Bismillah Love

Lady Aydan Atthallah

Almost three o'clock in the afternoon Aydan regained his senses from his deep sleep, the most beautiful nap for him. In his eyes the wife who was still awake. So shady and calm, but if you are angry, do not ask, Aydan must increase his patience with extra.

In his kiss Syafeera forehead "Thank you dear..mas loves you very much, do not ever think to be able to go. then mas will chase you anywhere.." said tergombal of an Aydan, said, but dear one in gombalin he was sleeping.

Aydan rose from his sleep to the bathroom, carrying out the mandatory bath.After completion and complete with his clothes Aydan down, the sound of worms in his stomach was kicked from earlier.

Aydan came down the stairs, with his hair still wet. Mother who happened to be from behind just finished picking chili was focused on her son's hair, how not, but, aydan's clock came down with wet hair and a smile that could not be separated from his cheeks.

Mommy also shared a smile, as if Pahan with what happened with the child and his daughter-in-law.. Well the bed is one way to maintain harmony in the household.

"tumben clock as soon as it's fresh, shampoo again.." teased mother

Aydan did not blush because he was being snooped.. Aydan instead hugged the mother from behind, spindle like a child, as if he was channeling his happiness.

"Where's syafeera?? still sleeping??? you guys don't have lunch..."

"still sleep Bun..."

"You must make your mother's daughter-in-law tired, yes." One more temptation escapes your lips

"hehehe... Tired of being Lillah Bun..."

"Mother is happy for you, hopefully soon so yes. let this house be crowded.." Aydan let go of his embrace

"Doain is the best, because Aydan does not want to make Bun, Syafeera is still in college.."

"the best prayer of the tree..."

"Bun Aydan is hungry..."

"yes, the hunt for food....oh yes about Larisa how???"

"And it's obvious that Bun, if Syafeera doesn't believe it, this won't happen...??" Mother smiled with Aydan's answer

"Aydan ate on top of Syafeera must also be hungry " Said Aydan again while taking one plate of rice along with a side dish with double portions.

In Syafeera's room wriggling her body, her eyes trying to be opened by force because of the drowsiness that is still felt, her eyes look at the wall clock, and her eyes look at the wall clock, and how shocked he was when the clock showed 3 o'clock passing.

Syafeera tried to sit her body, her body like a new rodi work, crumpled dimly, and memory returned to the incident a few hours ago.

Her blushing cheeks, remembering all her, in the pats of her own cheeks, really made her ashamed, but happily there was no regret.

Chequek!!

The door opened slowly, and seeing the door open Syafeera instantly hid her face between her two legs..And Aydan who saw that immediately put the food he brought to the table by the sofa, and rushed over to Syafeera.

"Why are you?? is anyone sick?? or regret..???" ask Aydan full of worries

Syafeera shook her head. And Aydan breathed his relief with Syafeera's arm, there was fear if it turned out that Syafeera regretted what happened earlier.

"Trus why??"

"She's ashamed..."His answer was soft but still Aydan could with, and hearing that answer Aydan instead chuckled a little.

Heard Aydan laughing, he said,. Syafeera looked up at her head.. "iih why even laugh sich..??" her annoyance

"it's a shower hunt, we eat, laper right..??" not the answer Aydan gave

"want to help her in the bathroom??" Aydan offered with a slight seductive tone

"no... Can I do it alone??" he answered while encouraging Aydan so that he could pass, although his steps were not as usual, but Syafeera refused to be helped.

Syafeera was quite long in the bathroom, not as usual, Aydan was a bit worried and chose to dredge the bathroom door.

"Yes... How long..?? You Ok...??"

"severa mas....Yes Ok.." he answered. but again Aydan knocked on the bathroom door, because Syafeera had not yet come out

"Yes.. You don't sleep, do you...??" Syafeera raised her head behind the door.

"Mas....I forgot to bring clothes." said he while grinning the horse.

"Astagfirullah Syafeeraaaa.... so from earlier did not come out because did not bring clothes...??" Syafeera nodded

"Come out now." Aydan said with his cold face.

"get out.." inevitably Syafeera came out just by using a cream-colored towel that was long above the knee with a shy step, it's okay Sya, the important thing is not shy 🤭

Aydan shook his head "have seen all that, why should be ashamed" said Tampa sin and it made Syafeera punch Aydan's shoulder

"Au..."

"tauk ah.." replied as he left Aydan for his closet,. Finished with his clothes, Syafeera approached Aydan who was sitting on the sofa

"sholat yu mas first." take her

"eat first, we have not eaten from lunch, it is not good to pray in a state of hunger, which we are not solemn..." Java Aydan while pulling Syafeera's hand to sit

They also eat a plate of both. "cold rice is cold".." said Aydan.

"the same common cold, I have a cold husband too"

"you're late in the bathroom.."

"sha's ashamed to go out without clothes." answered honestly

"you know what, I've seen it all.."

"iih mas..don't say that mas ngebayangin that earlier.malu know.." oceh Syafeera.

"there's no prohibition against it being the same wife, right??" aydan Tampa asked sin while Syafeera's face was blushing to hear Aydan's words imagining what happened this afternoon.

Actually Syafeera also has not been able to move on from the incident this afternoon, but still the shame is still difficult to cover up.

Aydan wiped the corner of Syafeera's lips slightly smudged with a tissue, then thrust orange juice for her.

"Udah...???" Syafeera nodded "we pray yes..."

They also perform Ashar prayer together.if asked how Syafeera feels, obviously he is happy. very happy, hearing Aydan's confession about his feelings.what this woman called the pretentious but omniscient.

Just as Aydan feels, he can feel it, but as if he does not know Karna there is no recognition from him, but when he hears all of it, with Tampa hesitates he gives up all of it, he gives up, whether it is on the basis of obligation or reciprocation of feelings.only he knows, for sure whatever it is, all of it is halal .

Aydan brought Syafeera up onto the sofa, embracing her.

"thank you Madam Aydan." whispered Aydan right beside Syafeera's ear, though stiff but teasing her as if it were satisfaction for her, seeing Syafeera shyly with blushing cheeks as if to be a booster for her.

"mas iih's..Shame to know..."

"your shame is happiness for you.."

one pinch landed on Aydan's stomach but a few seconds later Syafeera embraced her cold husband.

"mas happy, very happy... And just like him we have to say thank you to Larisa... Because he can happen"

hearing Larisa's name, Syafeera let go of her arms and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"so Madame Aydan is jealous of this story??" aydan Goda

"tauk ah..." Her knitting, and it made Aydan kiss Syafeera's lips, her beginning to a short but long-overdue kiss demanded. Syafeera pushed Aydan's chest in order to escape from the kiss.

"Mas wants to make Sya out of breath, huh...??" nagging her, and Aydan just smiled complacently

"it turns out that Husband's cold is pretty perverted.."

"Important same perverted wife, not the other.." relaxed answer.

"if you dare to pervert with others out there, anyone does not see Sya again" he threatened, and Aydan immediately embraced it, This naughty wife of his when angry is really hard to conquer.

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