Fazila Tipan From Heaven

Steal Kiss

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Many times I tried to knock on the door, trying to ask permission from the new owner who was already inside. Too bad, there was no word from him. Didn't ask me to come in, and didn't throw me out.

I tried to gather the courage to enter even if without her permission, being outside the room would be useless. Because as bad as our relationship is, don't let the problem get out of the room. Let no one talk badly about us, which is why maintaining the self-esteem of the couple is a new responsibility for me.

Just entering the room, my beautiful netra immediately stared intently at the perfect figure who was currently sound asleep while sitting on the bench with her right hand on the table. For a moment I stood there thinking, was he so exhausted that he didn't notice my arrival? I had just moved on the pretext of carrying him, and he woke up from his deep sleep.

He looked at me with narrowed eyes, a second later he started rubbing eyes with the back of his hand. For our sake we fell silent without being able to say a word.

"Maaffen. Without your permission, I slept alone."

"It's okay! That's not a problem!" My reply was quick as I knew my Fatimah was standing from that chair made of Teak wood.

"Ummi Fazila can sleep in bed and I'll sleep on the sofa." My neighbor again.

The atmosphere still feels awkward. But, at least my Fatimah did not feel annoyed to be near me. The Angel of Heaven even walked towards the two-door closet that was near the sofa, she took out a white shirt and trousers in matching colors. Without hesitation Ummi Fazila thrust the clothes at me, I honestly wanted to shout to express my happiness, it was a pity that I could not do that. I was too embarrassed to be shameless in front of him, and I held back from looking ordinary in front of him.

Without thinking for a long time I went straight into the bathroom, inside I shouted without making a sound. I'm just a stupid man in this world. Just because the beautiful Angel was thrusting clothes made me so happy that I thought the world revolved according to my will.

That's enough, Alan! Calm yourself and focus! How are you gonna steal his heart if you act like a loser nearby! I muttered while staring at the reflection of my face in the bathroom mirror.

Troeeeettt!

I opened the door slowly while glancing at Ummi Fazila. Once again my net was round, the most beautiful woman fell asleep again. This time not in a teak chair but rather on the sofa near the bed. Somehow seeing her sleeping face made me smile happily. If anyone asks me why can I be happy just by looking at his face? The answer is very simple, I love him without limits and I am very happy just by looking at his face.

"It turns out that what our sweet daughter said was very true, Ummi easily fell asleep, even though Ummi just put his head on the sofa." I said softly as I folded my arms in front of my chest.

"Ummi shouldn't have to sleep on the couch!" I try to talk to the perfect figure who is currently sleeping in front of me.

Should I hold him and put him to bed? What if he opens his eyes while in my arms? Then, what would I say if he were to search me with all his questions? I couldn't bear to hear his anger on our first night! I muttered to myself as I stepped forward towards the sofa not too far from where I was standing.

My hands shook, as I remembered my daughter's words while looking at her perfect face.

Ummi doesn't like to stay up late. He always sleeps at the beginning of the night and wakes up in the early morning. So, Abi need not feel surprised if at nine o'clock at night Ummi was asleep. Ummi did that so that Ummi could wake up in the third of the night. After waking up Ummi will pray Tahajjud then work until morning. Remembering my sweet daughter's words, I tried to lift Ummi Fazila's slumbering body towards the bed. While lips? My lips did not stop carving a smile, I was so happy that I thought that time would stop at this beautiful moment.

In every breath and breath, it felt as if I was listening to a song of love. Even the warm sweep of his breath that accidentally hit my face was soul-stirring. For the first time we were this close, and for the first time I stared at his sleeping face.

Does this include sins? I stared at every inch of her pretty face, from her perfectly closed eyes, then her big nose was like a mountain of barriers. Her natural thin lips looked very seductive.

Right now I'm like a starving lion, I want to touch her thin lips with mine but my human instinct prevents me from doing that. I can't force him even if he's halal to me. Is it for this reason that every young man is forbidden to be alone with a woman who is not lawful to him because their hearts are easily tempted to do the deed of Zina?

Bismilbornrahmanirrahim's...

Allahumma inni as'aluka min khoirihaa wa khoirimaa jabaltahaa 'alaih. Wa a'udzubika min syarrihaa wa syarrimaa jabaltaha 'alaih.

O God, I ask You for His goodness and the good that You have set upon him. And I take refuge in Thee from his ugliness and the ugliness which Thou hast set upon him.

While reading the prayer in a hoarse voice I hold the crown of Ummi Fazila who is currently still asleep.

I-i'm sorry! And make me as strong as you can. I muttered in my heart while kissing Umm Fazila's forehead lovingly. A second later my lips were perfectly stuck on her thin lips, very short, really very short until I could not feel them. I hurriedly raised my head so that I would not get too late in the beautiful romance without permission from the perfect figure who was currently still asleep in his sleep.

Do I love her so much? Really, there are no words that can express that taste. And look at my Fatimah's beautiful face? On her left cheek was a drop of my tears, I loved her so much that I shed tears. Am I a loser man for stealing a kiss from an unconscious woman? The answer is, of course not.

I turned and sat on the sofa near the bed. Really, my netra can't stop staring at Ummi Fazila's near-perfect face. I even tried to stay awake so that this beautiful moment would not just pass by.

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"Ommy... Abi." My sweet daughter ran towards me and ended up in my arms.

Fazila's beautiful face was a combination of my face and Umminya's near-perfect face and it was very clearly drawn to my daughter. Fazila had a beautiful smile, anyone who knew her would easily fall in love with her innocent demeanor, she was very intelligent. He really looks like me. Looking at it, I felt like I was repeating my childhood, a childhood in which there was no sadness or distress.

"Tell know? Since last night Fazila waited for Ummi and Abi. Why are you just coming home now? Fazila can't sleep without Ummi and Abi." Say my sweet daughter again, she tightened her embrace. And this made me blush in shame in front of Ummi Fazila.

"Hi the crybaby girl! Quickly go, we must finish the arguments we have started. I'm sure you'll lose today, I've learned from Grandpa Kiai and the big brother." Said the puffer boy standing next to his two female friends, Lisa and Dena.

That brother!

Hearing the words of the bulky boy suddenly made my net immediately fixed on the object he pointed at. How surprised I was, in the big house of the Vijaya residence had gathered the big families of Kiai Hasan and Nyai Latifa, Ikmal also came with him.

Didn't we talk long enough last night? Then why didn't Ikmal say anything? Did he hide it to surprise me? And the fact is I was really surprised to see his presence at the Wijaya residence.

Somehow my netraku caught that Ikmal looked nervous near Sabina! Though they were sitting far away, and at the same time I was amazed by Ikmal's attitude, the handsome young man did not stare at Sabina blatantly, he preferred to bow his gaze while occasionally smiling faintly at Kiai Hasan who was sitting next to him.

"This is Mama and Papa's house! This is where I grew up and spent half of my life. Since starting my own business, I've been out of this house and choosing to live independently." I said so Fazila and her friends no longer look in the net we both.

"We'll stay here, just tonight. After that we'll go back to our own house." My welcome, inviting my Bidadar to enter the house of Vijaya for the first time.

This time I walked behind him with a happy smile, somehow my wild memory reminds me of last night. What would Ummi Fazila think if she found out I stole her kiss while she was lulled in her deep sleep? For now I can only smile to myself while keeping this beautiful secret to myself.

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