His wife Ustadz Part. 2

68. The night of bloodshed.

"Nana went on strike again."

"Related?"

"Sure!"

"Good! tomorrow Byby free, Byby was going to ask you out. Both, as you wish." Afnan said as he walked towards the kitchen.

"Bey!"

"Grand."

"Java!"

"What does Byby have to answer?"

Tanya Afnan with her cool began to prepare cooking utensils and Bubu and ingredients to cook.

"Astaghfiullah! sorry By, Byby hasn't ma'em yet?" Hasna is aware of that.

The desire for an answer and also the strike he promised, forgotten by guilt. "What kind of wife am I? let her husband starve, then I'm racing. And now even because of hunger, you have to cook for yourself. Forgive Nana By." Inner Hasna.

"Had koq, Byby had eaten at the main house" replied Afnan with his hands busy concocting Seasoning.

"Huh." Hasna was astonished to hear Afnan's reply, still standing by the kitchen door, her thoughts fading away. His niqab and hijab have been removed.

"If it's ma'em, why is Byby cooking?" asked Hasna out of curiosity.

"Hem, he said he was going on strike, but now take it once, the gemesin. Probably forgot, hihi," Afnan's inner.

Hasna felt in cueki. He opened his gamis and laging subordinates. Now there are only hotpants and bras that he wears. But Hasna grabbed Koko Afnan's clothes that she had separated from her body, then Hasna put the koko back on, who is only able to wrap his upper body up to one inch under his personal area.

Then Hasna walked leisurely, approached Afnan and as usual, would end up hugging Afnan from behind. When Afnan cooks in his kitchen, Hasna will always be tempted to hug him from behind.

Pasting and slipping his face in the warm shoulder grooves of Afnan, as well as following the movements of Afnan's body when concocting spices and also starting cooking, it was a joy and peace for Hasna.

Afnan was used to it, he would not mind or worry about Hasna's actions. His heart felt even flower.

"Don't bobo back there, honey! you have to eat first! I know, you haven't had dinner yet. Remember, urgency and anger also need energy. Therefore, before continuing his anger, darling eat first." Afnan.

"Of course By, oh so Byby's cooking for Nana huh?" asked Hasna with increasingly tightened his embrace in the stomach of Afnan who still remained flat.

"Yes" replied Afnan.

Hasna smiled knot. Hasna also drowned her face in the shoulder grooves of Afnan.

Actually he was embarrassed, because he forgot his own stomach, so Afnan had to pay attention, to bother cooking for him, even though he was used to it. If Afnan saw, now his face showed off a reddish pink tinge.

"By!"

"Gum."

"Tomorrow morning, Nana to Ninen's housewell! byby said it's free tomorrow, meaning Byby wants to take the time to date Nana, right?"

Hasna remembers her plan from a while ago that of dating a young man. He returns to his Ninen home and Afnan will visit to meet his deserving young mudi dating. But their busyness, then Hasna has not been able to realize it.

"Ok, would you like to be escorted by Byby or the ponpes driver?" asked Afnan still with his cooking activities.

"Just set up yourself!"

"No, honey! later what Ninen said, suddenly dear went home without assistance." Afnan clearly disagrees.

"Hehe, Byby knows, Ninen and Kiki are not easy people to think about. Nana will explain it well to them." Hasna twisted her body, slipping between Afnan's armpits.

Hasna is now ahead of Afnan. Stand between the stove and Afnan. Hasna knew the stove had just been turned off by Afnan. So he was safe standing in front of Afnan.

The cup!

Hasna kissed Afnan's nose. "bad." Afnan smile. He stopped his activities, now he embraced Hasna.

"Wait at the dinner table, Byby prepare the food." Afnan Whispers.

Hasna didn't bully him. He looked at Afnan's face. "Thank you By" he said, then he began to land his lips on Afnan's lips.

For a few seconds they are lulled by the struggle of the lips that move gently and slowly, both of them permeate the beauty of the moment.

"Nana love Byby!"

"Byby too, love you dear."

Hasna broke away from Afnan, then she followed Afnan's request for her to sit at the dinner table.

Before long, the food was served, Hasna's favorite shrimp fried rice. Sauteed various vegetables that are sprinkled with veal, as well as fruit salad has been beautifully presented on the table, in front of Hasna.

"Fruit salad?"

"Last noon, Byby brought it from the restaurant" Afnan replied. Hasna nodded.

"Nana eat ya By."

"Please dear."

After praying, Hasna began to eat. One bribe for her, one bribe for Afnan. At first Afnan refused, arguing still full. But persuaded Hasna was able to melt his defenses. Finally they were food, Hasna fed Afnan as well herself. With Hasna sitting on Afnan's lap. A habit that never goes away in a marriage that is almost seven years.

At home Ubaydillah and Lintang was going on bribes bribe each other. Ubaydillah stopped her interrogation, on the condition that Lintang, would eat and stopped following her steps for an answer from the statement on the veranda.

For the plan to study in Turkey like his dead price without discount let alone free.

**

In Roy's house is quite comfortable, although not as luxurious as Dias' house in Jakarta and also Roy's house which was confiscated by the court.

After being welcomed and warm by her mother-in-law, Dias spent all day taking care of her husband. Bathe Roy, replace the bandage, feed Roy a meal, although Roy has refused it but Dias still do it. He felt happy because he was given the opportunity to take care of the person he had been craving for months.

"Darling, what's sitting there. Here, does he not want to tease me before going to bed? like you do in the hospital." Call Roy from the bed.

His wife became strange, Dias seemed restless, it was seen several times breathing heavily and also stroking his chest from the time he finished praying Isya earlier and into Roy's room that has been decorated ala newlywed room. Mami Roy did it.

Roy did go in first to his room. Dias just came in. After executing

"Hehe. For a moment Brother, Iyas was replying to a message from Buna." a sneer and a speech that sounded spoiled. Roy knows that's the reason for Dias. Dias's phone is not on. The screen looks dark.

"OK!" Roy was about to get out of bed to approach Dias. But Dias who saw it, then spontaneously he forbade Roy not to approach him. Now Dias is so quick to approach her.

Roy pulled Dias softly until it fell on his lap. Dias swallowed his saliva roughly. He can't pretend to be innocent anymore. Roy smiled, slowly he opened his hijab Dias. Before her he asked Permission with his gentle gaze.

"Abang, have not prayed two rakaat right?"

Roy curled, hearing a nervous question from Dias. "Have you forgotten?"

Dias remembers it. After the Isya prayer, Roy invited the Sunnah two rakaats. After her mom left them both. The reason Roy still has ablution. So guys.

Dias gasps. Then it's a sign that Roy wants her tonight.

Dias is good at teasing Roy. But for further things, Dias himself still felt fear. But tonight it appears that Dias will not be able to escape. There was no way she would reject her husband.

"Abang! Iyas is afraid." Honest Dias. His body began to shake.

"Abang will not do it, if Iyas is not ready. Marrying you wasn't just about to do that." Said Roy softly and with a smile. Whatever in his heart, he will not hurt the Wife through words.

Dias closed his eyes, as Roy kissed his forehead fondly. Then the kiss went down to the base of the nose Dias. continued to the cheeks and almost spread to the lips. But Roy stopped his kisses instantly.

"Sleep. It's night, it's late for tahajud," Pinta Roy, that warm smile can't be separated from her lips.

Dias felt guilty. Before his Dias was almost lulled by Roy's kiss.

The cup!

Dias kissed Roy's lips briefly, then he pulled his face to see Roy's reaction that looked stiff.

"Do it, I'm Halal to you, Bang!" Pinta Dias seems calm, like she has been iklhas.

"You sure?" roy asked with a few eyes.

Dias. A second later, Roy begins to cradle his Wife with romance. Roy did it slowly and gently. Besides, he is not yet completely free to move. He also realized he did not want his wife traumatized for the first night.

The breeding that impressed the plot, able to make Roy and Dias passionate to reach the final destination.

The natural screeching and sobs of his late Dias echoed inside that spacious room. A bite and a firm grip on Roy's shoulder and arm he got. Tonight Roy and Dias officially renounce their chastity in halal ties.

In Room a building ponpes Hubbul Wathan.

Two different sexes who are bound with halal validity are also at war on the bed. Perform night worship other than prayer and teaching. It was Maulana Iqbal and her Wife.

"Habie, (Habiebie/favorite) said the first night person was sick? but Koq I didn't feel it, that night?" ask his wife Iqbal.

Iqbal paused for a moment the activity on his wife's body. "Biba (Habibati/beloved) because on that night we did not get to the point of the first night. You cry nasty, I'm afraid of your parents, sue me, a husband who makes a wife."

"Hooo, so?"

"Yes, this second night will be our first night. And you can cry and shout as loud as it is. Because this building is quiet, besides your parents, there is no Biba here. No one will sue me.

"But.... Nies."

"Allow tonight, Biba. I don't want to wait for our first night to be our third night and beyond."

With fear at last, his Habibati Iqbal, according to. after a few minutes later came roars, shouts and also cries from his wife Iqbal, a sign Iqbal had been able to tear down the defense of the Wife.

Of the two pair of hunters that first night, it was finally finished. Both couples look happy even though the ringing cannot be denied present from the faces of the Wife.

Completely the night of bloodshed from the release of chastity between Iqbal and Roy in different places, but without them realizing the time is almost simultaneously.

Now is the time for them to rest from the fatigue that afflicts both partners. But nature knows and is like a silent witness who lurks through the silent darkness. Even some old bridal couples have just finished doing worship outside the study and prayer. Now it's time to pull out the blanket before resuming her other night's worship.

**

Exactly nine o'clock in the morning.

Hasna finished praying and changed her clothes. Now he is walking towards the main house with a suitcase of medium size on his pull. Of course the kids are still in the main house from six days ago and Hasna hasn't even been face to face, except video calls with them.

Some of the Santri Putra and Princess, who happened to cross paths with Hasna, greeted Hasna with bewildered faces. They saw all the questions tucked into their faces.

their eyes were fixed on the suitcase Hasna was pulling. Hasna simply smiled and answered the greeting without caring about the various questions hidden between them.

Hasna continued to pitch towards the main house with her leisure. Afnan who asked Hasna not to go back to the wooden house first according to, since from the celebration of dawn until now at nine, Afnan has not returned to the wooden house. He preoccupied himself in the Ponpes area and also agricultural land, mingling and Ngopi together with the workers.

"Mimaa." Twins A, who saw Hasna emerge from the gate, ran to Hasna and hugged her.

"Honey, Mimma misses you!" hasna hugged them both back.

"We too! oh, Mimma where are you going? koq bring all the suitcases?" ask Afkha.

"Mimma wants to complete the mission, so Mimma goes first, dear" replied Hasna.

"Where and for how long?" ask Afsha.

"Not long koq. To Umma Uyut's house."

"Nana, so?" suddenly, Umi appears from inside.

"So Mi. It's Nana's plan from long ago." Hasna stood up and hugged Umi and kissed her cheek.

"Where's biyya? Mimma didn't fight with Biyya, then .... was kicked out right?" questions from Afsha.

"Mmmm," Hasna looked at each other with Umi, after which they smiled.

"No dear Koq, Mimma and Biyya are fine, after all Biyya might expel Mimma whatever Mimma is."

"Alhamdulillah!" said relieved of both.

Hasna then gave her Children the understanding that her Mimma was going of her own accord, to accomplish a mission and that her children should be patient for the next two or three days. After her Hasna promised to take time off college and spend time with them.

With a gentle kiss and a wave of hands, and greetings, to the Children and Umi. Hasna left them for the garage. Umi shed tears. He felt he could not take off his beloved daughter-in-law. Though Hasna only went for a while and on her will.

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