CLBK (Long Love Hasn't Been Long)

Unification of Love

One week Later.

"Yeah... Is it finished yet?" Marcel immediately pointed Nindi who had just entered the room after helping Mother cook for the purposes of dawn tomorrow.

Nindi smiles. "Later tonight, yes Yang. If you're embarrassed now." Nindi blushed in embarrassment. Nindi was about to shower shampooing because Adzan Dzuhur had reverberated.

Marcel locked the room. He was preparing to perform the dzuhur prayer.

Shortly afterwards Nindi came out with a small towel on her head and a towel covered part of her body.

"Aren't you the congregation?" Tanya Nindi who saw Marcel had held 2 prayer mats.

"We both worship." Marcel said softly. This is the first time Marcel has ever wanted Nindi.

Nindi nodded and immediately put on her clothes and her face.

Nindi was very happy, she prayed to her husband.

They have performed the dzuhur prayer. Nindi kissed the back of Marcel's palm. Marcel kissed Nindi's forehead, then went down to the cheeks and then to the lips. Marcel demands in.

Nindi gasps. Marcel gave frisk. Nindi took off her face. He hastened to tidy his face and prayer mat.

Just as Nindi put down her prayer equipment, Marcel immediately carried her.

Marcel put Nindi's body slowly on the bed. Marcel started to spice it up.

"Yeah... It'll be night." Nindi.

"You have the heart, Iaaang... You didn't see that?" Marcel showed me his possessions.

Nindi covered her face with both hands. Nindi resigned, she should not refuse her husband's request.

Nindi was in pain when Marcel's possession broke through Nindi's. "Aaaccch... Sakiiit..." Nindi held Marcel's shoulder firmly.

"I also feel pain, yaaang.... But it's good." Marcel.

Marcel did it slowly. He didn't want to hurt his wife. Nindi began to enjoy despite the pain there.

Eventually they complete their union of love. Marcel kissed Nindi's forehead. Their bodies have been wet with sweat.

Before long they were closed. Rest their bodies.

"Assalamu...." Greetings from outside the house.

"Alaikumussalaam... Mamma.... Ahhhhh..." Fathir and Fahri see their parents at home after honeymooning in Australia.

Mom's out of the room. Mom smiles at the happiness on her daughter and daughter-in-law's face.

Fitri and Fahmi kiss the back of Mom's palm.

"You two?" Ask Mom.

"Yes Ma'am, we intentionally didn't tell Tia, afraid of being troublesome." Fitri.

"Sleeping, Mom? On where?" Ask Fahmi.

"Nindi and Marcel are in the room. Maybe some rest. Abis helped Mom cook for sahur. Marcel also finished cleaning the back garden." Said Mother.

Fitri was about to knock on Nindi's room door.

"Content.... Let it go." Said the mother who understood while winking because there were Fathir and Fahri.

Fitri chuckles... "Yes yes... It can be now..."

"Why Ma?" Ask Fathir.

"What no. Auntie and Uncle cape abis help Grandma. Did you help Uncle?" Ask Fitri.

"So Fahri and I helped Uncle in the back garden. It's tidy now Ma... Uncle is very nimble." Praise Fathir.

"Yes already... You guys don't bother Auntie and Uncle." Pinta Fitri's.

"Yes Ma..." Fathir and Fahri.

Fitri and Fahmi passed into the room. "Yeahaz.... I want to, too..." Pinta Fahmi who has hugged Fitri's body from behind.

"Catsuh... You're this. We just got to. It's not satisfied there almost every time you ask..." Fitri pursed her lips.

"Yaaang yaaang delicious... But you like it too, right?" Fahmi Temptation.

Fitri blushed shyly. "Later if it were again, how would Yaaang...??" Ask Fitri.

"Why is that why? What, you don't like?" Ask Fahmi wonder.

"Our children are three, Yaang. I am also 35 years old." Fitri.

"Yaaang, if you are still loved, then God still trusts us. So we accept this Trust. Mother's only 5." Fahmi said as he walked down Fitri's neck with a kiss.

"Yeah.... The door's locked yet? The kids will come in...." Fitri reminded.

Fahmi kicked his jidad. "Astaghfirulla... I forgot." Fahmi immediately took out a blanket covering his already innocent body and rushed to lock the door.

Fitri chuckles at Fahmi. "Pake closed Yang... I've been looking at it for 15 years." Canda Fitri's.

Shortly thereafter. Fahmi hugged Fitri's body which was drooping limp. "Yeah... Mumpung there are Tia and Nindi are also your brothers here, how about we go back to Jakarta. Poor Mother's Father, we haven't seen her in years." Fahmi Pinta.

Fahmi's parents had returned to Jakarta a year ago because Fahmi's father would soon retire.

Fitri tilted her body. "But we also just this time Eid al-Fitr gather all, Yaaang..." Fitri.

"I mean, after Prayer ied. Day or afternoon we leave. How's it?" Fahmi's Proposal.

Fitri smiled. "Yes Sayaang... It's up to you." Fitri.

Fahmi kissed Fitri's forehead. "Thank you, I'm. You are indeed an understanding wife." Fahmi.

"Mother's father, my parents too." Fitri said with a smile.

"We take a shower now... Ashar soon." Fahmi.

Fitri nodded. Fitri was just about to get up but Fahmi carried her in his arms, taking her to the bathroom. They also took a shower together.

Fitri is very happy, it turns out Fahmi loves him so much. Fahmi has never been this romantic.

The Nindi Room.

"Yes something...." Marcel kissed Nindi's lips. "Wake up Yaaang... already want ashar."

Nindi blinked her eyes. Nindi smiled looking at her husband. "What time is it??"

"After ashar. We take a bath." Take Marcel.

Nindi nodded. Nindi was about to wake up but... "Aauwww.... Yaangs... Why is it so sick..???"

Marcel smiled. "My mountain is also sick Yang." Marcel blushed in shame. Marcel lifts his wife's body to the bathroom. Marcel noticed there was a blood patch on the bed sheet.

Marcel kissed Nindi's lips. "Thank you Yang, for keeping your chastity, for me." Marcel.

Nindi tightened her arms around Marcel's neck. "I'm happy Which, I'm finally married to you. First love. Thank you for fulfilling my wish." Nindi's eyes glazed over.

"Sstttt... Don't be sad anymore... I will always love you until death do us part." Marcel.

"Aamiyin..." Says They're both. They also took a bath together despite the pain in their own.

They perform the Ashar prayer in the room.

Later then.

"Yes... I'm hungry." Marcel.

"Yes, I did too. I was going to have lunch, but you locked me up." Canda Nindi's.

Marcel chuckles. "Abis You nyuekin Me, Yaang..." Marcel Canda.

"I'm ashamed of the one who came out. The road hurts." Spoiled nindi.

"Yes already... I'll just get you yaah..." Marcel said softly.

Nindi nodded. "Thank you, Yang. I Love You." Nindi.

Marcel smiled and rushed still wearing his prayer gloves.

"Have you prayed ashar, dek?" Fahmi asks who saw Marcel still wearing a sarong.

"It's Brother." Marcel.

Fahmi smiled. He'll understand. "Sure Marcel's still a bachelor." Inner Fahmi who remembered how he used to first do it with his wife.

Mom is in the kitchen. I've prepared food for Nindi and Marcel. "New Mom to take you to the room." Translated by Fitri.

"What a Mum. Mother's time served us." Marcel.

Mom smiled. "It... Just take it to the room." Pinta Mother's. I understand Nindi must be in pain.

Fitri chuckles at Marcel. Marcel who felt Fitri laughing, looked down embarrassed. Mom pinched Fitri's arm.

"sickness.. Mum..." Fitri said as she pursed her lips.

"Mom... Marcel went to the room first." Pamit Marcel while carrying a tray.

"Yes, son." Sahut.