Don't Touch Me, Aisyah

Sholihah's Wife

Aslan opened both of his eyes slowly. He doesn't remember anything. Last he felt a warm kiss that Aisyah put on his cheek.

Half-conscious Aslan stared towards his body. He was aghast when he noticed a hand so smooth coiled around his waist. His heart skipped a beat, the cold sweat on his temple began to pour. Even his breath was ringing incoherently. His mouth continued to be perplexed about how he got rid of his wife's hand.

He grabbed a blanket that covered his body to the knee and then wrapped his wife's hand with the object. Slowly he moved the clean white hand onto the bed then shifted his body to the left slightly away. Now he can breathe with relief because he can finally get rid of his wife's hand without touching.

Aisyah. She was pretending to be asleep to see her husband's reaction.

Aisyah who was firm in her opinion, it was impossible to let Aslan get away with it. He rolled closer and closer to Aslan's body. In fact he wrapped one leg at Aslan's feet and his head he rested on the chest of Aslan's field.

Aisyah grinned. This time Aslan was no longer able to pucker up. How could he get rid of Aisyah's tightly clinging body without touching it.

"Astaghfirullah's.."

"Astaghfirullah's.."

"Astaghfirullah's.."

That was all Ayesha could hear from Aslan's thin lips. Can Aisyah feel the clothes Aslan was wearing wet to hit her cheeks. What was so scary Aisyah that she was full of sweat like this.

The longer Aisyah felt unbearable because Aslan's heartbeat could not slow down. Even Aisyah's head swayed because of her tight horn.

There was a speck of regret in his mind for already making Aslan in excessive anxiety. Maybe Aslan did not lie and really suffered from this strange phobia.

On the other side of the bed, Aslan was rearranging his breath. He allowed his trembling hand to return to normal. Aslan's feelings raged. He felt guilty for disappointing his wife. Last night was supposed to be a night of longing for all newlyweds, but Aslan's phobia destroyed it.

Her eyes were twitching because her tears were welling up. Aslan also did not want to become this kind of strange human being. He should be happy because he has a wife as beautiful as Aisha. His desire was to shape every inch that was in Aisha's body, but he was powerless. Just trying to stick her palm on Asiyah's cheek, her heart back into a slump.

He abandoned his intentions and then slowly got out of bed. He was afraid that it would cause a commotion and wake Aisyah up from her deep body.

Her eyes looked towards the alarm clock lying on the dresser of Aisyah. It's only 3 in the morning.

He went to the bathroom to get some water. Before holding his script Aslan did something that even Aisyah never expected.

Her eyes were closed but Aisyah could feel as Aslan covered her body using a blanket. The water in his eye sinks. Is this the destiny that he must live his whole life, home with a man who is halal for him but does not touch each other.

His tears are falling. She will forever be a virgin bride. Aisha is a normal woman, she also wants to feel the touch of a man.

But Asiyah did not falter. By remaining closed, he shook his head to dispel his bad thoughts. Despite Aslan's circumstances, Aisha had promised Abi Adnan and Umi Hanifa that she would become the full sholihah's wife.