Buying Wife

part#54

"Goddessa ...."

All of us who attended my wedding with Aldo gave thanks. We got married in my village, Cirebon.

Mother who was also present at that time, did not stop crying. I know, my mother's heart was disappointed even though that doesn't mean she hates this marriage.

"While sad, my mother will always pray for your happiness, Ra. My mother never stopped praying for you after my prayers. To me, you're my mother's son."

That's what he said when I bowed to him. Mom hugged me tightly like she didn't want to let go. I am the same. After a long time of not meeting and breaking up communication, we met at this event. Because it just so happened that my mother was a neighbor with my father. Mother's family attended, including Pak Putra.

"Do, if you don't love her, give her back to me and my family."

"I doubt that, because it seems I can't stop loving her, Mas."

"Sir. Thank you for everything, for the good of you and your family all this time" I said.

"If there's anything, don't hesitate to come to me. My love for you will not change. We can still be brothers. Ok?"

Ah, he always has been. His maturity makes me feel like I have an older brother. I'm stupid for falling in love with the affection given by an older brother.

Aldo and I married. I decided to choose my heart that was afraid of losing Aldo. Not only that, this marriage has received the blessing of Bu Ranti and Vera, as well as Yanwar. Although Yanwar and his wife–Kak Niar, had to have a big fight.

Niar wants Aldo to marry his cousin. That's why he had to put the sleeping pills in my drink in order to make me hate Aldo.

After the simple wedding was over, Aldo and I decided to stay at a hotel in Cirebon.

"Do you want to go for a walk? we rent rickshaws to travel around the city of Cirebon." Take Aldo after we pray Ashar. It just so happens that the weather is neither hot nor raining.

Aldo and I rode a rickshaw, around the city of Cirebon. Starting from the front of the hotel on Baypass street. Down the main road. I saw an inscription 'cave of Sunyaragi'. I don't know what place it is.

After turning at the second red light, we continued walking down Cipto street. There are two large malls there that are side by side.

"Sir, take us to Grage Mal, yes."

"His mother wants to take a walk there, okay?"

"Yes, he said there was famous Jamblang rice there."

"Ooh, yeah. Nasi Jamblang mang Dul Hotel. Go too far, Mas. We'll stop in front of him exactly."

"Oh, so. Alright. Take it there, sir."

"Yes, Mum."

While Aldo and the rickshawman were discussing, I was still cool looking around. Yes, I grew up in Cirebon, but I haven't set foot in the middle of the city yet.

Mang rickshaw stops at the place Aldo is headed, a very crowded dining place even though the place is far from luxurious. Simple but lots of customers buy. Most of them even drive cars.

"Mang, come. We eat all together." Aldo invites a rickshaw. Father with an age that may be like my Father seemed hesitant. He refused subtly because he felt bad.

Aldo. He dragged the rickshaw. My heart's full. He's Aldo, my kind husband.

After eating, we went back to the hotel. Do not want to be on the road when azan magrib reverberates.

Arriving at the hotel, I immediately took ablution water and waited for the azan while at the slightest bit of remembrance with prayer beads.

Aldo just looked at me. And I groggy made it. There's no sound. Silent. I don't know why, I feel so nervous. The room was air-conditioned but I felt hot. My heart beat became increasingly irregular as Aldo approached and sat right in front of me. Still with his unblinking gaze.

He smiled and ....

Allahuahbaik ... Allahuahbaik ...

"Azan," I said shaking. Aldo immediately got up and laid out his own alphabet in front of me.

We pray fervently. Alhamdulillahot.

Aldo reached out, a little hesitant, embarrassed and I don't know. Not only that, I'm nervous actually. I accepted and kissed the back of his hand.

I raised my head, he smiled and then without even touching my forehead.

I was shocked but could not react to anything other than freezing. A heart that beats suddenly seems to stop functioning. He dyed me long. I slowly closed my eyes and started to enjoy the first kiss.

"I'm going to try to be a good husband. Reprove if I'm wrong and hurt you by mistake" he said shortly after unraveling his kiss.

"Yes, Mum."

The time walking with me spent in dhikr, I asked for calm so that this nervousness was not prolonged. It felt, imagining what would happen later, I felt ashamed and also ...

The nervousness was increasing after the prayers of Isa finished.

Aldo was lying on his back to the bed. Still focused on his phone.

After folding the mukena and wearing a nightgown that .. I think this is more like a rice cooker filter, or a magnetic curtain. Why, there are people who make clothes like this. It really embarrassed me for myself.

It's great! these clothes Aldo has prepared. Since when? I don't know. Worn in shame alone, not used also this request of the husband. How you gonna do it again?

With a little annoyance. I immediately covered my body with a thick blanket. Deflect Aldo. Not angry. Again, it's because I'm too nervous.

I felt Aldo move. He pulled the blanket and felt his body approaching. Don't ask me how I feel.

"Darling ... Why?" His whisper was right in the ear. His breath made my ears tickle, and I reacted to it. Raising my shoulders toward my ears. Aldo laughed a little.

My body is slowly pulling. Make us face each other. The sharp look in his eyes, and his handsome face, made me powerless not to fall in love with him.

"Don't be afraid." She pulled my body into her arms, "Mad, won't ask for the right to tonight. No hurry. Just relax, don't be nervous."

"Then, what are these clothes for?"

"It is not permissible, yes, if the husband wants to see his wife sexy. A good wife should go west-west if in front of her husband. East-east if it's outside."

"Where's a rowdy kayak."

"There was. For example you."

"Gee!" I pushed his body to see his face, "This is your wish, not mine, Mas."

"Why are you wearing it? I will not make sense, if you do not want to, let go. Better as well."

"ihhhh." I pinched his chest spoiled. He took back my body. Sighing and then kissing my head.

"Thank you."

"For?"

"Being my wife."

"I also thank you for making me a wife."

"It's night. Go sleep. Tomorrow we'll go back to the capital."

Aldo hugged my body. I held my chest with both hands, not wanting my heart to almost jump, Aldo heard.

Turtle on his face as he began to fall asleep, his hands were no longer so tightly clenched. Little by little I broke out of his embrace.

He squirmed, then went back to sleep in a slightly stretched position away from me.

The night was getting late, but I couldn't close my eyes.

Slanting and asleep like a mermaid, I stared fixedly at my husband's face. Enjoy the beauty that God creates.

He is, indeed, very handsome. I know that marrying him is a blessing or a disaster for me. He is handsome and well established. Between calamity and separate grace is so thin.

Dissolved in his own daydream, until he did not realize that Aldo had opened his eyes and was looking at me. I was shocked and immediately turned around. However, Aldo's hand so quickly pulled my shoulder that the distance we measured was only as wide as a finger. In fact, I could feel a warm stream from his breath.

We stared at each other in silence.

Slowly, his hand went down my hand until it ended at the nape. Interestingly very smooth. I close my eyes if he wants to kiss me.

"Honey .. it's night. Come on, get some sleep, "he whispered. Then back to sleep.

Tetewww!

My face was hot because I was ashamed of my true thoughts.

Geez!

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