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"Wouldn't you be angry or cry again if I touched you let alone hug you like this" Arfan said in a soft, hopeful voice, as if the fierce name that Arini pinned on him turned into Mr. Romantic. While Arini just kept quiet and began to close her eyes, feeling the warmth of her husband's embrace and feeling every sense in every beat of her heart that had started to irregular.
"Arini...I have memorized his prayer,
Bismillah, Allahumma jannib naassyyaithana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa. It means: "By mentioning the name of Allah, O Allah keep us from (disturbance) Satan and keep the devil from interfering with what (son) you will provide for us." Said Arfan who was still embracing Arini with a sense of excitement, while Arini was stunned and could only swallow her saliva when she found out her husband could already memorize her prayer, which means he must be ready with all the possibilities that will happen.
"Master, let go first, I have trouble breathing" Arfan let go, after Arini was about to turn his face in shame, but Arfan grabbed his chin.
"Don't call Me Sir, I am now your husband, I am now yours, My soul and body are your rights, you are my clothes and I am your clothes, we must look after each other's honor and also warm each other, vice versa, you are my wife, your soul and body is mine, do not cry when I see your Aurat, because you are halal for me "Arfan as if to be someone else, which suddenly became pujanngga, who is good at stringing words of seduction for the idol.
Indeed, that is how one adab related husband and wife according to Islamic teachings, as described in a kalam Ulama'.
"Ethika having sex with the wife, among others (1) wearing fragrances, (2) using soft words, (3) expressing affection, (4) giving a tempestuous kiss, (2), (5) showing affection always, (6) read bismillah, (7) do not see ******* wife for supposedly lowering the power of vision, (8) wearing a blanket or cloth (when making love), (8), and (9) not facing the Qibla," (See Imam Al-Ghazali in Al-Adab fid Din, Beirut, Al-Maktabah As-Sya'biyyah, page 175).
"Arini.., since the first time I saw you, my heart rumbled, my heart was always pounding fast when I saw your smile and your beautiful face that always bewitched my heart" muttering while framing his wife's beautiful face and taking off her hijab, Arini who had heard her husband's soft words earlier, made her heart melt.
While Arini has also started to feel a more tempestuous taste turmoil again when her hijab is removed and her long hair is unraveled, seen by her husband, if she used to cry, she said, now her heart sizzled irregularly due to the gentle words of her husband.
Now, her husband's face was exactly an inch in front of her, and this was for the first time she looked at her husband's face so closely. Indeed, Arini admired the handsome and handsome face of the man who had the title of her husband, without being ruled, her hands now draped around her husband's neck when her husband expressed the tender love that he gave her red lips, and her, Gentle and long, making Arini suddenly close his eyes, lulled by a sense that is now uncertain anymore, resigned, that is all that his body and heart reveal.
Resignation, once again Arini can only resigned when every inch of his unencrusted body is now touched by the overall love poured out by someone who has actually long filled his heart since his first meeting, which is the first, if there used to be a sad cry because some strands of her hair were accidentally seen, now all the curves of her body even become a field of reward for her husband.
Arini who was embarrassed to show her hair black, until she remained veiled in front of her husband earlier, now the shame was eroded by ****** passionate love, ******* beautiful as the rhythm of love shahdu, combined with the soft touches given by Arfan.
Two bodies in one blanket clashed with burning love on the contest that bears witness to the blessings given to every person who chooses the halal path given by Allah in the form of marriage.
Alloh guard his second body from adultery, Arfan who seemed protected by the prayers of his great-grandfather, and Arini who was awake by his devotion, Arfan, making both of them that night can really embrace the sweetness of honey perfectly, without reproach even though it is new to them and although doubt and awkwardness affect their feelings.
I don't know how many times their game took place, but by dawn, they were already lying limp in the sweat of love that was hot at that time, Arini who was exhausted, and who was tired, drowned her face in the chest of her husband's field that was slumbering after being lulled by the gusts of the heavenly wind.
The crowing sound of the Rooster at Dawn , has awakened Arini who is asleep in the arms of her husband . She opened her eyes, fumbled what had happened last night, a sweet smile adorning her lips that felt somewhat swollen due to her husband's actions.
She woke her husband up slowly.
"Master...Signore....Let's get up, soon morning prayer, Let's take a bath jinabah, have you already memorized ?" Said Arini seraya, kissing her husband's forehead.
"Hemmmm...kan still not adhan, do you want to add?"goda Arfan hugged his wife tighter.
"Why now do I feel sorry to marry you" Arfan's remark instantly made Arini wide-eyed.
"What do you mean, sir, I'm handing over my crown to you, only to you, and you know that, so why do you talk like that now" Arini looked disappointed at what her husband said, until she turned and turned back to her husband.
Arfan smiled and hugged his wife from behind.
"Truly I'm so sorry to marry you now, why haven't we married before" Arfan said this time to make Arini turn around and pinch her husband's stomach.
"Dwelling...You could be excited, even though as long as I know the master, the master is a fierce, arrogant and haughty ceo" said Arini ceplas ceplos.
"And you know, all I know about you is you're a pretty gadid tomboy, but gentle yet crewed" Arfan chuckled.
"But it turns out, it was all wrong, the truth is that you are now no longer a girl, but a very beautiful and hot and great Wife in bed, hahaha " Arini immediately hit her husband's chest because she felt embarrassed to be reminded of the fight last night.
After the morning prayers, Arfan actually wanted to add to his game with his wife, but he felt unbearable, seeing his wife grimacing in pain.
"Can't you please don't call me Master ?" Arfan.
"Let's see, I'm used to it and comfortable with the call"
"We are now husband and wife, change your call to make it more pleasant to hear" Arfan asked.
"Hmmm ..Call Me Abi, and I call you Umi "
"Where do you know that call?"
"I saw the Word and his wife calling each other, it looked so romantic"...Arfan looks sumringah.
"Well then, I call you Mr. Abi. oh yes, about the dowry, why sir, uh...Abi gave 3 billion, not 300 thousand"
"That's nothing compared to your own immortality for me forever"
"But what is that money for me?"
"Say we can buy heaven with money, if you want please bear the paradise you want with your dowry, make a mosque, or make a TPQ or Orphanage, or others" arfan seoah's speech reverses Arini's words first.
"I have received many Mr. Abi, I love you "Arini who still wears the face hugs lovingly her husband, until the struggle begins again