
"Tomorrow, keep your hijab on."
Nasya glanced at Gadhing when the glass in his hand was still on his lips. In the sip of milk back, actually Nasya also forgot to wear her hijab back. For this was the first time to open the hijab in the presence of Gadhing.
With a glass in his hand, Nasya moved to sit beside Gadhing.
Shrugged Nasya's long hair back and it did not escape Gadhing's sight. After exposing Nasya's smooth neck, Gadhing threw his face the other way.
"I'm pretty, aren't I?" tanya Nasya teased. I swear by anything, Nasya is very embarrassed at the moment.
Gadhing finished his coffee and left, but his hand was blocked by Nasya. Until their eyes meet.
"What?" ask Gadhing.
"Kiss," said Nasya smiling.
Gadhing clucked. "Related."
"It is rare that the prophet Shallallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam does not make a routine of meeting his wives, then draws near to them, kisses them, caresses them without intercourse and makes out. Then he slept in the house of the wife who became his turn." (CHR. Daruqutni 3781).
"Come, now kiss your wife this mas."
Gadhing just kept quiet and sat back down. He knew that Nasya was superior in worship than Noni. He knew because from childhood they were together and nurtured by the same person.
Nasya leaned towards Gadhing. He pointed with his fingers to his cheeks and forehead in front of Gadhing.
"Mas. Uh, nyebelin. You must be fair, I aduhin to Mother just know the taste!" threaten Nasha with her weapon.
Gadhing clucked. "The basis of the complainant" said Gadhing but not yet kissed Nasya.
Nasya. "Kiss, right?"
"No."
"I'm maksa loh, mas."
"You don't want to, Nasyama."
Nasya pouted, re-establishing his body. An idea he never thought of. Immediately, he sat on Gadhing's lap. Makes both hearts beat fast.
"What the fuck are you, huh? down, right?" gertak Gadhing softly because he did not want Noni to hear it.
Nasya shook his head while confirming the sitting position to be comfortable in Gadhing's lap. "Kiss, mas."
Gadhing who was furious with his stubborn Nasya finally touched his young wife's forehead. "It's hard to tell."
"sickness, mas. I'm fine so kiss the forehead and cheeks. Lips can also," seduced Nasya winked.
"Down alone or am I down?"
Nasya shook his head, directly wrapping his hands around Gadhing's neck. "Wouldn't. Just kiss."
Gadhing's skin turned red as a result of Nasya's movements. He cursed his Junior who could not help staying asleep. But, how can sleep when the position and movement of Nasya seductive.
Gadhing looked down at Nasya very deeply. He is currently exploring his feelings for Nasya.
How Gadhing still treats Nasya well, protecting Nasya when bullied by young men while still in school, how Gadhing always hears Nasya's complaints every day without any self because it is still in education.
Her shadow returns to the past where she learns of Nasya's feelings for her. At that time, Gadhing decided to propose to Noni only to hurt Nasha's feelings because of the hatred caused by his parents.
"Mas," called Nasya pouting.
Gadhing turned his face away, no matter how normal he was.
"Kiss my cheeks and cheeks or I kiss the mas" Nasha's threat made Gadhing gulp his saliva roughly.
Gadhing cupped Nasya's face. Sontak made Nasya's heart beat fast. His cheeks became red blushing at Gadhing so intensely.
Wanting to feel Nasya yelling as loud as he does now or disappear from the presence of Gadhing Really, Nasya did this just want to tease Gadhing. Especially at the bottom of his left thigh felt something stuck.
Athaghfirullah, that.. That's Mas Gadhing? Is it because I'm sitting on his lap?
Nasya became sitting uneasily but it made junior Gadhing stand up straight.
Gadhing began to fidget over Nasya's behavior making him immediately kiss Nasya's forehead and cheeks.
Nasya. Even his eyes bulged with unexpected feeling that Gadhing would obey him. It's the first time Nasya's ever kissed a man. His face was already red blushing like a boiled crab.
I must say Alhamdulillah, astaghfirullah, subhanallah, or masyaAllah? my heart, O God. Jerit Nasha in heart.
Gadhing turned his face with red cheeks. Damnit.
"Come, Nasyama. I'm willing to do it, aren't I?" his Gadhing.
Nasya cleared his throat and smiled seductively. "Don't want me to help you too, mom?" Nasya has not yet come down. Nasya's question made Gadhing look at him.
"Necessary. You forget that tonight for the next week is my first wife's turn?"
Nasya Manyun while making stripes on the chest of Gadhing field using his fingers. "When I want to help. Then if it's my turn, can you help dong?" I swear by anything, Nasya feels like a woman used to doing that. Nasya wants to disappear right now but for the sake of his mission, will not let it go.
Gadhing was still staring while enjoying Nasya's touch. He was almost lost if he didn't remember this. "You offered yourself to the mas, as you're used to."
Suddenly Gadhing became emotional, his eyes looking at Nasya sharply. At once Nasya's fingers were stopped by Gadhing by brusquely shaking his hand.
Nasya became afraid. Not because what Gadhing said was true, but he was afraid because of Gadhing's frightening reaction.
"I've never done that before, ma'am."
"Lied!!" sangkal Gadhing got more emotional because his mind was starting to not be good.
"Astaghfirullah, sir. I'm telling the truth."
Gadhing held Nasya's chin tightly. "Don't make me hate you more, Nasyama. You must be happy to feel free after I get married, right? as much as you want to do what with your lover," Gadhing joked.
Nasya grimaced in pain making Gadhing take off his grip. Nasya rose from Gadhing's lap without answering and further justified Gadhing's remarks.
Nasya brought the two empty glasses to the sink and washed them. As Gadhing clenched his hands the more emotion saw Nasya seem indifferent.
Gadhing who was still overwhelmed with emotions approached Nasya. Behind Nasha's body to face him.
"What's up, mom."
"Jawab my question, Nasyama. Have you ever done that to another man? if so why do you want to marry me? you think I'm gonna bear that?" cerca Gadhing made Nasha's heart so sick.
The two looked at each other. Nasya boldly challenged Gadhing's gaze. The girl did not expect that her own husband would accuse her like that.
"If you need proof, let's go to my room. Let's prove whether I'm still holy or not."