyhan's apartment. Both of them went straight to the balcony to enjoy the view of the city in the morning from above the height. Reyhan hugged his wife from behind while occasionally kissing her smooth neck which made her unable to turn away.

" Dear, why did you sleep on the floor last night?" ask Reyhan.

" Syifa just wanted to accompany Mas to sleep. Syifa is unlikely to let Mas sleep on a cramped sofa while Syifa is in a comfortable bed." Syifa replied.

" What if you're sick, my dear?"

" I'm not that weak, Mom."

" Yes, let's try? How strong are you if you're there." sneer Reyhan while pointing at the bed.

" Syifa is hungry, would you like to order some food first?"

" Huft... okay."

Syifa sat on the sofa while playing her phone to order food and also asked Clarissa to send clothes to the Apartment. Reyhan fell on his wife's lap while his hand did not stop gently rubbing her back.

" Is... Mas, ticklish. Keep your hands off my back."

" Everything you have is mine, no one can prevent me from doing it."

" Hhh... The maasss!" peekik Syifa's.

" What are you going to do here in bed?"

" It's still morning, Mom. Don't be - like!"

" It makes a difference what morning and night. It tastes the same - just as good." Reyhan grinned.

" Basic pervert!"

" What's wrong? You're all mine."

Reyhan kissed his wife's stomach gently. His hands did not stop and continued to explore his wife's entire body.

" Mum, soon the food will come." shirk Syifa.

" Leave it, Mas doesn't care." Reyhan said.

Reyhan stood up and lifted his wife's body to the bed. It feels impatient to enjoy the body of his wife who has now resigned in his confinement. When he wanted to kiss his wife's lips, someone suddenly pressed the doorbell of his apartment.

" God, can't they stop interrupting!" pissed Reyhan.

" Open it up, Mom. Maybe a deliveryman for food or clothes."

" But it's up, baby." whine Reyhan.

" Let Syifa open for a moment."

" No, let it be. You stay here don't move a little."

Reyhan opened the door and it turned out that there were indeed two couriers delivering Syifa's food and clothes. Reyhan closed the door and took his wife to eat.

" Dad, Syifa slept for a while? I couldn't sleep last night." whined Syifa.

" Can't! I don't want to put it off anymore." Reyhan said flatly.

Syifa who knew what her husband meant immediately pouted. She could only give in if her husband was already acting cold like that.

" All right, whatever it is." said Syifa slowly.

" Are you not happy to marry me?" reyhan's question took Syifa by surprise.

" Why do you ask like that?"

" No, sorry."

" What's the real reason for that?"

" It's okay, go to sleep. Sorry for making you uncomfortable." Reyhan leaned his body on the sofa while closing his eyes.

" Do you want to accompany me to sleep?"

Syifa dropped herself on her husband's lap and leaned against the chest of the field. Reyhan who was shocked immediately opened his eyes and smiled at the behavior of the wife playing her lentik fingers on the neck.

" Dear, she said she'd sleep?" lirih Reyhan in between his sighs as his wife's tiny lips kissed his neck.

" Are you sure Syifa can sleep?" seductive the wife.

" Hmm.. aaakhhh...! Why tease me when I'm tired. We can do it when you're ready."

" really? Thank you my handsome husband." Syifa gave a glimpse of her husband's lips and went to the bathroom.

" Huh...is he just teasing me?" Reyhan murmured.

Reyhan was very upset by the silly behavior of his wife who had aroused his desire. It could be - usually after flirting, the wife just left.

" Huh...?" call Syifa from the bathroom.

" What...?" suhut Reyhan ketus's.

" Please get Syifa's clothes that the courier delivered."

" Take it yourself!"

" Why is that the same wife?"

" Yes - yes, I'll get it."

Reyhan went to the bathroom carrying Syifa's clothes which were still wrapped in a paper bag.

" Dear, open the door. Here's the shirt take it."

" Yes,"

Syifa opened the door slightly and extended one hand to grab Reyhan's shirt from outside. But not the clothes she got but her hands were blocked by her husband. Reyhan forced his way into the bathroom and smiled as his wife put on a towel that covered her from chest to thighs.

" Bath first, Syifa wants to change."

" It's not that easy to get out of here." Reyhan sneered.

" Why?"

Syifa took off the shirt her husband was wearing and pulled it under the shower.

" Do you have to bathe before you can come out?"

" We're taking a bath together, baby."

Reyhan pulled a towel over his wife's body and put it on the hanger. But the wife instead rushed to hide behind his back and hugged him tightly from behind.

" Gold, Shifa is ashamed." whine Syifa.

" Why be ashamed, I am your husband. Come on, let Mas see your pretty face." Reyhan said.

After several persuasions, Syifa finally let go of her embrace and they faced each other in a very close distance under the water from the shower.

Reyhan treated his wife as gently as possible so as not to strain. Starting from a kiss on the forehead to down to the neck, Reyhan can feel if his wife is still a little embarrassed.

" Want to soak, baby?" ask Reyhan.

" No, Mas. Syifa's body was cold."

" Oh, let's go to the room."

Reyhan wrapped the towel around his wife's body as well as himself. After sitting his wife in bed, Reyhan grabbed a paper bag containing Syifa's clothes.

" Dear, is this really your shirt?" ask Reyhan astonished.

" It was Clarissa who bought Mas." replied Syifa.

" Are you sure you want to wear this?"

" What's the matter, Mom?"

Reyhan handed the shirt to his wife if it was right to order such a shirt.

" Athaghfirullah...! Why did Clarissa buy lingerie? I asked him for a casual dress, Mas."

" Mending you don't have to wear clothes, baby. That child has no character."

Syifa took the paper bag to check whether it was a shipment from Rissa or not.

" She, it's like there's a letter." Syifa took out a piece of paper folded inside the paper bag.

" Try the one that opens."

Reyhan opened the paper and was shocked to see the contents of the writing.

" My dear sister, wear this to be more romantic. I'll make sure your husband won't be able to blink his eyes. hahaha..."

' Brother '

" Isa..the basis is no morality tuh people!" Reyhan Umpat.

" Rissa wrote what, Mas?"

" Not Rissa, but Ardan."

Syifa took the paper in her husband's hand and read it slowly.

" O God, Brother. Why did he buy clothes like this." - Syifa.

" Yes, baby. Later let Rendi just find clothes for you. Rissa must be with Ardan now."

" Yes, then yuk again?" syifa nyengir.

" Of course, Mas won't stop before he can give warmth to my beautiful wife."

Reyhan again started his act in bed. This time there can't be any more drama like last night. Syifa was also not as nervous as before when Reyhan placed a kiss all over her body.

" Dear, can you do it now?" said Reyhan gently on the sidelines - between his kisses.

Syifa could only nod and let Reyhan take the crown that he had been taking good care of.

" Aakkhhh...! Pain, Mas...!" syifa Lirih.

" Hold, baby. In a minute, huh?"

After several tries, Reyhan finally managed to also channel his passion that he had been waiting for since the completion of ijab qobul.

" Aakkkhhh." shouted the husband and wife together as it reached its peak.

Reyhan kissed his wife's entire face and took her into a warm embrace.

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Some more parts will BE FINISHED. Thank you to all the readers who have read this story. Read also my latest novel "Pursuing the Brutal Love Girl "

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