Girl For The Widow

Chapter 20's

"I Love You My Husband."

That love reply echoed in Rizqy's Ears. The man smiled and went into the bathroom to purify himself. A few minutes into his bath, Rizqy came out. He found Habibah busy removing the sheets from his place.

"Cock removed?"

Habibah looked towards the voice. He smiled clumsily. There was a shy and happy hue emanated from the brown-colored look.

"Look at this, when you see each other it feels really embarrassed," said Habibah blushed.

Rizqy glanced at the bedsheets that had red stains. After that he chuckled happily.

"Kok shy should be proud dong! you managed to keep your chastity well and offered this to your Husband. I'm lucky to get a high girl like you," said Rizqy cheerfully.

"Ah yes, thank you. I'm also lucky Mas took it after first marrying me. Yes, even though Mas Rizqy turned out to be a handsome Duda."

Rizqy laughed again listening to his wife's words. He pulled the nose because he was angry.

"Who told us that on the eve of our wedding you ran away" said Rizqy sadly. There is regret if you remember what was done to Habibah. But what he did was as a way to protect her.

"I fled because I was wounded" Habibah replied sadly.

"I'm sorry I hurt you. I did it just to protect you from Dion. There's no other way but to do it." Rizqy spoke softly. He touched those smooth cheeks with both of his hands like forming a beautiful frame. He looked at Habibah's sweet face very closely as if it felt centered there.

"Excuse Habibah also for leaving without asking for an explanation first. At that time I was very hurt and insecure of myself. I think Mas is just playing me because it is not beautiful and sexy" said Habibah sadly.

"Don't say that again, can't be less dear. To me, my wife is beautiful. No one knows it but me. Come here, dear Mas hug let's not say anything strange again."

Finished saying Rizqy grabbed Habibah's body and put on a warm embrace.

"We forget what happened. Make it a lesson and a test of our love. In fact we met again and then we got married and now we are together until we grow old. I don't want to miss this second chance. Let us knit our togetherness as beautifully and happily as possible." Rizqy continued saying while gently stroking his wife's back.

"Thank you" Habibah said. There was a novelty sneaking up on the recesses of his heart. She had not wrongly decided to always love this man. Although she had felt pain and it turned out that Rizqy was the only antidote to the pain. All this time he was traumatized and did not dare to open his heart to others. In fact, Rizqylah is a powerful therapy to expel the trauma. His heart only wants Rizqy, his first love.

"I want to take a shower first" Habibah said after a few minutes of warmth. Rizqy breaks down the embrace and lets Habibah clean herself up.

"Mas help to wash the sheets," said Rizqy when he saw Habibah carrying the bedsheets belonging to the Ardiaz Hotel.

"Don't Mas, let Habibah do it. This is not Mas Rizqy's job" Habibah said. He quickly entered before the bedsheet changed hands.

"Can't help my wife wash? Helping the Wife wash does not mean being enslaved by the Wife. It was precisely then that cooperation and romance were felt. A class of Prophets just want to help his Wife, cook Mas who has no class is reluctant anyway!" rizqy explained.

Habibah smiled happily. She did not expect Rizqy to be so considerate. He even wants to help his wife take care of the house. Is it true what you hear? Habibah seemed to doubt his hearing.

"Thank you for your good intentions. Let the Bible do it. Moreover, this bedsheet belongs to the Hotel is not ours" said Habibah from the inside. He had already finished cleaning the stain and was now getting ready to wash.

"Oh yeah, I forgot we were at the hotel. It feels like home alone. Just realized that Mas is 35 years old, so a little forgetful. It's fine as long as Mas always remembers you," said Rizqy smiling.

Habibah is very happy. Rizqy's statement melted down the pain she had been feeling all along. He felt it was not in vain to put the love in his heart for Rizqy. He also had no regrets for five years of living in solitude. Is not now taking a sip of happiness. Happy with Men who make themselves halal in their relationships. Habibah is very grateful for that.

After bathing Habibah found Rizqy was engrossed in his laptop. Rizqy glanced at Habibah as she crept closer to him. He stopped his activities, turned off the laptop and put it in his backpack.

"Mas wudhu we used to pray together," said Rizqy darted towards the bathroom.

After a few minutes, the couple who just a few hours ago united in the sacred bond of marriage. Now perform worship in congregation. Their first worship in holy togetherness.

Habibah cried in prostration after they finished praying. He never thought his soul mate was Rizqy. He came to attend training. And this morning at 09:00 Lomboq time, Rizqy said the Kabul Ijab on behalf of Habibah Rosy Binti Ridwan Rashid. The Kabul ijab, which was supposed to be held five years ago, was carried out with a moment in time in a very simple atmosphere. There were no guests invited, only witnesses from the two brides. The Witness who was presented was a friend of Rizqy and Habibah, namely Julaekha Syarifah and his former direct supervisor, namely Ibu Nani and several KUA Employees. While from Rizqy he presents Amaq Rari, namely his Father's Sister and Wife.

Kabul is also held directly in KUA with the Judge. Because Habibah is a kara and does not know his Relatives. He only has Inak Kake, the older brother of his elderly mother. He could not attend then Ijab kabul witnessed through Virtual.

Completed kabul ijab, they enjoy the dishes that have been prepared with KUA employees. After that as gratitude the two brides prepared the Rice Box and then distributed it to the poor people they met along the way.

"I'm sorry, our marriage is so simple. There was no reception or guests. Mas suddenly invited you to KUA without any preparation. Because I don't want you to run away anymore" Rizqy said as they exited the Office of Religious Affairs. He invited Habibah to explore the streets while distributing food. When meeting the red light, both Rizqy and Habibah get off the Car and give Box Rice to the Traders who were there.

"The same as the Bride? congratulations huh? may you be Sakinah's family, mawaddah and Warohmah."

The prayer is recited by those who receive parcels from Rizqy and Habibah. Of course, both of them accepted the unsolicited prayer from them. Delivered the happiness of both Brides while they enjoyed the familiarity in the cord this morning.

"Thank you Mothers and Fathers for praying for us. May all the good we do be worth worship and certainly received by God," said Rizqy sincerely full of hope.

After enjoying the company with the Merchants in each APILL. Rizqy takes Habibah back to the Hotel. They occupied the rooms reserved for Habibah as participants.

Without waiting for the night. Rizqy immediately glorified his wife. Making Habibah the full Wife in the life of a Rizqy Anggara.

Currently Rizqy and Habibah finished performing the Dzuhur Prayer and his remembrance.

Habibah grabbed Rizqy's hand and kissed her with reverence. Even so with Rizqy, he grabbed the head of Habibah. Gently wrap it up and touch it lovingly hoping that this togetherness does not end apart.

It is not easy for Rizqy to explain what happened exactly five years ago. Habibah doubted that explanation. Rizqy could do nothing more than drag Habibah to the KUA so that the Girl would not escape again.

Back flash.

"I'll believe you if you give me something. I want your adoration Habibah." Rizqy once again said that. He pressed Habibah's body trying to escape.

"Let go, I'm scared" Habibah asked. He begged while sticking his own net on the netra that was only a bead.

"Mas will let you go if you are willing to obey him. Not difficult, Mas just ask for your girlishness. How dear?" Rizqy does not want to let go of Habibah. He still overstimulated the body not letting it move for a single moment. Rizqy is sticking with her offer. He just wanted Habibah no one else.

"Sickness and trauma?" Rizqy was surprised by what Habibah said. He did not expect that for five years passed those two words that the girl felt.

"Yes. I'm disappointed, I'm hurt, I'm heartbroken and hurt. How could the person I trusted turn out to be making me a bet. I'm just the object of Mas's bet, right? I am worthless and precious in the eyes of a Rizqy. I'm self-conscious, I'm ugly. I was born into a poor family and was not a descendant of nobility like Mas Rizqy. I was self-conscious, I was inappropriate and I was not worthy to accompany Mas Rizqy who was of the upper class, a distinguished and blue-blooded official family. That's why Mas Rizqy made me a bet. Is it because I don't deserve it, that's why Mas Rizqy is willing to play me. I hated Mas Rizqy. That resentment and disappointment dragged the steps to get away from Mas Rizqy. Before I was dumped and thrown away like worthless trash, was I wrong to distance myself from Mas Rizqy. Am I wrong?" Habibah expressed what he wanted to say to Rizqy. Her tears spilled at the same time her crying voice sounded very clear.

"Mas, I realize I'm just a poor girl who hopes a Prince loves me sincerely. In reality, there are no poor people with rich people. In reality there is no handsome Man with an ugly Girl. In reality no blue-blooded Rizqy marries a girl who does not have the same offspring as him. Everyone will be against it. And the reality that I found I involved myself in a pseudo-dream. I have high hopes. Why do I love a Rizqy that I realize is so hard to reach. That's the mistake I'm thinking of. It's not Rizqy's fault. Naturally Mas Rizqy toying with a girl like me because of what? because Mas Rizqy knows that Habibah Rosy is not a girl who deserves to be loved. Because what? because Habibah Rosy is nothing more than a Punguk." Habibah again spilled words along with the swift tears that bathed his cheeks.

Rizqy was silent. He listened to every word that came out of Habibah's lips. He felt those words turn into darting arrows raining down on his heart. His heart felt pierced by those words. Now he knows for five years passed besides trauma, Habibah hated him. The word hate that came out of Habibah's lips made Rizqy's heart seem hard to beat.

Rizqy releases Habibah's body. He woke up from the body of Habibah who had earlier overlapped and emphasized.

Habibah quickly curled up in the corner of the Bed. He hugged both knees tightly. Rizqy saw Habibah trying to protect her body from the bad possibilities that befell her. The fear that seemed to make Rizqy more hurt. He did not expect Habibah to hate him so much even the fear that was reflected in the girl.

"Hikz hikz - hikz."

Habibah no longer said anything just a crying voice that can be read. The crying made Rizqy even more hurt. He was overcome with regret and guilt. He would rather be showered with words than be showered with weeping.

Rizqy wants to reach a body that looks very fragile. But he stopped, his hand he pulled back. He saw Habibah increasingly intending to protect himself.

"I'm sorry."

Only those two words were successfully spoken by Rizqy.

"I'm sorry, Habibah" repeated the man.

"It's true Mas has made you a betting item. But I had no choice but to do that. Dion gave no other options than that. I'm doing this to protect you from Dion. Dion it bajin***. ...!"

". ... Bajin***? If Dion bajin*** kept Mas Rizqy that holy man? why did Mas Rizqy label Dion as a bad man only covered up Mas Rizqy's depravity as well. Aren't you the same." Habibah just interrupted the explanation of Rizqy.

"Habibah Rosy, don't interrupt what you're saying. Listen carefully, okay?" rizqy sounded very strict. Rizqy does not like Habibah cornering the conversation because it will mess up what will be delivered.

Habibah was silent listening to the tone of decisiveness from what Rizqy said.

"Mas is not a person who can be said to be good. I admit that Mas bajin***, but Mas try not to play with the Women let alone play you. I sincerely love you Habibah regardless of the bet." Rizqy began to continue the explanation. He paused for a moment before continuing. He looked at Habibah very closely trying to gain the girl's trust. He wanted to see the twinkle of love that was always present in the netra Habibah as their views clashed.

"Dion is after you as the next girl he will enjoy her purity. You innocent, innocent and still untouchable Virgin girl made Dion come after you. He overheard a conversation with his friend across the phone. At that time Mas was about to meet him in his study. He knocks on the door and chooses to listen to his talk. I'm curious because what he's calling is your name." Rizqy continued with his explanation.

"There's a girl still an untouchable Virgin in this Office. His name is Habibah Rosy. Not too pretty but she has beautiful skin and her body is very sensual. I'm sure he must be very warm and delicious. No one has a bro. Later after I'm satisfied it's your turn."

"...."

"Relax, he's very easy to conquer, with just a little money he's instantly okay."

Rizqy told me what she had heard. Habibah who listened to the story was very hard to believe. It could have been an essay from Rizqy to deceive him.

"I can't believe it, Mas must be creating a fictional story to cover up the actual facts. Mas Rizqy deliberately slandered Mr. Dion when the reality is that Mas Rizqylah who wants to do that, right Mas? don't fool me just to make Mas look good" Habibah said in disbelief. He still hugged his own body as a form of protection for himself.

Rizqy breathed her heavy breath. He looks riled and confused to say let alone to convince Habibah. He realized, his explanation would not succeed in making Habibah believe him.

"Mas didn't lie, ever since knowing that. Somehow Mas wants to take care of you when at that time Mas did not have any feelings. They just want to take care of you. I look at you like a sister I have to protect. Slow sea that feeling grew without me being able to dodge. Moreover, our first kiss further confirms that love is there for you Habibah." Rizqy tried to convince Habibah that she would listen to the explanation and believe it.

"Do you remember, every Dion trying to seduce you while you were alone?" rizqy asked trying to remind Habibah of Dion who was secretly after her and secretly trying to protect the girl.

Habibah tried to remember it. He recalled, several times Dion seduced and invited him to the entertainment place at night. Habibah always rejected him gently. He also had insults and verbal abuse from the man with the wife.

"Sok selling expensive and holy you. At most you are already perforated and brak (rotten) because it is often used by your girlfriend, right? I paid you dearly but didn't want to. What's better to be free than to be paid. You are lower than the Butterfly of the night."

Habibah, of course, was shocked and hurt to listen to words that were not worthy of being spoken by a gentleman like Dion. Habibah glared at the man with anger clearly drawn on the face.

"I'm not who you accuse me of. You'd better leave before I yell and complain about what Mr. Dion said."

Habibah replied to the insulting words with the firmness that was on him.

The man was about to snatch the sweet face covered in gray clouds. However, he stopped because suddenly there was a sound of Deheman in the doorway.

"Rizqy?" dion was surprised.

"What are you doing, Mr. Dion? why just be alone with Habibah? Did Mr Dion bother him?" rizqy asked looking relaxed. He leaned his body against the wall while making his hand. His clear Netra looked at Dion sharply and then turned to Habibah's face with a flat look.

"It's okay Mr. Rizqy, we were just chatting. Regularly talking about work," Dion denied. He was acting as usual as possible to trick Rizqy into not suspecting him.

"Is that so Habibah?" Rizqy turned the question to the girl. Hoping to tell the truth, but the girl seemed reluctant to open up.

Habibah only fell silent because it was difficult to explain especially after receiving threats from Dion.

The girl came to her senses from the memory of the man named Dion. He looked at Rizqy with precision to find a lie that might be clearly visible.

"Mas Rizqy with Mr. Dion is the same. Didn't Mas Rizqy want my love too? I will not give it, until I die I will not give it" Habibah said firmly. He was increasingly looking at his body.

"I will force and drag you to KUA. Because it's night. Tomorrow morning I will say Ijab kabul in your name Habibah Rosy bint Ridwan Rashid. Who would take away your sadism at this time, you are not halal for me so tomorrow alone. I am not happy and I am sharing it with Satan. You only belong to a Rizqy Anggara. So you can't refuse him Habibah Rosy!" rizqy said firmly.

Listen to Rizqy's explanation. Habibah was fixated on disbelief. He subconsciously opened his mouth and gaped.

"Awas in Flies later. The same flies I do not want to share," said Rizqy seriously.

Seriate.