Destiny Love Rianti

25. Conduct Liabilities

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Sorry for the delay in the update. Author's son has been sick for two days because of teething. Pray that my son will recover quickly..... Thank you 🙏🙏🙏

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Time has shown almost midnight. I looked through my window to see if Hafizh's car had entered the hotel area where we spent our bridal nights. But nil, I have been standing here for two hours, still no sign of the return of Hafizh mas.

I tried to call his phone. But again I only get disappointed, because the number is not active for me to call.

My mind started to guess. Will Mas Hafizh really not come back or is there something that happened there without my knowledge.

"No. I'm sure Mas Hafizh will never let me down" I said.

Back I drop this body into a bed that is still beautifully decorated. Even the two geese kissing each other made of a small towel had not moved from its place. Still neat as ever.

"Mas, where are you?" Little mummy.

Tears unintentionally trickled down without waiting for the command. Being left at the wedding night is painful. Even the desire that had begun to be provoked, had to fade immediately because of the departure of Hafizh mas.

I decided to perform the Sunnah prayer and chant the holy verses of the Qur'an before deciding to fall into the dream world.

I'm spilling out everything I've harbored tonight. Begging for safety for a marriage that only started a few hours ago. And salvation for my husband who is somehow and how he is now.

My tears are back, unstoppable. Fear instantly gnaws at the heart. Afraid that Hafizh would turn away from me again.

After performing the Sunnah prayer, I lay back my frail body. Staring dimly at the ceiling of the hotel room decorated with some heart-shaped decorative lights.

"Mas. Go home, I miss." Back I muttered to myself. Hope my murmur is able to penetrate the night and reach the ears of the beloved heart that I am waiting for.

Long enough I glare, until the drowsiness can no longer hold. I finally fell asleep in the depths of my heart.

***

Right now I am standing in a garden that has many beautiful flowers. Looking in an uncertain direction. Guess where I am now.

Haha...

There was the laughter of a woman not far enough from where I was standing. The more I looked the more I could hear the woman's laughter.

Right behind the big fir tree not far from me. There it looks like a pair of lovers are mixing love. The woman was wrapping both her hands around her waist and gawking in her arms.

I can recognize who that woman is.

Mirandas. Well, that woman is Miranda. She looked at me as the man in her arms turned and looked at me.

I was really shocked to find out that the man was Mas Hafizh. Even now they laugh together while continuing to look at me with a look of pity.

My tears instantly shed when I saw their next scene. The scene that shows both couples are having intercourse like a couple who are in a drunken romance.

Krieg.....

The sound of the doorknob opening shocked me from my sleep. It turns out I was just dreaming. Thank goodness what I just saw was just a dream. I don't know what the meaning of my dream was.

I changed my sleeping position to face the door. It looks like Hafizh came in with his shoulder face. A moment later, that sad face threw a smile at me.

"Darling, you haven't slept?" Sapa mas Hafizh, while opening one by one the clothes attached to his body.

"Already Mas. But waking up in shock you opened the door" I said, then got up from the bed. After helping my husband take off his clothes.

"I'm sorry, baby." Mas Hafizh kissed my forehead then pulled me in his arms.

Long enough we hugged each other to just finish the long-nesting homes between our hearts.

"What about Miranda Mas?"

"He is now being treated dearly," replied Mas Hafizh.

"Why did he really end his life?" I was so panicked.

"Dear baby. He did it because I didn't want to marry him."

Miranda loved Mas Hafizh so much that she had to hurt herself just because she got rejected from him.

"Did you really reject it?"

My heart became worried. Afraid that Hafizh is lying to me. Especially if you remember my dream that looked so real.

"Trust me, baby. I will never hurt you" said Mas Hafizh as he gently touched my face.

"I believe you, Mom." I dropped myself in his arms back. Looking for comfort in my heart which was overwhelmed with worry since the departure of Mas Hafizh earlier.

"Calm down baby. I will never betray your trust." He hugged back tightly, then stroked my head with his message.

I raised my head to face him. He looked into his eyes with hope that he would never betray this relationship.

"Never.........." I have not finished my words, but Hafizh has already covered my mouth with his kiss.

"I want to take a shower, baby. Will you accompany me?" Mas Hafizh again launched his delayed action earlier.

Now Hafizh's face is approaching mine. Then with his spirit he showered my face with his warm kiss. His hands began to open one by one the pajama buttons I still wore. I was the same, started to open the plain white T-shirt he was wearing to coat his camera when he went to see Miranda.

Our breath sounds rhythmic. Along with the sound of rustling rain water is getting louder and louder.

After that Hafizh pushed me slowly with both lips still kissing me. Entering the bathroom with only transparent glass walls. Turn on the shower and shower together.

Tonight we really tasted the pleasure of heaven world that had been delayed earlier.

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The dawn prayer woke me up. Glanced for a moment at the wall clock hanging not far from the dresser. Then switch to Hafizh mas who is still asleep in his sleep.

Stroking her face after that kissed her lips softly. Tonight I felt untold happiness. Sleeping with the sturdy arms of the man who unexpectedly became my priest. It really makes me comfortable.

"Honey. Wakes up. It's dawn prayer time." I showered her with kisses.

Mas Hafizh wriggled with his hands the more he squinted on my waist. Then stick his lips on my forehead.

"Another minute, dear," he replied in a hoarse voice.

"All right." I'm same. He held my arms around her waist. And buried my head in the chest of his field.

"Darling, I want more" said Mas Hafizh with a hand that began to explore my body.

"Sholat first, dear." I slightly loosened my arms and raised the face of Mas Hafizh who had now moved position on my neck.

"Five minutes, baby" he said with a smile begging me.

"Use our duty to God first. After that our obligations in the household dear."

"Hehe. Alright sweetheart!" He kissed my forehead and got out of bed.

After that, we prayed the obligatory prayers at dawn.

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Mentari increasingly shows its form in the eastern horizon. The light penetrated into the gaps of the curtains that closed the window of the hotel room I occupied.

Mas Hafizh fell asleep again in his sleep after the dawn prayer he again asked for his right as a husband.

While I chose a big bath and continued the activity by reading the Koran. Because there's nothing I can do here.

Then sitting on the edge of the bed turned the murotal dhikr of the ustadz Hanan Attaki and listened to it with wisdom.

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[Sir. We had breakfast together for a while, yeah] a message from Brenda's mom.

[Good Ma'am. What other kids?]

[Nih again on the play] mbak Brenda replied to him with several posts of photos of children who were seen playing a game of snakes and ladders with a very large size. With the pawn stones were their own.

Not happy to see their photos. I finally called Brenda with a video call.

[Halo ummi] shouted the children from across the phone.

[Where else is Ummi? Shamil kangen tau]

[Ummi in the next room dear]

[Which room?] Syafiq asked with his innocent face.

[Next to the room Syafiq dong]

[Ummi here with Abi Afis. Syamil wants to play with Abi baluu] Syamil gnash.

[Daddy darling. Wait Abi Afis wake up first well just ummi there.]

[Good ummi]

The phone then I turned off and turned to wake up my son who was still asleep in his beautiful dreams. He was not even a bit bothered by my conversation with the children.

Tuk. tuk.

I flicked my index finger on Hafizh's cheek. Stabbed him to wake up. But there was no response either.

"Mas. Wake up, mbak Brenda invite us to breakfast," I whispered softly to his ear.

Again there was no response, even if it was just a movement. For a moment I thought about how my man would wake up.

I close the sitting position to Mas Hafizh. And boldly kissed her right on her sweet lips. Pasting a long time, hoping in this way mas Hafizh will wake up. There was no response either.

I slowly raised my head, but quickly Hafizh's hand held my head to continue to kiss her lips. He then returned my kiss for a long time. And put me back in heaven so good a world.

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