Halal Lover Waiting

Failed the First Night

After the reception, Alex and Parisya are in their rooms. The room that originally belonged to Parisya, now he had to share a room with a man who was a stranger, but now has become his halal lover. Before Alex took his wife to the house he had prepared for them.

"Mas Alex, mas if you want to take a shower first, please go first" said Parisya while lowering his head. He still felt unaccustomed to the room with the man who had become his husband.

"If we take a bath both how dear." she replied with a difficult gaze to interpret.

The deg!

Parisya's heart pounded even more, when her husband said the frontal thing and called her affectionately without thinking first. How could he easily say that. While the woman is deg-degan.

"No, Alex first. I also had to remove the headdress and remove the makeup" Parisya said to avoid the husband's invitation. Not only did he not want to, he also knew that he refused the invitation of a sinful husband, but he was not used to it.

"Okay, shower first." he said passed to the bathroom.

”Iya mas." he answered lowered his head. Parisya was not used to staring at the husband for long.

While her husband was bathing, Parisya used the time to clean his face and remove the wedding dress. After Parisya cleaned his face and changed his clothes, Alex came out of the bathroom using only a towel covering the bottom.

The blush!

Parisya's cheeks blushed red to see the sighting before him. A nice, well-built body, with a sixpack stomach, is absolutely perfect in Parisya's view. He immediately neutralized his thoughts.

"Yes, don't be a perverted woman, Alex is your husband, but don't let Alex think that his wife is perverted. Uh wife, I'm a wife now, hihi." Bathin spoke while giggling.

"Why honey, how come we daydream?" ask Alex.

"Eh no mas, I'm not daydreaming. Then I also want to take a shower." he said immediately passed to the bathroom so geroginya.

About twenty minutes Parisya in the bathroom, but when he was about to change his clothes, he forgot that he did not bring a change of clothes.

"Well, how about it, I forgot to bring a change of clothes. This must be because I was trying to avoid Alex's mas." he muttered.

Geck! Geck! poke!

"Darling, haven't you had your bath yet?" alex knocked on the bathroom door.

"Yes, just a minute" she replied.

"Where, cook him I have to ask Alex to get me a change of clothes" he murmured again. However, rather than she could not get out, she tried to organize her feelings and ventured to ask her husband for help.

"Mas, can I ask you a favor?" ask her from the bathroom.

"Seek what's help, dear?" ask Alex.

"Please get me a change of clothes in the closet. I forgot to bring a change of clothes." replied Parisya ventured.

"Why don't you just come out like that." God. He was so happy to be able to tease his woman.

"Don't be weird, I'm seriously asking for help. If you don't want to, go out of the room first." he said stick with his stance. Actually Parisya could have come out using a towel, but he was embarrassed. Not used to her aurat being seen by a man, although now it is her own husband who will see.

"OK get it." he replied resignedly. Alex walked into the closet. He took a nightgown and was full of his underwear.

"Honey, this is your shirt" Alex said from the outside. Parisia stuck out her hand from the bathroom. And immediately closed that door when the clothes were already in his hands.

After wearing his clothes, he came out of the bathroom and found Alex lying on the bed. He slowly walked to the dressing table and dried his hair. It looks like her long hair is falling out. What Alex had focused on his cellphone screen, now switched to staring at what was halal for him.

"Beautiful." she wrote. Then he walked up to his wife and stood behind Parisya.

"You're beautiful, baby." Alex said boldly.

"Thank you" she answered, just trying to be ordinary. So that the husband does not see his nervousness.

"Have you prayed?" ask Parisya.

"It was while you were in the shower." replied Alex, Parisya just nodded her head.

"I stay a while, mas, I want to go to the kitchen to get drinking water" he said.

"Okay baby, don't be long" said Alex. Parisya went to the kitchen to get some water after wearing her hijab, then returned to their room.

When the door opened, Alex approached his wife again.

"Honey, you take ablution water yes, we pray sunnah before performing the worship of husband and wife" he said who could not resist his passion anymore.

"Sorry, I just came in for a shower last month. Be patient, wait another week." replied Parisya felt bad.

Alex swallows his saliva hearing the wife's words. Failed their first night.

***

While in Aqiel's residence, after he and his wife had dinner together with his parents. Now they are laying their bodies on a king-size mattress. Talk about things like they used to do before the drowsiness arrived.

"Mas," he said.

"Yes love," replied the husband stroked the darling of the wife's head while clutching his wife's tiny body.

"Mas has prepared a name for our second child candidate yet?" asked the wife to look at her husband's net.

"It's love, I've prepared a name for our prospective children" he replied gently.

"Oh yeah? what's his name?" Alesha asked curiously.

"Tomorrow I'll tell ya, now we rest first." replied her husband.

"Don't tomorrow dong mas, I'm curious. Now it is." persuade the wife while gnawing her bobbin eyes.

Cup

Seeing his wife's adorable face in her eyes, Aqiel always couldn't help but shower her entire face with a kiss of affection.

"A lot of his kisses. My face was wet to know." said Alesha chuckling, she felt her face was amused because of her husband's behavior.

"You're gemesin. I'm not sure if you're a twenty-seven-year-old woman" said the husband hugging the tiny body of his wife.

"Hihi, so if I'm not a twenty-seven-year-old woman, then how old would I be?" ask istirnya.

"You are more worthy of being said to be a twenty-year-old woman." Answer the husband chuckled. Alesha also chuckled with her husband's answer. There are things that make him always laugh if with his beloved husband.that's how every day the things they talk about in their spare time. Small talk that can always grow that love every day.

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To Be Continued