Destroyed Because of My Wife's Second Puber
Netherworld
"Good morning dear" said Rayyan, to her eternal lover, who had just woken up that morning.
Rayyan looked well-groomed, with her scabbard and coke shirt. The black skullcap, also perched neatly on his head, made the father of two children, look more handsome and handsome.
Faizah then sat down, tightening the blanket, which covered her body.
Last night she was too tired, as a result of her husband who looked so fierce, last night.
So when it was finished, he did not have time to clean up and just fell asleep.
Rayyan did not have the heart to wake his wife, especially when he saw, blood flowed quite a lot from his feminine burrow.
So Rayyan very carefully cleaned up the property of his wife, who still looked so innocent, using wet wipes, and let her stay asleep.
Rayyan was so happy this morning.
It felt like flowers were blooming in his heart, which had always felt empty and arid, after the betrayal of his wife.
"What time is it?" faizah asked then put on her dress, to go to the bathroom.
Fortunately, the room he currently occupied, had a bathroom inside, so he would not be too embarrassed, to his Mother-in-law, and also Mbok Nah.
"Five more minutes, at dawn, dear" replied Rayyan, helping his wife to stand up.
"Well, awww" cried Faizah Iirih.
"Why baby?" rayyan asked, immediately examining his wife's body.
"Perih Mas" Faizah replied grimacingly.
Rayyan looked at his wife with guilt.
"I'm sorry, because of me, you're sick like this. Come on, Mas help to go to the bathroom" said Rayyan, immediately carrying his wife's body, just like that, and took her into the bathroom.
"Turunin Mas" whined Faizah, looking embarrassed, as Rayyan continued to stare at his face, and never lowered it.
"Want you help with the bath?" ask Rayyan.
"Don't want Mas, I can shower myself" Faizah looked struggling, asking to be let down.
"Alright, Mas stay first yes, later we pray together" said Rayyan, kissing his wife's cheek.
Quickly, Faizah immediately took a bath, in order to remove his great hadast.
Still in his mind, about his new activities, last night.
Faizah could not hide her smile, remembering how much her husband treated her, like a Queen, last night.
****
"Still sick?" rayyan asked, looking at his wife, after praying and praying earlier.
"A little, but if you use the road, it feels very uncomfortable Mas" replied Faizah.
Rayyan smiled, then took his wife, into his arms.
"The name is also new baby, it's because your hymen has been torn, so there is a wound there.
But you don't worry, it will also heal itself really" he said won his wife.
Rayyan was very understanding, with ignorance, and the innocence of his wife.
Faizah is now only 19 years old. As for himself, it has been 35 years, the age difference is very far.
"I'm sorry, I hurt you" Rayyan said.
Faizah immediately shook his head, and smiled faintly.
"It's my duty as Mas's wife" Faizah replied.
"If you are still tired, just sleep first" said Rayyan.
"But, it's not good Mas, same Mom, and Simbok" Faizah replied.
"They must be understood, we are newlyweds, it is natural that in the room continues" replied Rayyan, pinching the nose of his wife bangir.
"Rayyan!!" call Fatimah's mom, knock on her son's room door.
At once Faizah's face paled, hearing the call of Fatimah's mother, against her husband.
"Mas" Faizah immediately broke away, from her husband's embrace.
"Yes Ma'am" Rayyan then tidied up her messy clothes, and immediately opened the door.
"It's noon this time, invite Faizah to breakfast" the mother ordered, making Rayyan grinned, embarrassed.
"Come" replied Rayyan.
"Honey, let's have breakfast first" Rayyan asked, helping his wife get up.
"I'm ashamed to go out" said the wife, shaking her head.
"Why shame anyway, now you're my wife, mother's son too" said Rayyan.
Feeling bad, Faizah finally came out, with a limped step.
From the dining table, Ms. Fatimah and mbok Nah seemed to pay attention to both.
Seeing her new daughter-in-law seem to have trouble walking, Fatimah shook her head.
"Sit here son" called Fatimah's mother, to her new daughter-in-law.
"Emm, I ate in the back like I normally would" Faizah replied, uncomfortably.
"Lohh, you are now Rayyan's wife, so you have to sit here with your husband, accompany your husband to eat" said Fatimah's mother gently
"Yes Nduk, sit here" timpal mbok Nah, smiled.
Rayyan immediately pulled out a chair for his wife, sitting near her.
"Where are the kids, Mom? How come there's no?" asked Rayyan wailing.
"They had breakfast earlier, now playing in his room, yesterday can be a lot of toys from your Budhe" replied Fatimah.
"Let's go Zah, don't feel shy like that, now mother is your mother too" said Fatimah, stroking her new daughter-in-law's hand gently.
"Thank you Ma'am" Faizah replied politely.
They also ate without talking again, because they were not used to eating, while talking.
"Rayyan, after this, invite your wife to immunization, as a condition to register the marriage" said Fatimah ma'am, as soon as finished, with her breakfast.
Rayyan seemed to wrinkle her forehead.
"Imunization?" rayyan asked, looking confused.
Rayyan seemed to gasp, then looked at his wife.
Faizah looked down embarrassed, as they had already done the marriage last night.
Fatimah looked at her son.
"Don't tell me you've been fighting him?" whispered Fatimah's mother, near her son's ear.
Rayyan could only gulp down her saliva, and nodded slowly.
"Geez, I can't wait for you Ray." exclaimed the mother in a softened voice.
Rayyan can only grin, and scratch her non-itchy nape.
"Yes, later still take your wife to the doctor, to inject**" said Fatimah's mother, who was immediately embraced by Rayyan.
"Children do not need to be brought, after the injection later, you take care of it too, for your marriage registration"
"Yes ma'am" Rayyan replied.
The finished Faizah, then got up from her seat, was about to bring the dirty dishes and wash them in the back.
"Don't Nduk, just let Mbok. You get ready, to go to the doctor" said Mbok Nah, taking over the plates.
"But Mbok," Faizah felt bad, if not help Mbok Nah.
"It's okay, tomorrow-tomorrow if you want to help" said Mbok Nah, smiling.
Inevitably, Faizah soon followed her husband, to the room, to prepare.
"Dear, I'm sorry. Until you forget, you have not been immunized, even Mas used to" said Rayyan, embracing his wife.
"Yes Mas, it's okay" Faizah replied.
"Yes, get ready now, you wear the clothes that Mas bought ya" said Rayyan, kissing his wife's cheek.
********
"Mas, don't just sleep on, please help me prepare the trade for today!" pinta Sonia, to her husband who was still asleep, until this afternoon.
Galang seemed to rub his eyes, while yawning widely.
"Yes Nia, I was very sleepy, because last night I could not sleep because I was invited to patrol" Galang replied.
For 1 month now, Sonia and Galang are living together, buying a modest house, the result of the sale of Sonia's house, which was abandoned by her mother.
Sonia immediately opened a small restaurant business in front of her house, which was quite wide.
Coincidentally the house is now, also crowded.
Not wanting his wife to continue nagging, Galang then immediately woke up, and helped his wife, move cooked food, to be brought to the stall.
Sonia, who is 6 months pregnant, is no longer strong if she has to work too hard.
So in the meantime, it was Galang himself who helped his wife in the stall.
Because they are also not able to, if they have to pay people to help.
Sonia and Galang, who used to live a good and comfortable life, now have to feel the bitterness of pioneering life starting from zero.
If she is tired, Sonia often cries alone, longing for her old life.
She also misses her ex-husband and children.
But what can he do? all is his own fault, which is so easily persuaded, another man, whose fate is now the same as his.
Filled with regret, which is endless.
"No, there's a buyer up front!" exclaimed Galang, who was installing a gas hose, on his stove.
Nia immediately rushed forward, to serve her customers.
******
"You don't want to remarry Sarah?" asked the father, to his daughter, who was holding his little daughter, to sunbathe.
"No Abi, Sarah feels more comfortable like this. Sarah wants to focus on raising children and taking care of Sarah's business" replied the 38-year-old, smiling faintly.
Umi Sarah, who had just sat down to join in, seemed to sigh.
"Not all men are evil like your ex-husband, son, if there will be a suitable and good man, yes just marry, so that your life is not too bad" said the mother.
Sarah laughed a little.
"Just pray for the best for Sarah Umi" replied Sarah later.
*****
Rayyan seemed to be driving her car carefully, and running it at moderate speed.
"We go for a walk first, baby" said Rayyan, kissing his wife's hand.
Trying to be romantic, and warm to his wife.
He doesn't want to repeat the same mistake again.
Because in the past, Sonia often protested if she was not romantic and cold.
Faizah simply nodded and smiled knotingly.
She felt so comfortable, treated in such a way, by her husband.
"Where are you going?" ask Faizah.
"Where do you want it?" ask Rayyan.
Faizah seemed to think.
"Actually, I have never been to places of entertainment.
Because Father and Mother, never had time, and did not like it too much" Faizah replied
Rayyan looked over, though,
"What if we're Dufan, you want? Mumpung is still morning. Next time we take Dea and Aksa too" asked Rayyan.
Faizah seemed to be sparkling to hear it.
"Yes Mas, you know, we invited them" Faizah said.
"It's okay baby, there are still many other times" said Rayyan, again kissing his wife's hand.
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