Combined In Marriage

Divide

After dinner I and Mas Dimas prayed together. This is the first time we've done it

I am happy to pray with my husband

something that Muslim women must be craving.

Now I'm home alone, playing my device.

Mas Dimas had picked up a phone call and asked permission to go out it seemed like it was a call from Sarah I had heard her voice and then Mas Dimas passed out of the room to talk to the owner of the voice that beautiful. Maybe so I don't hear it, it might be more comfortable talking alone.

I saw the love of Mas Dimas' smile while talking to Sarah.

Is jealousy normal? I hope it's normal and I don't have to worry about this strange feeling. I wouldn't be bad for this feeling, would I? But I seem to be able to control myself enough. Silence is the best solution I always do when I think I can't control my emotions.

After all from the beginning I never had a Mas Dimas and it was something I always had to realize. I'm grateful Sarah wants to share her love with me, actually I really like Sarah

I want to be his sister because I only have an older brother so I also hope that having an older sister will be fun.

Now that I have a new habit of messaging with my best friend Princess, today I decided to make a video call with her

All the loneliness was gone when I talked to him. Our spirit is still the same as in high school, even though we are old enough. That is something that has never changed in our friendship.

We have the same nature of not talking much with people who are not very familiar with us but strangely we will talk a lot when we are together and what I like about the Princess is her I don't like to talk about other people when we're together. Therefore our conversation is only limited to important conversations and spiced up a little bit of humor that we both have maybe because that's not many people who are familiar with us.

And actually the Princess had a fickle feeling but she was very considerate. I remember when we were friends with some of the students in class but before long the students were going to make new friends and we both stayed with each other. No one can stand being friends with us because maybe we really like to speak body language rather than speak.

But I think the longer and the older we get, the better the way we interact. Our conversation was so much fun that the Princess reminded me of a friend

I haven't said if I'm married so he said if a friend is looking for me. I can only shake my head and inevitably have to tell her if I'm married.

"Seriously? Same who? How am I not invited?" she's hysterical and makes me want to laugh.

"Yes" I just answered briefly not wanting to add to it anymore.

"I'm getting hurt" She looks disappointed I want to tell her the truth but I'm also embarrassed to tell her.

"Why?" His voice started to sound slow and worried. He knows me well but I hope I don't have to say anything about my problems.

"You are honest, we are friends if I have a problem you will help, now you tell me the same thing" I actually feel no need to hide anything from the Princess because I have also long wanted to share this matter with others.

This was not such a big deal so I told the Princess everything from matchmaking to being pitted against by Mas Dimas a week after the wedding. The princess did not believe it at first and then she scolded me because I just kept quiet and accepted it she said if I was stupid to marry a man like Mas Dimas.

He insulted Mas Dimas for no reason so I tried to defend my own husband. I said that if Mas Dimas was a good man only he already loved other women after all we were betrothed and I also added how Mas Dimas lately paid great attention to me. So he stopped insulting Mas Dimas

Princess told me not to hide anything if I still want to be her best friend of course I responded not seriously and laughed. Princess said if the job vacancy has been opened she suggested that I register immediately. I really wanted to but there's still Aunt at home

I decided to ask her permission after she came back if I wasn't allowed to.

When I finished talking to my daughter, I decided to wash my face. Mas Dimas hasn't come home yet and maybe he'll be with Sarah tonight so I decided to just go to bed. Tonight I felt the atmosphere that was not too warm anymore maybe because there was no Mas Dimas beside me. I fell asleep after a few minutes thinking about a lot of things.

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When I woke up from sleep I felt that someone was overflowing me in my stomach I saw Mas Dimas sleeping beside me with one hand on my head and the other embracing my body. I stayed for a while to see the beautiful creation of God in front of me. I saw eyes that were covered with beautiful eyelashes a clean face with a pointed nose and thin lips blushing. Really very handsome.

I only dared to touch that black eyebrow softly. But it seemed that the owner was so sensitive that I was immediately shocked and immediately stopped my activities I sat down when two other eyes suddenly opened and looked at me.

"Why?" thank goodness he didn't look so conscious

his voice sounded hoarse like a new person waking up from his usual sleep.

"It's okay, Mom"

"Why hold on to eyebrows?" I thought he didn't realize it but I was wrong.

"It's good, Mas"

"Really?"

"I Yes Mas" Mas Dimas still looked at me fixed to make my heart feel like it would come off. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to clean myself up and took ablution. My heart was beating so fast even in the bathroom.

I went out after I was done and went to the closet and tried to get my face and prayer mat. Not even my hand touched him Mas Dimas spoke straight out of bed to wait for him for a while. I put on my face while waiting for Mas Dimas for a while, not long after Mas Dimas came

then we prayed together.

After the prayer I went straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, Mas Dimas seems to still have a job he is still in the room at this time.

Auntie if it's not impossible will come today so I should stay home and welcome her later.

I want to cook chocolate cake like Mother ever taught me.

It's still very early in the morning so it's time enough for Mas Dimas's working hours. Finished making the dough I then roasted it on a cake toaster.

While waiting I decided to prepare lunch for Mas Dimas. I never made it before but Sarah always made it so I decided to get it ready.

Seriate...