Brother-in-law Looked at my Aurat

Jealous

Before Brother Zian came in, I immediately sat down at the dressing table and combed my hair to divert the nervousness.

The door opened, Brother Zian entered. From the mirror, it was clear that Brother Zian was smiling at me, and he walked up to me.

My heart was pounding, especially when Brother Zian hugged me from behind, then gave me a kiss on my left cheek, my body stiffened.

"Here I'm the comb in her hair, honey." Brother Zian took the comb in my hand and started combing my shoulder hair further making my feelings more erratic.

He kissed me on the cheek again, whispering. "Are you ready, honey?"

The groggy feeling became more and more so, let alone we both look at the mirror, the two eagle eyes were.

"Don't strain, dong ...." Brother Zian understood what this wife was feeling. His eyes were glistening, teasing. His lips did not stop smiling.

I just nodded, it was hard to speak.

"We go to bed, yuk ...." Brother Zian's call made me bow and nod.

Brother Zian asked me to stand up. He then lifted my body to the bopong, even though the mattress was close. Definitely Brother Zian is trying to build a romantic atmosphere.

I put two hands behind his neck, misbehaving because Brother Zian kept looking at me.

We were already in bed and started by reading a prayer.

Brother Zian slowly poked me. I enjoyed every touch of Brother Zian, until the atmosphere started to heat up. Our breath is blowing fast. Our clothes were taken off and fell to the floor.

Brother Zian is ready, I closed my eyes. But ... imagined in the mind is .. face Mas Raka.

Supposedly, Mas Raka and I enjoyed the first night, unfortunately he .. died before we sipped the sweetness of the first night.

My mood suddenly changed, I initially enjoyed Kak Zian's fondling all over my body, now ...?

Tears just shed. As much as I can hold it. Unfortunately, my lips could not prevent it.

"Why, Honey?" Brother Zian's voice gasped for breath, stopping what he should have done.

I opened my eyes, Brother Zian's face was blurry because both of my eyes were full of tears.

"Why? You scared?" Shout the voice of Brother Zian while wiping away my tears.

"A-I remember Mas Raka, I should have done the first night, but ...." Unable to continue my sentence. I'm honest with how I feel.

Brother Zian gulped, then took a deep breath. Regulate his hunting breath.

"That means you're not ready to receive my inner living ...." Brother Zian laid his body beside me, staring at the ceiling.

It's not so, I'm ready, just .. I remember with Mas Raka. My tears did not stop. I wanted to say that sentence, but my mouth didn't come out anything but a cry.

Brother Zian pulled the blanket up to my chest. Back to the tears that flowed.

He himself got up, picked up his scabbard that fell to the floor and picked up a cigarette on the table.

"I'm out first, yeah ...." Brother Zian walked quickly towards the door and then closed it. Brother Zian must be disappointed in me, he chose to leave the room.

Half an hour passed, Brother Zian did not return to the room. For an hour, Brother Zian has not yet entered the room. I finally decided to go out after putting on my nightgown.

Brother Zian sat on the porch, smoked his cigarette deeply, and exhaled violently. He didn't seem to realize I was out on the porch.

"Nr ...." I approached Brother Zian, he turned his head, his face was not as soft as it was, a sign that he was disappointed in me.

"Yes? I'm still smoking." He answered flatly. "Why not sleep?" Brother Zian looked back at the courtyard.

"Smoking for an hour, a long time. I'm waiting for Brother ...."

Brother Zian turned to me while frowning. "Why not sleep first?"

"What's? Iiii ... Brother Zian if you're angry, how is that? I know Brother Zian is disappointed because I .. brought up Mas Raka ...."

I'm uncomfortable because Brother Zian turned a little cold. I don't want him to act that way to me.

Brother Zian laughed softly. "Come ...." He took my hand, asking me to sit next to him. "Who's angry, hm? I am not angry and will not force you if you are not ready to receive my inner living ...." Brother Zian's hand still holds my hand.

"I'm ready, brother. Who said I wasn't ready? Zian's brother is angry and disappointed."

"I'm not angry, dear ...."

"Not angry about leaving me?" My cheeks are bubbling, pretending to be squeaky.

Brother Zian touched my cheek while sighing heavily. "I'm not angry, just ...."

"You know, my passion was so intense, but it was down when you cried and I thought I wasn't ready to pull off a union, I see."

"I'm sorry then. Come on, let's start again, brother. I don't want to sin because I don't serve my husband well."

Both of my hands were coiled around Brother Zian's neck, I pulled the back of his neck while my face advanced. I feel responsible for having disappointed my husband.

Brother Zian might not have expected me without awkwardly kissing his lips. Until we were both overwhelmed.

“OK, let's go to room.” Brother Zian carried me into his room.

We were without much talk, again excited to run the first night ....

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Brother Zian woke me up by kissing my whole face. "Wake up, let's take a shower, it's almost dawn."

I squirm, opening my eyes to find the man who treated me sweetly last night during our first night smiling near my face. I'm grateful to have been a full-fledged wife to Brother Zian.

"Yes come on, brother. Is Grandma awake?" I woke up and suddenly remembered something.

"Already, why? Shame if you get caught shampooing?" Brother Zian guessed exactly what my mind was about.

"Yes ...." I blushed in shame.

"Wear the hijab over the skin." Brother Zian chuckled, teasing me while pecking my forehead. "It's common for husband and wife to shampoo before dawn. After all, bathing before dawn is good for health."

I nodded, then kissed Brother Zian back. We then got out of bed. There was blood on the white sheet.

"Let me wash it, let's not get tired." Brother Zian looked gently at me who was stunned to see those blood spots.

"Yes, Brother."

I am more grateful to have an understanding husband.

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We spent most of the day in the room. As with the newlyweds in general, we repeat making love. The world feels like it belongs to both of us.

At Asar time, we went to the bathroom and wudu for Asar prayers. I took the wudu first, and to the room first.

"Dwoooh! My leg's got a shard!" pekik Train's. I can see it from the window. He grimaced while lifting up next to his feet. His face was in pain ....

"Bang Zian, help me ...." Practice looking towards the bathroom.

"Why Ratih?" Brother Zian's Voice. The husband was seen approaching Ratih beside his house.

"I got a shard, help me get home."

"OK, come ...." Brother Zian will help Ratih by holding his right arm, but Ratih instead wrapped his arm around the back of Kak Zian's neck. Embracing my husband while his left side of his body was attached to Brother Zian. Instantly I was annoyed, let alone Ratih saying spoiled.

“Kak .. I'm not strong way, just carry, yes.”

I clenched my teeth seeing Ratih sulking at Brother Zian.

“It's close, through your kitchen just let it get to.” Fortunately, Zian refused Ratih's request.

Brother Zian drove Ratih to his house. A little while Brother Zian was there, I started burning jealous flames. Keep looking towards Ratih's house, impatiently waiting for Kak Zian to come out.

Brother Zian came out of the kitchen Ratih, walked quickly to the bathroom, would want to wudu again after just touching Ratih's hand.

"Why do you want to be embraced by Ratih? Ratih tuh look for attention to Brother Zian, he deliberately seems to step on the shard to be helped by Brother. Brother Zian why also linger at Ratih's house?"

I immediately pulled out the teardrop when Brother Zian entered the room.

"Training with his shard is bad, he can't pretend, honey ...." Brother Zian does not believe my words.

"No need to get close to Ratih anymore!" I pouted and gave a warning.

Kak Zian tersenyum, dia berdiri di depanku. "Masa ada orang kena musibah tidak kita tolong?"

"That's Ratih's wits, trust me, brother." I'm insistent.

"OK, okay. We pray Ashar first yuk." Brother Zian doesn't seem to want to argue with me. He invited me to pray.

Train ... He seems to be intentionally making me jealous. What, the hell does he want?

Seriate.