Guna-Guna Station

Chapter 32* Bridal Night

Watch out for the Baper!

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It turned out that Nurul's phone was left at the dinner table. Aruna's crazy idea came up.

"May I deliver Nurul's cell phone?" Ask Aruna.

Everyone nodded. Aruna excitedly walked towards Nurul's room.

'Tok tok ...'

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door made Nurul's heart pound even more. "Lake in!" nurul.

Seeing the figure of Aruna at the door, making Nurul exhale, he felt relieved, because it was not Ali who came.

"Ehem ... guessed his qalbiy habibi huh sis?" goda Aruna, when he saw the face of Nurul who seemed shocked to see his arrival.

"Opaan sich ..." answered Nurul.

"Emmm .. yes .. I understand if I'm kicked out, I just came here with my sister's phone left at the doang table!" Aruna gave the rectangular flat object to Nurul.

"Thank you Aruna ...." Nurul receives the cell phone that Aruna gave him.

Aruna blinked one eye and held her thumb, responding to Nurul's words. Then get out of Nurul's room.

With so relaxed footsteps, Aruna came out of Nurul's room and returned to the kitchen regrouped with Umi Fatma, ustadz Ali and Salha.

Umi Fatma's eyes are so full of sightseeing. "You must have nigged Nurul again?" Ask umi Fatma, when she saw Aruna just returned.

"Emm ... umi not.." replied Aruna casually.

"Keep .. Why so long?" Ask umi Fatma.

"Emmm anuu .. Kak Nurul just a message to call a'a Ali ..." said Aruna.

"Hukkkk!" Ali who had been drinking water consciousness, because he was shocked to hear Aruna say, if Nurul called him. Ali stared intently at Aruna, a sign asking for Aruna's clarity. Aruna used to respond to the look in Ali's eyes, he lifted their dish towards the sink.

"If you don't believe anything .. there's no benefit for me either." Aruna just passed by while carrying a pile of dishes to the kitchen.

Umi Fatma tried to hold back her smile, she knew very well that Aruna was lying, but Aruna's lies helped the shy newlyweds get closer.

"I'm sorry if you want to help Aruna nyuci," said Salha, she immediately moved away from the dining table and followed Aruna.

"Oh .. umi also want to rest, umi tired, excuse me Ali," said umi Fatma.

Ali was left alone at the dinner table. Ali would not go into his wife's room, Nurul. Because everyone has left the dining table.

In the room ...

"Assalamu alaikum" said Ali.

"Wa alaikum salam." replied Nurul.

Both of them try to resist the beating of the heart rhythm, when a pair of eyes look at each other. Nurul immediately lowered his eyes, while Ali, immediately turned his eyes while closing the room door.

Ali tried to relax, set foot on the bed, but his legs were shaking, he sat on the other side of the bed, taking off the pecans, and he put them on a small table near Nurul's bed, while Nurul sat on the other side, they turned their backs on each other. The two are silent.

Ali was confused as to what to do, Ali tried to open their conversation. "Say Aruna you called me, what's wrong?"

"What's? I didn't ask Aruna what," Nurul replied.

"Astaghfirullah ..." said the two together, imagining Aruna's prank.

"Is Aruna right? About your do'a-do'a for me?"

While over there Nurul was silent, squeezing his fingers withstanding embarrassment. Confused to answer her husband's question.

"If it's me who calls you in my do'a, it's true" Ali said.

Nurul was still sitting on his back to Ali, he kept his eyes closed, between shame on Ali, happy to be able to marry the man he often referred to in the do'a, and furious and upset at Aruna. Nurul opened his eyes, his heart beat getting stronger, when he saw the figure of Ali was standing right in front of his eyes.

A beautiful smile was engraved on Ali's face. "Do you want to pray sunnah two raka when you congregate with me?" Ali asked gently.

Nurul nodded her head. Ali felt relieved, it was a signal Nurul ready to serve him as his inner birth as a wife.

"Bismillah ..." sighed Ali, he landed a smooth kecup*n in the crown of Nurul, slowly the kiss was broken, part of Nurul's eyebrows, until Ali's lips landed on Nurul's lips, Nurul, he's fondling Nurul's soft lips. Both dissolve in the soft strokes of their tongues.

Ali stopped meeting their lips. Trying to normalize his outburst of feelings and an erratic heartbeat. "Let's pray the Sunnah first" whispered Ali, his voice trembling.

Nurul nodded slowly. Both of them stepped towards the bathroom to take ablution. They're alternating. Nurul Wudhu first, he prepared a prayer mat for Ali, then prepared a prayer mat for himself and used his mukenya.

The newlyweds are now performing sunnah prayers two rakaat merama'ah. After the sunnah prayer, Nurul kissed the back of her husband's palm. While Ali, he kissed the head of Nurul.

"Thank you for answering my love in your do'a" Ali said.

Ali helped Nurul remove the mucus that Nurul was wearing. After the mukena was released, Nurul's beautiful hair was shed. Ali stroked Nurul's hair, and tidied it to the side of Nurul's ear.

"Subhanallah .. his queen angel ..." Ali's admiration.

Nurul was embarrassed. Ali immediately sided with his attention, not expecting his speech so loosely praising the beauty of his wife. He tidied his script, and so did Nurul, he folded his face and kept his face and words back in place.

Nurul passed next to Ali, however, Ali immediately grabbed Nurul's hand, then in Nurul's seat on the side of the bed.

Ali read the bismillah and other prayers, then kissed Nurul's eyebrows. Nurul just closed his eyes. Slowly the kiss went down to the face of the nurul, until the kiss stopped on Nurul's lips, getting deeper and deeper, while his hands were floating everywhere. Slowly Ali's fingers took off what Nurul was wearing and she wore it without letting go of her kiss. Nurul goosebumps as Ali's hand continues to play spoiled on him .

Ali stopped his activity, "Are you ready?" Ask Ali.

Nurul nodded slowly.

"I'm sorry A'a if A'a hurt you too much" whispered Ali.

Nurul smiled, he felt the heat spread throughout his body. Nurur ventured to raise her hand, then stroked her husband's face gently with her fingers. "I'm ready" Nurul said

The activity continues. Lama gave the first step so that later Nurul is not too surprised by the arrival of his. At the end of his life Ali put up a square to hook his wife, and he do'a in heart :

Something suddenly came, slowly and deeply. Nurul tried to be quiet, his hands clutching firmly what he was holding. Ali stopped, realizing that his wife was in pain about his arrival. She smiles. Seeing Nurul begin to relax, Ali resumed his restrained movement. The movement he started was slow yet certain.

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Over time, Ali began to feel his signal rise, because long time guests down there, make something out of the cage. Ali ber do'a in the heart when the essence burst out.

Nurul increasingly silent, somehow how many times he felt the peak, they really deepened the peak of their activities. Slowly Ali took off hers from Nurul, she lay on Nurul's side with a gasp of breath.

And again do'a in the heart.

The ritual of their first night.

How do you express this happiness? Ali was confused. Ali just pulled the woman lying next to him, into his arms. "Thank you for wanting to be my wife" Ali said with a still-hunting breath.

Ali let go of his embrace, staring fixedly at his wife's face. "Why new now? If I knew how we felt together, I would have married you sooner, ", Ali said.

Nurul caressed her husband's cheek, then drowned her face in his arms.

"Thank you Rabb, I loved you before, even before Aan married Maya I fell in love with you, but you were too special for me, apparently ...." Ali tightened his embrace. His happy feeling is huge.

Nurul could not answer, his face continued to feel warm withstanding the immense shame and happiness, she returned her husband's embrace, until they were washed away in their sleep. Because their energy is drained doing their first night of worship.

It is difficult to express, someone who has been referred to in the do'a became a couple.

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