Brotherhood Idaman

The Part 28

[First Night]

I'm sorry my husband, I don't love you yet. The inner Laiqa was of course in his heart.

It was a cold night, after the rain. And a beachside staycation might be the smartest option. They had just finished tasting seafood at the restaurant opposite the hotel overlooking the sea of Jakarta.

The man ate fish and some special lobster that Laiqa knew would increase stamina. He seemed to follow his movements so far, arriving in their hotel room immediately ablution and prayer sunnah like the thing that should be done newlyweds. A very melodious reading, plus a sweet do'a do'a and followed by a kiss that landed on his forehead after he kissed the man's hand.

Not much is discussed so far, only about ideals, publicity, busyness and others that are not too intimate. And of course not at all make his heart linked.

All that exists now is fear. In the dark night, in the white room, the light of the yellow light dimmed with a man who had tried to see his face carefully, but still there was not the slightest taste.

Anxiety was, he was worried that the man would notice.

Laiqa stared a little timidly at the man who was now sitting on the bedside. Let go of the peci and glasses, then lean back like very tired.

Will he fulfill his duty immediately..?

How is this, really fear this heart.

As a well-trying wife, she approached after folding her face. Laiqa sat at the end of her husband's legs. He bowed, and thought should he speak first?

"Sister.wary?" the question is very soft. Laiqa shook her head slowly seeing that perfect face was afraid of fear.

"No need to be forced.. sister can rest first, or want to massage?"

"Sister." said Laiqa, "Sister is free to do anything, because I am the wife of his sister" he said. Is that true2 of his heart? Until Syamil melted like a liquid on the edge of a burning candle. He hugged Laiqa warmly, with an irregular-sounding breath.

Laiqa understood that attitude, the man had fasted for a long time and he had broken his fast. How relieved and cracking the sense that has been held back for a long time. While on the other hand, Syamil felt that there was something lacking at this moment. Laiqa's response to every physical stimulus he does. As insipid as it is, there is not the slightest resistance. Too smooth, no challenges dragged him further.

"No need to force yourself." said Syamil rubbing Laiqa's head. "Just tell me honestly how you feel"

Laiqa looked at the man in disbelief, what was his heart made of. He was so good that Laiqa thought he might be an angel.

"You're not ready, are you?" ask her again.

This time Laiqa sobbed, tears falling on her cheeks. He nodded slowly, looking at the face of Syamil who was trying to read his heart.

If only you knew, there was still someone in my heart. And he's always been there until now. Laiqa murmured only in the heart.