Destiny Love Rianti

28. Not Wanting to Get Pregnant

The sun was getting higher, the heat felt even penetrated into my house. I can assure you, if the weather is so hot like this, then the afternoon or evening, the rain will surely fall very hard.

While in the living room of my house, Mas Hafizh slept in his sleep. He fell asleep on the light green fur carpet where we channeled the desire. He fell asleep after wearing his full outfit again. He was not even bothered by this very hot weather.

Without waking him I immediately stood up and intended to continue my work earlier. Because soon Mang Koko will come to transport my goods that will be transferred to the Hafizh mas house.

I got out of my place and walked back to my room. Pick and re-select some clothes that I still deserve to wear.

A moment to remember about the arrival of Galih mas earlier. I don't know what happened to that man, he used to adore Amira so much, but now he simply asked me to refer back after the insults after the insults he had thrown at me first.

But never mind, don't think about it anymore. At least I was quite satisfied to see his expression earlier. Let him know how I am now happy with a good man who is my husband.

"Darling, what are you doing?" The voice of Mas Hafizh broke my daydream. He was standing right in front of my door. Walk and approach me with slightly swollen and flushed eyes.

"Continue the job, baby. Don't bother me anymore!" I laughed a little while conveying that to Mas Hafizh.

"Hehehe. Disturb again ahh," said mas Hafizh joking. He now directly helped me to finish my little work.

But before, Mas Hafizh had helped me pack some household furniture, before he was finally asked by the children to accompany him to play, then deliver the children to the house mbak Brenda.

"Just tell me." I gently rubbed the firm arm of my husband who was currently sitting cross-legged beside me.

"I love you" he said, then kissed me with anxiety.

"I love you too!" I reply with all my heart. Verily my heart loved him when Ijab kabul was spoken perfectly.

When the holy pledge was spoken, my heart and body were bound to Hafizh. There is no man I should respect but my husband. His Ridhonya is my goal today, because with him serving me, God will be just as meridhoiku. Even God cursed the sleep of a wife who hurt her husband. Nauzubillahs.

"Keep like this, baby. Never betray this relationship" I said with seriousness. And clasped his hand tightly.

"God willing, baby. I promise to always take good care of and maintain this relationship."

"I began this halal relationship by mentioning His name. Therefore everything in our household must always be based solely on worshiping Him." He gently stroked my hair. Then pull my head leaning against the chest of his field.

I did not refuse his treatment. Even now my hands are already coiled around her waist.

"Pray always, may this relationship continue until God's heaven."

"Aamiin aamiin dear." I accept every prayer my man makes.

We then continued the work with small chats about the future of our household.

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Large boxes are lined up neatly in every corner of the room. Deftly mang Koko with some of his men lifted the boxes and put them on his pick-up car which amounted to five pieces. Considering my goods are quite a lot if only transported one car only.

Not to forget also mas Hafizh helped the workers he had paid in advance. Occasionally he raised his own dus-dus to put it on the mang Koko car parked right in front of the terrace of my house.

"Sorry Doctor, let's just pick him up." Several times Mang Koko felt bad, when he saw Mas Hafizh lifting himself a big bus towards his car.

"Ahh, it's okay Mang. It's common." He smiled and continued his work.

"But Doctor...."

"Here you go, I'm happy to help. At least I look strong and mighty in front of my beloved wife." He glanced at me and blinked a flirtatious eye at me.

I could only laugh a little at my manners that looked so enchanting with his style. Even I feel like he looks more handsome all the time.

"Haha. All right, Doctor. But first thank you for helping."

"Just like Mang." They laugh together. Next they decorate their work with some jokes made by Mang Koko who is famous for people who like to make jokes.

***

It does not feel all the dus has been neatly organized in every pick-up car owned by mang Koko. Just waiting for me and Mas Hafizh to take the goods to the house mas Hafizh, because mang Koko and his men no one knows the address.

"Live another five minutes of Dzuhur prayer time. We should pray first Mang. After the new prayer, we headed to our new home. How's Mang?" Cecar mas Hafizh on Mang Koko.

"Well, what's good, Doctor. Me and my men just come along" replied mang Koko sungkan.

"alright. Agreed. After the Dzuhur prayer we depart."

[Allahuakbar Allahuakbar]

Adhan Dzuhur is clear. The Muslims hastened to fulfill the call of His Lord. It is seen that the male neighbors began to come out of the nest with neat clothes, sturdy, sarong, and skullcap, which is a typical clothing when wanting to pray. There are also some women who join the prayer congregate to the mosque with a bright white mukena that covers perfectly their body parts.

It is indeed an obligation for every male believer to perform obligatory prayers in the holy house of Allah, the mosque. While for women, it is not mandatory to congregate to the mosque, but when women want to pray together in the mosque then there is no right for husbands to prohibit it.

"Alhamdulillah. Come to the Mang mosque," said Mas Hafizh on Mang Koko and also some of his men.

"Dad, doctor."

"Honey, I went to the mosque first well," said Hafizh to me.

"Dad Mas."

While I was getting ready to worship in my little musholla that I would not soon be able to occupy. Hold prayer rugs and shout iqomat. Previously I and Hafizh mas both have purified themselves with mandatory bathing Junub.

***

I have already completed obligatory prayers. In front also mas Hafizh and mang Koko had stood up while having a small talk.

I'm coming forward to join them.

"Are you ready, baby? We'll leave immediately" asked Mas Hafizh as he greeted my hand that was about to kiss the back of his hand.

"Already Mas. Let's go!"

We both headed for our cars. Mang Koko and his men drive each of their pick-up cars. I'm in a car with Hafizh.

We stopped for a while at Brenda's house. To just say goodbye to Brenda and also to leave the children to her. Lucky the kids are very close to Brenda's mom, so even if left behind by me they won't fuss because I left for a while.

After that we drove straight to the Hafizh mas house.

On the way Hafizh set Islamic music from the nasyid group Edcoustik. He even sang occasionally to follow his singers.

🎵🎵🎵

Thou shalt be my companion, thy character is a jewel to me. Make me more in love....

Always set, our initial promise of unity.

Happy to heaven....

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That's a little bit of the song sung by Mas Hafizh. His voice sounded melodious once, it seemed like he had a talent in the field of sound arts. I thought.

Romantically he sang the song while occasionally looking at me and kissing the back of my hand. He managed to make me blush embarrassed by his current treatment.

"Honey. I'm so happy to have a godly wife like you."

"I'm happy too. Have a husband as good as you."

Mas Hafizh smiled at me. And again sang the Edcoustik song with his martyr.

"I wonder what our kids will be like, baby." Back he spoke.

"Will it look like my face or look more like you?"

"Ahh, I can't wait for your pregnancy baby." There was such a huge stroke of hope on Hafizh's face, which made me instantly stunned to hear his statement.

Getting pregnant? I don't even intend to have any more children. Not because they feel troubled by the behavior of children. But, because I don't want my face and body to be bad anymore. I fear that all the dark past will come upon me again in the future.

"Darling? Why is that?" Mas Hafizh shook my shoulders slowly which is currently drowning in daydreams, because of his statement just now.

"Eh no dear. I'm just a soy sauce" I lied back.

Somehow I explained to Mas Hafizh about my desire not to want to get pregnant again.

"Mas. We just go first. If it has been sustenance, surely I will soon become pregnant," I assured mas Hafizh. I really don't want to talk about pregnancy with her.

"Yes dear. But we as servants must strive first, before putting all decisions on Him right?"

I'm speechless. What Hafizh said is the truth. However, she is not ready to get pregnant again.

"Dad Mas" I answered briefly, because I did not know how to tell Mas Hafizh about my fear.

Now let everything go as it should. Getting pregnant is not easy. Even if you look at my travel history that already has five children. I still believe that getting pregnant takes more effort.

Or should I immediately think about installing the KB tool without the knowledge of Mas Hafizh?? Ah I feel like an evil and ungodly wife if I do that.

"Didn't you like being pregnant with my baby?" Saying husband.

"Hmm, no dear. I just want to spend this romantic time with you first. If you have children, it will be different, dear."

"At this time we have five children dear. So what difference does it make if we add more children?"

"Heh, it makes no difference anyway. It's just that if I get pregnant, then you can't freely raise me. We're newlyweds, baby, you have to be careful if you want that." I smiled as I told her the reason.

"Oh, so keep asking for the story. Well, if that's the reason, I'll accept if you're still delaying getting pregnant." Mas Hafizh replied to my laughter flirtatiously.

"Haha. I want you to."

Mas Hafizh laughed out loud at my words. Finally our discussion about pregnancy sinks and replaced with a discussion of relationships in bed.

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