Girl For The Widow

S2. 39

Rizqy was very tempted and could not resist the desire when he saw the cohesion of the Wife. Instantly his tiredness disappeared replaced with twinkling longs nurtured eyes that want to be shed immediately.

"Mas," call Habibah gently a little spoiled tease.

Rizqy realized, he welcomed Habibah's hand and then linked the fingers between the fingers of the Wife.

"What's wrong? Tumben's acting spoiled and seductive like this?" ask Rizqy wonder. He made that nose goosebump.

"Okay, I'm confused too. What is clear is that I want Mas Rizqy and want to master Mas Rizqy completely. I want to do something different than usual" Habibah replied as she led her Husband to the Dining Table.

Rizqy again felt surprised by the dishes available there. The tall-looking man was amazed by what was happening at the moment, coupled with Habibah's attitude that was not as usual. Sweet and spoiled, a little flirtatious and seductive. Rizqy really likes it.

He looked at Habibah with a question filled. But soon ignored when looking at the face of ayu and his sweet smile. Is not what is presented in front of the eyes more uploading, from the question that is stamped in the mind, what is this?

Create a different atmosphere, not as usual so that the relationship between the couple Husband and Wife does not end boring.

Habibah remembered an article he read. Infidelity occurs probably because of two things 'bored and curious'. Maybe there's a point. Sometimes we get tired of the monotonous and so-so routine every day. And in the time of the equation because of boredom, there is a curiosity with something new that appears instantly. We are attracted to someone who looks different to our own partner. Because curiosity makes us tempted to be curious. After that, the beginning may be true, but if examined and realized in reality it is not in accordance with the expectations set in mind. It feels the same, maybe even more beautiful with a halal couple who have both struggled through the joys and sorrows.

Habibah feels fear, if the Husband is bored with him, especially until now has not been given a descendant, so it makes him very restless.

Although the promise of loyalty is said sincerely, but who guarantees if the commitment will remain firm, it can be defeated by the desire that is not achieved that has offspring.

Ikhtiar and prayer, the two things that are being pursued by the woman who has brown eyes.

"Thank you" said Rizqy sincerely.

Habibah smiled sweetly accompanied by a nod in response.

After eating, Habibah leads the Husband to the Contest and of course offers warmth there.

The strings of romance now flow beautifully with the sound of nature that is mutually authentic to say add to the romantic atmosphere.

A pair of halal lovers that permeate each other's taste. Sharing sighs and sweat removes fret. The two dissolve in a cradle of touch that feels each other into one. There is no rejection and no compulsion. Instantly the ego melts with the warmth that managed to be held up to fly into the sky full of real beauty.

Both managed to embroider hope decorated with love that is closely bonded.

Rizqy touched softly and both seemed to fly hovering in the sky with thousands of butterflies tickling amusedly.

Delights. Both of them did not deny it, even a smile was glued because of it.

The night passed. For a moment the couple Husband and Wife locked themselves in the twinkle of love that greeted through the eyes.

Cup

Rizqy ended with a long kiss on the forehead of the Wife.

The blanket that lay horribly he took back then enveloped the innocent body of Habibah. He also entered and hid his body that had been clearly exposed.

Embarrassed. That is what appeared on Habibah's face when he remembered how aggressive he was. Immediately he hid himself and closed his eyes wanting to be immediately lulled in a dream after the prayer was said.

Rizqy smiled at the manner of her lover. Not this stuck in the charm of Habibah that can arouse desire again, he decided to close his eyes while hugging his bidadari.

Rizqy chanted a long prayer in the heart solemnly. After his hope was spoken, he completely fell asleep in a dream.

The night went on to one third of the night. Habibah opened his eyes by trying to close his mouth so that the sound of yawning was not heard. After shaking off the blanket, before moving on, he stared at the peaceful Rizqy in his sleep.

He smiled brightly and then covered his face with embarrassment, because immediately remembering the strings of romance that melodious like never before. It feels so beautiful.

Not wanting the memory to make him more embarrassed, Habibah rushed to the bathroom. A few minutes passed, the door was opened and Habibah emerged from behind it with a fresh face swept away by the water. Habibah grabbed the face and used it. Then hold the prayer.

Silent. Praise to the Creator is spoken solemnly. The chant continued to echo softly in the sunyinya the night was so very quiet and peaceful. Habibah continued his worship by chanting prayers, trying to knock on the door of the sky hoping that what he wished would be fulfilled. He just wants to have a baby.

Habibah dissolves in prayer accompanied by clear circles that are increasingly seeping.

Sadly, it has not gone away, although the smile still tricks the eye of the beholder. Indeed, there are fretful who try to hide with all their strength so as not to be easily read.

Habibah was increasingly immersed in sobs, along with unbroken prayers.

Unaware, the overstretched hand wiped away the swift tears. Rizqy also bermunjatkan prayer so that what became the wish of the Wife immediately God granted.

Habibah looked up at the shady bead beside him. There was a smile engraved with the language of the heart that asked him to remain patient and not stop hoping.

"Mas."

Habibah drowned herself in the arms of Rizqy wrapped in white Koko.

"You may weep, provided that the weeping does not make you lament the more fate. Instead, it makes you more convinced, that there will be happy days in time."

Rizqy comforted the Wife with those words of encouragement which she herself did not doubt. He believed happiness would exist and come on the day he now awaits his arrival.

Habibah increasingly held a hug along with the crying that was trying in his damping.

In a third of the night, together with the couple's cries and hopes as hard as possible to strengthen the heart and thicken the belief that happiness will soon come to him in the form of gifts that are immeasurable.

Will not God always grant the prayers of his begging servant.

***

Keynand felt an oddity today, several times accidentally biting his tongue. He did not believe Bi Narsih's words saying that there was someone who mentioned his name in the conversation. He was more logical thinking, that what happened was caused more by his sheer carelessness. Not caused by the ghibah who happily mentioned his name.

Choosing no matter, even though biting the tongue is not dangerous, but it is enough to make him in tremendous pain because of it.

Keynand still did not understand, fortunately the confusion lasted not long thanks to the presence of Enah with something in her hand.

"Sir Keynand, I've got the antidote" said Enah slowly fearing his voice could be heard by someone else's ears who might be sharpening his hearing.

"Who did you get it from? Are you sure this is medicine?" keynand asked, honestly there was doubt in his heart, and surely he had to raise his vigilance. He did not want to just believe it, even though Baby Sitter was looking good.

"God willing. Oh yes he did not mention his name, it seems that his identity does not want to be known by others," replied Enah honestly. There was no visible lie in those pair of glasses-framed eyes. You're very good at hiding anxiety if Keynand suspects it. But he knew very well where the antidote came from and did not want Keynand to know that it was Qia who gave it.

Seriate.