Forced to Marry a Bad Fig

Don't come near

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. Allahumma inni as-aluka khaira-ha wa khaira ma jabaltaha ‘alaihi wa a-‘udzu bika min syarriha wa min syarri ma jabaltaha ‘alaihi."

"O Allah, I ask for his kindness and the good character he brings. And I took refuge from his ugliness and the ugliness of the character he brought," said Akbar with earnestness in his heart.

Akbar opened his eyes and smiled with relief. Grabbing Kirana's chin for the woman to look at her. But Akbar was amazed when he saw the look of scared eyes from the beautiful eyes of his wife. He glanced at Kirana's hand that was crashing the edge of her nightgown. Akbar let out a long sigh then looked at Kirana deeply.

The man put his lips together. When he saw Kirana's eyes closed, he also closed his eyes. Then start to melt gently and deeply. Treating Kirana's lips as if they were scratched easily and should not be hurt. She kept on tasting and feeling how sweet Kirana's lips were. Until the taste of salty so felt on his tongue. Akbar opened his eyes and looked at Kirana who was still closing his eyes but those cheeks were already filled with tears. Yes, Kirana's tears that made their kisses taste salty and Akbar was silent for a moment. Kirana opened her eyes and looked at him.

Akbar kissed Kirana's right cheek and then her left cheek. Continued to the eye to the tip of his wife's nose. Then last on Kirana's forehead. It was full of feeling and a little longer. Slightly pushing up to make Kirana supine with Akbar who was on top of her body. Akbar let go of the kiss and looked into Kirana's eyes.

"Other times," said Akbar slowly. Kirana fell silent and heaved a sigh of relief. But there is a sense of disappointment. Why wouldn't Akbar touch her? is she less beautiful or even unattractive? or is it because he saw his tears and knew that he was not willing?

"Why?" ask Kirana in a slow tone. He looked into Akbar's eyes and hoped that the man would not lie to him.

"Because you don't want to, you have to," said Akbar calmly and then again said in a relaxed tone as usual, "Lagian, still a few months of our time," he continued with a slow pang.

"Can't stand it?" akbar's Goda with a shitty smile. Kirana throws her lips and throws her face away.

"Not really, just a weird brother. Yesterday asked now even do not want to," Kirana said with a grumbling tone.

"You know," said Akbar then kissed Kirana's cheek that spontaneously made the cheek blush. "But want to kiss just as hug" he continued with a big smile.

Kirana blinked nervously and spoke with lips that held a smile. "Yes that's it." Whatever it was, Kirana was very happy. Either for not doing it now or for the sweet treatment of her husband. Kirana rubbed her cheeks to wipe away the tears and traces of her scars.

Akbar dropped his body next to Kirana and took the girl into his arms. He peeked his wife's forehead again at a glance and began to close his eyes. Kirana further drowned her face in her husband's chest.

Silence took over between them. Akbar again kissed Kirana's forehead deeply and long while still closing his eyes. An action that for every husband and wife is common but there is something extraordinary behind it

The forehead is a witness of obedience to the Robbnya. The Mediator submits to the Creator. The first part of the body that confesses that Allah is the Most High, while the Self is the Low. When prostrating, his position was at the bottom. The symbol that no one is higher than Robb the Creator. The forehead is the highest part of the body among the rest. God breathes tranquility on the forehead of a wife. That is the reason why a husband often feels excited and calm when his lips touch the wife's forehead.

"Deck ...."

Kirana cleared her throat slowly telling Akbar because her consciousness had begun to disappear because the embrace she felt now felt very comfortable.

"Whose man was it?" ask Akbar slowly. He could feel Kirana's body stiffening.

"Did you see Raga?" kirana asked, raising her head. Staring at Akbar's jaw which was only a few cent of his gaze. He blinked in surprise when he realized that the jaw was slightly reddish due to Akbar's pale white skin.

"Name as Raga? She ... who?" asked Akbar again by closing his eyes since. Kirana rubbed Akbar's jaw slowly and her husband sizzled in pain.

"That's why Bang?" ask Kirana in panic. He took a distance so that he could see all over Akbar's face.

"Father, do not divert the conversation" said Akbar ketus after opening his eyes and looking at his wife. If only Kirana knew that she had talked a lot since then and made her jaw start to hurt again.

"Raga is old. During High School" Kirana said, then moved away from her husband. "We went to the same cafe as the others. Sama Dita, Nila, Mia is also there," he added again with a body at the end of the bed. Somehow he felt he had to explain and did not want Akbar to think they were in a relationship. Although there is no relationship yet. Not yet, but now there is nothing.

"Whoever he is ...." Akbar paused his speech then pulled Kirana's body and hugged her from behind. Akbar's burly hands coiled around Kirana's stomach and made the girl feel an unusual pounding in the chest.

"Don't get near yaaa .." continued Akbar while closing his eyes and inhaling the scent of Kirana. Sweet and make it fall asleep.

***

If usually Haris' father invited relatives and neighbors, but now quite two nuclear families who look happy. After the dinner was over which was punctuated by jokes and chatter. A couple of Bratajaya's wife and two sons and daughter-in-law chose to stay there.

In the living room, two middle-aged men were chatting casually accompanied by coffee and some snacks from the wife. Until the two talks went to something more serious.

"Morrow's wedding party said Puspa has been done all," said Haris' father in a relaxed tone as usual.

"Alhamdulillah, it is," said Abi Ardi who is known to be less like to talk a lot. Contrary to Haris' father but still make the two of them familiar as old friends.

"Would it be better for Akbar and Kirana to have a party?" ask Haris' father in an awkward tone.

"What did Kirana refuse?" ask me again in a bad tone. Although Akbar has such a look, but Kirana should not refuse to admit it, after all, it was also her choice despite the compelling circumstances

"Akbar the reason," said Abi calmly. Then continue the speech. "His confidence is zero after an accident" he added in a tone of sadness. Dad cleared his throat slowly because he was not comfortable with the atmosphere now.

"Even tomorrow night. The child may not come to the wedding party of his own sister," said Abi after a long silence felt.

"What exactly happened? why did Akbar get into an accident like that?" father muttered softly but was still heard by Abi. The man took a deep breath and spoke with his ever calm aura.

"Someone deliberately harmed her and indeed targeted her face."

***

Meanwhile, in Kirana's room, Akbar was hit several times by his wife's screams because he removed many dolls on his wife's bed. I don't know how much the doll is sure to make Kirana's bed feel cramped.

"Abang! not in that mirror, I can't sleep if I don't hug Love" Kirana grumbled as she tried to grab the little pink teddy bear that was in Akbar's hands. While Akbar was secretly furious. Kirana is an adult woman who still can not be separated from the doll but also excessive mention can not sleep because of her doll that she called 'Love'. Akbar held an amused smile. Names that are alay and lebay, he thought.

"Dragon!" kirana's jolt and her hand managed to get the doll. Until his eyes widened when he saw Akbar get rid of all the dolls and fell to the floor just like that. But finally he chose to stay still and try to sleep by hugging 'Love'

Kirana began to close her eyes as a hand coiled around her stomach. He remained silent and Akbar further eroded their distance. Until the hot breath was so felt at the nape of Kirana.

"Dek" said Akbar slowly and only in reply to his wife with deheman.

"This love isn't held?"

"Sir" Kirana said, holding back a laugh. Akbar was silent until a while the two seemed to have slept together but actually not with Kirana.

The woman turned around and looked at the face of Akbar who was still wearing a black mask. He wanted to know what was behind the mask but fear dominated him. Until you choose better wallow in curiosity than later staring at Akbar with terrified eyes. Slowly the woman hugged her. Drown the face on her husband's chest that feels very comfortable.

Seriate

Sorry to remind you ...

Kirana's character is hard to fall in love with. Remember the same story as Raga? even after three years with High School, Kirana just started to love when Raga actually wanted to go abroad. Especially with Akbar who has only been a few months.

I love creating female characters that are more beautiful than the main male characters. You're bored almost every novel is usually evil or bad in the relationship of the average 2 guys. Other novels too. Rich stains behind the khimar Asma story.

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