
"You....." said Holy slowly.
His eyes were puffed up to see a couple who looked pale and panda-eyed. Who else if not Fathan and Raina.
"Holy Ye.." said Raina with a slight yawn because she was still sleepy.
Zhein just laughed out loud. His eyes looked sharply at Fathan.
"How many rounds is that to KO gituuu Raina?" tanya Zhein sneered then chuckled.
Raina just smiled wryly, her tired body was not worth her happiness but this drowsiness overcame everything.
"Sir Raina wears a veil, it's her neck all red." said Suci pointing to one of the biggest red marks.
"Would it be ferocious as well you are Fathan? look at that Raina's neck changed where all the scrapings were" Zhein sneered.
Fathan and Raina look at each other and look at each other, Fathan saw the condition of Raina's neck is indeed sad, all red. Severe....
With a single nod of Fathan, Raina immediately ran towards her room to pick up the instant veil.
Before wearing the veil, Raina observed her neck which was full of red stamps in front of the mirror. Well, my husband is vicious too, he said softly.
While at the dinner table, Fathan was not a monthly Zhein.
"Where? escape right?" zhein asked still with a chuckle.
"Mas Zhein. He meant not to continue to disturb his brother Fathan.
"Oh yes if you do not escape, where is possible until K.O is Raina" said Zhein slowly.
"Mas Zhein. His name is also a newlywed." said Suci slowly.
His hands began to take the dishes and rice along with the side dishes to give to Zhein. Suci went to the kitchen to make her husband's favorite black coffee.
"How much is Fathan round?" asked Zhein quietly while nudging Fathan's hand.
"Why? curious Zhein?" asked Fathan with a faint smile.
"It's a neck to a batik kayak" said Zhein slowly.
"That's the sign, I'm Fathan's man" said Fathan not to lose.
"Don't you, if you have entered where you know a virgin or not an important virgin escaped" said Zhein slowly.
Suci had returned to bring two cups of coffee one for her husband, the other for Papa Tito.
Fathan nudged Zhein, so as not to make a sound back and pretended to enjoy his morning breakfast.
"Kok Umi and Papa are not awake yet? Aisyah too." said Suci slowly while directing her eyes at the door of the room that had not been open since.
Raina returned from her room to the dining room was neat using her instant veil.
They had breakfast together, all silent no one let out a sound except the clanking sound between the spoon and the plate.
"Ekhmmm... Have you had breakfast?" asked Umi Khadijah gently.
"Umi.. we are having breakfast, Suci does not dare to wake Umi, fearing Umi fatigue. Umi looks pale." said Suci slowly while observing Umi's face as pale as fatigue, just like Raina.
"Holy God, Umi was tired last night and was not able to sleep well" said Umi Khadijah very slowly.
While Abi Tito looks fresher, more vibrant and like a little younger. The mood is good, the mood is happy, the pleasure spill last night was successful many times.
"Abi. Abi why?" ask Fathan to investigate.
"You think, you can enjoy the newlyweds, we can also dong" Abi said lightly.
"Abi... said what the hell..do not teach the bad." said Umi Khadijah firmly. Her face was flushed with shame, afraid that her three children would know this.
"Umi, we are married, even Saints will be mothers. Suci understands Umi." said Suci slowly.
"Don't talk like this. After this our show what is Abi?" umi Khadijah said slowly.
"We're just having a garden party behind the house, let's be more familiar. Tomorrow the Saints must return to Yogyakarta. Papa does not want Suci exhausted." said Papa Tito while sipping black coffee that has been provided by Suci.
"Yes Papa, Saints can gather like this is also happy" said Suci slowly. Saints also stood up and embraced the Papa lovingly.
All eyes looked towards Suci and Papa Tito, there was a sense of pity there but more happiness and pleasure, because all had gathered into one brother.
"Pardon the Saints, who still want to indulge with papa." said Suci softly and kissed Papa Tito's cheek.
"Sacred yes dear. Dear Papa with Saints." said Papa Tito full of gentleness.
"Honey, let Papa Tito have breakfast first, this milk is drunk first, Mas make especially for Mas's prettiest wife" said Zhein slowly.
"Aisha and Baihaqi have not woken up yet. Do I need to wake up? it's noon." said Suci quietly, spreading his gaze to everyone sitting at the dinner table.
"Let the Saints, we don't bother him. That's not good, they've left husband and wife alone." Said Zhein softly while rubbing Holy stomach from under the table.
In the Chamber of Aisha and Baihaqi. They have been awake since morning, and have been performing dawn prayers.
Like the newlyweds they also repeated the hot activity. Until the time comes for their completion can only droop on the mattress.
The two lovebirds who initially looked embarrassed were now getting used to it and were no longer awkward. They do it sincerely and sincerely.
"Dek Aisyah, can you see how you're walking like you're sick?" ask Baihaqi slowly.
"Yes Mas, it's a blistering thing like that. I continue to think there is something odd" said Aisyah innocently.
"Yes already, you just sleep first, wear the hood because it's on your neck a little red Deck. Forgive me for hurting you" Baihaqi said softly and felt guilty about the incident.
"Mas, it's my duty, don't ever feel guilty. Maybe at first it hurts like this, long time also definitely not" said Aisyah slowly.
"Well, you want to eat, let me get you?" baihaqi said slowly.
Aisyah smiled, indeed Baihaqi is gentle and loving.
"Thank you Mas, sorry I can't serve for breakfast Mas." said Aisyah softly.
"Dek Aisyah, you are Mas's wife, never hesitate to ask Mas for help whatever it is. Go get breakfast later and make your bribe." Said Baihaqi slowly.
"Yes" replied Aisha slowly.
Baihaqi also exited the room and walked over to the dining room. Since opening the door, all eyes were on him.
"Where is it, Bay?" ask Fathan slowly.
"That's Mas, ehhh anu.. Mas Fathan's pain, this also want to take breakfast let me take it to the room." said Baihaqi slowly.
"Aisha's sick? let me get you breakfast, you here Bay, breakfast with the others. Mas, I brought breakfast to Ayesha first." suci asked slowly to Zhein.
"Dear, bring breakfast and water to drink" said Zhein slowly.
Suci also began to take dishes and rice and some of Aisyah's favorite side dishes, not forgetting the white water in a large glass.
The saint also walked towards Aisyah's room. Seen Aisyah was lying on her bed. His body was covered in half.
"You sick what Ayesha? bay said you're sick?" suci asked slowly towards Aisyah.
"Holy, as you said yesterday, but how sick is it?" ask Aisyah slowly.
The saint immediately laughed crisply.
"You are already.." The Holy Word stopped.
"Ssttt.. silent later others hear, I'm ashamed Sacred." said Aisyah slowly.
"Eat first, I bribe Aisyah, you sit down first." said Suci slowly. His hands painstakingly fed the rice into Aisyah's mouth.
"You have the best of Saints, so Mas Zhein loves you so much" said Aisyah softly as she chewed the food in her mouth.
"She My husband certainly loves me Aisyah. I already believe in Zhein, there is nothing I need to doubt about a Zhein." said Suci softly.
Aisyah smiled, the last bribe was finished and Aisyah drank water until half a glass was finished .
"Thank you Holy" said Aisyah softly.
"Sickness in the intimate part is common, because we are a virgin who is just doing it for the first time. Later long will also get used to it, and the pain will also definitely disappear." said Suci slowly.
"Sacred indeed, you are indeed my best teacher. I'm sorry, this is all I have to ask you." said Aisyah softly.
"I went back to the dining table. Later let Baihaqi accompany you." said Suci slowly.
The saint went out of the room to the dining room. Put dirty dishes and glasses in the side sink.
"What is the Holy Aisha sick?" ask Papa Tito quietly.
"Just exhausted Pah." said Suci briefly. Both of his eyeballs stared towards Baihaqi.
"Take care of your wife Bay, don't let Ayesha get tired like this." Say the Holy Word firmly.
There was a sweet smile imprinted on Sacred's face that made Baihaqi feel even more guilty.
JAZAKALLAH KHAIRAN