
Two days have passed.
Today is the return day of arrsyad, reno and luchia are not home. There's been a business trip. Said.
Zhivana was already sitting leaning against the discopa, then staring at the wall clock that was hanging large on the wall of the living room. Eight o'clock in the night, but her husband hasn't arrived yet.
The nervous Zhivana was half dead from having to greet her husband how? His unaccustomed embarrassment to being with a man, came back to attack.
Already from an hour ago zhivana waited, drowsiness that struck, unconsciously made himself even sleep on the sopa living room.
***
Zhivana opened her eyes, then looked around, and found herself lying on the bed. But who moved it.
Turning to stare at the wall clock, it turned out to be ten in the evening. Zhivana's attention was distracted, hearing the sound of water rustling from the bathroom.
Zhivana began to remember her husband, has Arrsyad gone home? Who moved him to the room? Who takes a shower at night like this.
"Decks"
That sound. Zhivana turned her head quickly, the figure of the man she had longed for was standing real in front of her.
Zhivana stared at the arrsyad deeply. Apparently her husband had just finished bathing, the dark black hair that was wet occasionally dripping water, his handsome face looked fresh, the checkered stomach like torn bread was clearly parched, moreover, arrsyad only wear a towel wrapped around the waist.
"Mas, you're-you"
Arrsyad smiled as he approached the zhivana who was still sitting on the bed.
"It's me, deck. You fell asleep in the living room, so I carried on. Sorry, yes. You must be waiting for me" said the arrsyad by stroking the long hair of zhivana.
Zhivana just realized she was not wearing her hijab and veil as well. It must have been her husband who took it off.
"Sorry, I fell asleep" said zhivana in a soft voice.
Arrsyad grabs the body of the zhivana, in order to enter in his arms.
"Udah, it's okay pa, deck."
Zhivana replied to the bare-chested embrace of the arrsyad. The fragrance of soap smells perfect. Long ago zhivana began to feel at home. I feel a fast heartbeat.
Arrsyad's hand grabbed the zhivana's pointed chin so that it looked up, slowly arrsyad bowed his head. The noses of the two touch each other.
"Dec, I want you." Say the arrsyad before the lips of the two stick together.
The kiss is lipped deeper and more demanding, arrsyad draped his neck zhivana hand. Zhivana started to get nervous on her own, what more arrsyad hand that had roamed all over the body.
A kiss came off, the two looked at each other while smiling sweetly. The sound of heart beating are intertwined with each other to accompany the silence of the night that feels warm.
Arrsyad looked at zhivana with sayu.
"By the deck"
Zhivana smiled as her permission. As a wife serving her husband is an obligation.
The right hand of the arrsyad touches the tip of the head of the zhivana right on its crown. While praying.
"Bismillah, Allahumma jannibnaassyyaithaana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa."
The night that had been lonely became warm, channeling each other with a passionate longing, affection and love that grew big in the heart made the two of them together.
Zhivana complained of pain, as the arrsyad managed to unite the bodies of the two. There is a sense of joy that churns in the chest cavity when the two reach for each other's pleasure.
"You are beautiful and delicious" said the arrsyad amid his hot activities.
The activity happened until late at night. The young soul of Arrsyad is very passionate. Moreover, all this time he always held a pent-up desire, balanced with a turbulent longing.
Arrsyad smiled when he saw the sleeping zhivana beside him. Slowly arrsyad kisses zhivana's forehead.
"Thank you, you have kept your chastity for me. Dear."
***
Arrsyad is still asleep. Hugging her, Zhivana pulls the blanket up to her neck. Then wake the arrsyad.
"Mas" Zhivana shook the body of the arrsyad quietly.
It felt like the arrsyad still wanted to sleep but the zhivana kept calling out his name.
"Good morning, dear. Why?" Ask Arrsyad while getting up and sitting down.
"Good morning. Mas let's pray first" Invite zhivana with a choked voice holding the pain down there.
Arrsyad nodded, then picked up the towel that was thrown down the floor last night to wear.
"Yaudah, come on" Take the arrsyad while extending a hand.
Zhivana was silent not moving one bit. His face grew pale, his hands clutching the ends of the coils.
Arrsyad pinched in surprise, then sat back down beside zhivana.
"Why"
Zhivana looked at the arrsyad and said.
"I can't move. My body hurts all."
Arrsyad recalled the incident a few hours ago. Last night he did it with zhivana.
Moreover, the face of zhivana looks pale as a result of his actions last night.
Arrsyad stroked zhivana's cheeks gently.
"It hurts, yeah deck." Ask to feel guilty.
Zhivana nodded. But smile too.
"But that's okay with mas. It will heal itself." Speak zhivana while allowing a blanket that almost drooped down.
Arrsyad carrying the body of zhivana ala bridal style. With the body still wrapped in thick coils. Lowering zhivana on the bath.
"Lad you put on that rich thick blanket, feel again lift my rice sack. Deck." Deck." Arrsyad said with a laugh.
Prepare warm water for zhivana soak not forget arrsyad dripping some aromatherapy.
Zhivana laughed.
"Thank you, sir."
Arrsyad nodded with a sweet smile.
"You don't want to deck. The bath?"
"Make it yourself." Answer zhivana quickly.
"Dek" Rengek arrsyad with a bright look.
With a heavy heart zhivana also agreed, so quickly. The shabuh prayer time is also a short stay.
"Yeyy. Bathing together" said the arrsyad with excitement like a little boy who is allowed by his mother to play out of the house.
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This is Chapter curse!! I sinned so much for ginian😭Honestly I also before making a scene yes zhivana same arrsyad, to ask questions first with the author next door. The absurd is me.