CHASING THE PEARL OF HEAVEN

#9

Hirrohmaanirrokhim...

Alloh Humma Shalli 'ala Muhammad Wa'alaa 'Alihi Muhammad...

Azam stared at the riled shadow imprinted on the glass just above his bathroom wastafle, roughing the slightly wet hair as a result of the cold splash of water hoping that the dream would not come again on his nightly sleep. The shadow of his parents arrived - suddenly came approaching.

Exactly 5 years ago he left both his parents without news.Eleasing all memories of the boarding school KH. Abdurrahman Lathif and Hj.Halimah's mother. Two people who were so precious in his life but he was forced to leave because of his father's desire to continue his struggle jihad in the way of his Lord. That was not the purpose of Azam's life, being a Ustadz, Kiyai, Ulama' or the like was not a life option he had to choose. He is a warrior spirit, but a fighter in the true sense, not a fighter behind the religious books provided by his parents.

Many times Kh. Lathif gave the news that Umi's health was declining considering the two were old enough and asked his youngest son to return to the boarding school Askhabul Kahfi to continue their struggle. What did Azam do,he even hides like a coward like a rat that has been comfortable under the ground.He even forgot when last he performed prayers and mentadzabburi all kalam - kalam ilahi. Because whatever happens Azam will never return.Whatever his longing Azam to his parents and the atmosphere of the boarding school when studying the book Bulughul Maram and hadith - hadithnya.He had done all that.Learning religion and Azam never did that before he decided to choose his way of life.

Azam competed but he was soulless even his heart was no master. The dream always reminds Azam of the harshness of the character and character he has compared to turning around with his parents.

Unknowingly his outstretched palm felt the slap marks from Asha that felt real as he dreamed of it. The damned girl had managed to make the night Azam was not calm, counted already one week Azam dreamed of the same incident where the stupid girl with love for her relic landed her slap on Azam's cheek. But at the same time, the slap of the girl made him aware of various mistakes that he often did under his consciousness.

He needed an impingement on the cell phone that was on his bedside nightstand and immediately contacted the Dictator, Elhakim.

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The beautiful lips took the first kiss of Asha's lips gently getting longer and longer. Asha was unable to resist the turmoil in his heart, he also returned the kiss for the kiss he received from Azam. His eyes are still tightly closed when the tongue is linking to each other and the salivary exchange is so delicious.Azam can not release the tiny lips that now might be his candle. Asha, why did she become this wise when doing her first kiss.Even she did not understand herself.

Azam was the one who started it, creating a strange swish on the breast when with his skill to play with the lips and tongue Asha.God does he often do with other girls?

Asha did not have time to ask because his nape had been pressed on Azam's left hand while his right hand was tightly hugging Asha's pingang.

The kiss felt so passionate as he began to run out of air for him to breathe.Nafas both gasped for breath as the kiss was finished.High disappointed eyes printed clearly on Azam.

"Why stop...huh...?"

His voice was hoarse and his eyes were glimpsed right when he first met, sharp and full of intimidation.

"You promised, your kiss was just an apology..."

Asha covered her lower lip which was beginning to feel dry.

And that provocative gesture brought special attention from Azam's increasingly intense eyes looking at Asha's lips.

"Sssss..don't do that in front of me...!"

"What...?"

"Biting your lips is beautiful..."

Asha understood the direction of Azam's eyes made it even more blazing when the first segment of Azam's thumb rubbed the smooth surface of Asha's lower lip.

"Why...?"

"Because I can't promise to control my will when I get a handover like that..."

Suddenly the nest of butterflies began to fly from the stomach of Asha when the provocative movement was controlled again by Azam.Mengkium brief end of Asha's lips before he continued the pagutan back.

Dreams...

Something is wrong, the dream feels very real.This nightmare is even very bad like a Horror movie that continues to bother him all day.Although he continues to convince that all is just a nightmare, and that all is a nightmare,but why did Asha allow the man to touch her even in such a brazen dream?

"Is there anything that bothers you...?"

Arka's arrival along with the monohok question made Asha a little surprised.

Arka sits on four Asha sleeps complete with her tight uniform that is light blue.The award plan perches haughtily on her left chest.His brother grows exactly into a duplicate of Iqbal Dirgantara the father, kaku.

"Nothing...When did it come...?"

Asha tried to remove all her baldness, but her white skin was too difficult to remove any trace of red hue on her cheeks.

Arka's eyes squeaked with jelly, examining all the responses of the hue that was caused by the cheek of the younger brother.

"Talk..what's in your head?tell me...?what are you imagining...?"

"It's just a dream..."

Asha is wrong, his speech actually makes Arka as if finding a mascot in his sister's brain.

"With a blushing face...?Listen to me Little Sister, there are only two reasons why girls - girls are immersed in their own thoughts when they get a dream.First, the dream of meeting their lover.And the second they dream of kissing his lover..."

Lightning suddenly grabbed his brain, all he had to do now was make a defense.

"That's it...Aa don't talk carelessly.maybe Aa herself likes to dream like that and accuse me..."

"Oh certainly clear Baby.the feet of the adam call it a wet dream.Ckk,sometimes do not be too innocent to be a woman.Once - times you also need to read adult magazines and can sort out the good or bad....!"

Asha increasingly distrusted her brother who just a week ago returned from his duties in Wonogiri.Wait, did Dirga also seem to be when young first?

"Aauh who often carries adult magazines, just remember Aa always refused when I helped pack Aa.Iya goods right...?"

Arka laid back beside Asha and grabbed the bolster on Asha's lap acrobatically and closed her eyes.

"I don't have to bother hiding that thing, just enough I just need to borrow it from my friends..."

Asha glared, not believing in her own hearing.

"Yyyyyyyyyyyy'..."

"Whispering, don't yell.I came with Fahmi, he's downstairs..."

Furthermore Arka was really asleep.