Brotherhood Idaman

The Part 41

[How Great is Missing ]

That night, Laiqa found out her husband was approaching her when she was closed. There was an overwhelming feeling of longing when the man might just kiss her and touch her secretly.

But it didn't happen. Syamil got up and left the room quickly.

I can't believe there is a man who isn't tempted by what he wears tonight. He actually pretended to be asleep.

The man entered the room again after a few minutes, maybe he had eaten something in the dining room, he came while carrying a few slices of fruit that was placed just like that on his desk.

The well-built man with a proportional posture was sitting on a bench on the edge of the window which outside there was a fish pond and some ornamental plants.

Revealing some hadiths and letters Al Mulk, his habit when going to sleep. Because the Fadhilah of Al Mulk itself if read before going to bed will get light later in the grave when we have died.

Some time later the very melodious voice was gone, and even her husband fell asleep in that place.

Laiqa got up to him, looking at him in disbelief. He took off the glasses on his face slowly.

There was no movement from her husband. But then her husband was aghast in shock when Laiqa placed a pillow behind his head in a position like he was going to hug her.

They stared at each other, Syamil could not even blink at the sight of such a beautiful sight. Even though he wasn't wearing glasses, why was it all so obvious.

"Is that what I am, you?" Laiqa asked suddenly while looking at her entire body from top to bottom

"You mean?"

Syamil gulped, his eyes as if hypnotized into the deep gaze that his wife displayed.

Laiqa then sat neatly before him. Right at the end of his foot. He who saw it immediately moved sat beside the newspaper slowly. Maybe his heart is a little broken.

"I was quite shocked when the marriage qodarullah did not happen between me and him long enough to fall and become someone who is not me."

"Every day I ask God to break this feeling, and send me the best substitute priest candidate according to HIS glasses. And look, God really sent Kaka for me .."

Laiqa stroked her thighs gently and it greatly made her hair bristle.

"I know nothing about my sister. But marriage is so easy to happen, like everything is HIS hand that makes it happen."

"I have never waited for you, and you have never deliberately come, but we are met by God's means, and there is no reason for me to go anywhere, or to anyone else.." said Laiqa now looking at her again with such a beautiful gaze. Unknowingly like someone pulled himself close to the newspaper. He only knows for sure, that he is currently very eager to kiss the tiny lips and wet for talking since.

Laiqa replied to the gentle kiss she gave, the very soft thing turned into a very hurried pagutan as Laiqa continued stroking her thighs. Until they almost fell down and made the window behind them open.

"Darling you .. kangen you .." said Syamil lirih while looking at him deeply.

"Alhamdulillah I can finally take your heart again." said Laiqa smiling. Syamil then quickly lifted her up and placed her gently on the bed.

"Darling.." said Laiqa as the man was just about to kiss her back. "There are no more stories about him. It's just about me and you, just us." Laiqa then immediately took over the position. Her husband was still shocked when that happened. He could not believe tonight was the night that would give him the first experience of feeling how great his wife was to satisfy him from up there. And it was not an empty greatness, but based on the longing and love he always asked God to grow in his wife's heart for him.

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