Forced to Marry Penghulu

CH.21 - Forced to Marry Penghulu

“Come, honey, pray and then we leave immediately, just one more hour,” said Afkar made Zhafira squint his eyes.

“Ish, wrong yourself.. already know there is an event, use ration in the bathroom anyway,” grumbled Zhafira pouting pretending to be angry with her husband.

They also pray ashar after that get ready to leave.

“Mas, wait a minute,” said Zhafira as she looked in the mirror at him as Zhafira's hands were still busy tidying up her hijab.

“Honey, it's beautiful. Do not miss the beauty, ntar guests there like you too,” Afkar reply deliberately tease Zhafira.

“Udah deh, Mas, you do not digombal mulu.” Zhafira immediately stood up and picked up a black suit for her husband as well as put it on directly.

“Thank you, my beautiful wife,” said Afkar was taken in by Zhafira.

“Honey, later we pray maghribnya stop by the mosque yes,” Afkar continued.

“Iya, Mas.”

Once ready, they immediately say goodbye to Papa and Mama and Syara who were right in the family room at that time.

“Cock does not pray maghrib first, son?” ask Papa.

“Let us pray stop at the mosque aja, Pa, the show at seven. Later we are late,” Afkar replied.

“Alright then, be careful yes on the road,” reply Mama.

“Iya, Pa, Ma. Assalamualaikum,” greetings Afkar and Zhafira in unison.

They immediately went to the house of Afkar's friend.

And according to his plan, when the adhan maghrib reverberated, they stopped at the mosque.

After the prayer they go directly to the destination house.

“Mas, still a long way, yes?” ask Zhafira.

“If according to Shareloc's shipment anyway, it's close, Honey,” Afkar replied along with his phone ringing.

“Well here he calls, just yeah, darling.”

“Assalamu’alaikum. How, Bro? Where did you get to?” ask Reigha from a phone call.

“Wa’alaikumsalam. Yes, this is close by, ten minutes to go,” Afkar replied as his eyes focused on looking at the streets.

“Oke, I wait.”

After hanging up the phone, Afkar again opened the google maps screen, “Sayang, really, just a moment again we until.”

And about 10 minutes finally they arrived at the home of friends Afkar.

At the gate, security immediately told Afkar to enter and told to go straight to the living room because his best friend was waiting.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” greetings Afkar and Zhafira in unison.

They were both welcomed by the Reigha family. After getting acquainted and also interspersed with jokes, they were told to eat first before leaving for the location.

After eating, they were told to sit in the living room chatting while waiting for the groom.

Before long, the wait arrived, we immediately headed to the location.

Arriving at the location, a middle-aged father seemed to be waiting for our arrival, maybe already notified before. We are also welcome to enter.

Afkar was asked to sit next to the middle-aged father. While Zhafira in the bride's room helped to give the polish-polish make up.

Before long, Zhafira along with Shafa and Anna who were there brought the bride to sit at the place of the meeting.

Until Afkar also guided the path of ijab qobul. And this experience Zhafira first saw her husband marrying people looked fascinated.

‘Mas Afkar, you if that is more handsome. I love you more, the inner’ of Zhafira who never stops looking at Afkar.

Unlike the people who witnessed the ijab qobul unfolding, Zhafira was busy admiring the ruler who was none other than her own husband.

“Fira, why daydream?” ask Shafa.

“Here is a handsome guy, Fa,” Zhafira replied spontaneously and said that she had been watching her husband since.

“Lah, that's your own husband,” Shafa replied making Zhafira cover her mouth with both hands.

“Eh, leachability,” grumbled Zhafira cursing at his mouth that could not shake.

In fact, Zhafira was not aware that the ijab qobulnya was finished. And not long after the completion of the ijab qobul event, they also decided to go home.

Afkar and Zhafira are asked to return to his best friend's house along with the rest of the family.

Arriving at the home of Afkar's friend, when he was about to leave, it was even told to stay overnight.

“Where, Honey? Want to stay here no?” ask Afkar.

And finally Zhafira was escorted by Shafa to the guest room.

Afkar was still in the living room while waiting for the person who would deliver the clothes for him and Zhafira.

After that, Reigha sent Afkar into the room, to rest.

Afkar walked into the room. While in the room, he found Zhafira holding a cell phone.

“What's going on, Darling?” ask Afkar.

“This chatan same Syara,” replied Zhafira. Then end the chat with Syara and put her phone on the nightstand.

Zhafira approached Afkar to take off the suit that Afkar was wearing.

“Honey, Mas shower first, yes. Sultry!” exclamation Afkar.

“Iya, Mas, but what kind of a change of clothes?”

“This is already there Mas bring, your change of clothes are also already here, Honey,” Afkar reply.

Afkar immediately took a bath, after which Zhafira also took a bath.

Finished they clean themselves, because they had not prayed their isya immediately pray congregation.

Just as Zhafira was about to lay down her body, Afkar suddenly hugged from behind.

“Why, Mas?” ask Zhafira.

“We try in a new place yuk, Darling?” take Afkar while raising his eyebrows.

“Mas, shame ah .. we're at home people loh. You do not know the place deh,” grumbled Zhafira.

“Kan is the sensation, dear, try in a new place. Calculate the honeymoon,” said Afkar chuckled.

“Mas, honeymoon really at the home of friends, Ngawur you!” zhafira.

“Honey, here my best friend's wives are pregnant, who knows if we do here you are also soon pregnant. Okay, Honey? Come on, ntar sin loh refused the husband's invitation,” said Afkar.

And without waiting for an answer from Zhafira, Afkar began kissing his wife's lips. Even the aroused Zhafira could not resist.

When you are done, “Please yes, dear,” Afkar said as he kissed Zhafira on the forehead and immediately spread his body beside Zhafira. Soon, they too fell asleep.

***

The next morning after dawn prayers, before Zhafira left the room there was a debate between the husband and wife again.

“Mas, how is this dong, my hair is wet. Shame if it gets caught,” said Zhafira lirih.

“Kan covered hijab, Darling,” reply Afkar with his leisure.

“My husband is dear, but if it gets wet it will be wet hijab too. It was discovered that if Fira's hair was wet again, Mas Afkar anyway .. asked for rations do not know the place, confused it would be. If you think how to go out dong, our time in the room until dry hair, shame if the guest came out the longest, Mas,” grumbled Zhafira long while scrapping his lips.

“Don't pout that dong, Darling. Want to add one last night?”

“Tuh ‘kan, bawdy bawdy penghulu,” chirps Zhafira cover her face with both hands.

“Gini deh, Mas lent hair draiyer to his wife my friend, would you?” afkar's suggestion made Zhafira delude.

“Tuh right, this Mas, shy dong, Mas. Just got out!” zhafira cried still pouting.

“Don't pout, Honey, smile first, later Mas kiss again want?”

Hearing Afkar's words made Zhafira immediately smile despite being forced, then they came out.

When it was still quiet outside. Afkar and Zhafira went out of the house for a short walk about half an hour they went back in.

Zhafira felt that her hair was quite dry after walking outside, Zhafira decided to change her hijab because the hijab she was wearing earlier looked wet.

After changing her hijab, Zhafira headed to the kitchen to see Shafa busy cooking with the housekeeper. Zhafira also helped cook for breakfast this morning.

Once all was ready, Shafa called the other family members, as well as Zhafira who called Afkar for breakfast immediately.

They gathered in the dining room and enjoyed breakfast this morning. Then they headed to the living room to chat.

“Gha, Bay, later I go home a little afternoon yes, because today want to take the wife for a walk,” said Afkar.

“Oh yes. Gapapalah,” reply Reigha.

They chatted a lot until no time had shown at eleven, Afkar and Zhafira saying goodbye to go home.

After that Afkar and Zhafira got into the car and immediately left the residence of Afkar's friends.

“Mas, he said today want me time?” ask Zhafira.