Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)

Chapter 26: Kissing a Few Seconds

Iqlima felt more relieved when he was already in the room. This girl felt her heartbeat still beating strongly. Yahya immediately called the hotel to bring dinner to their room. Iqlima took out a change of clothes from his tote bag.

“Abang ga shower?” Tanya Iqlima opened the conversation. Yahya shook his head flat.

“Then a.. I shower first!” Iqlima bowed in the face of Yahya's cold attitude. He went straight into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

Oh Allah... How is this? Yahya's head hurts. How do you and ummi react to knowing I married secretly like this? Yahya ruffled his hair rough. Frustrating. Hajjah Aisyah did not stop calling, including 10 missed calls that filled her phone.

Son, where are you? Ummi has been shopping for a few days, Ummi misses.Tadi Ummi shopping alone, usually you always meet. Messages from Hajjah Aisyah filled Yahya's screen. This young man smiled and then sighed.

Yahya in Aceh Mi, God willing in a few days Yahya will return home. Love You Ummi's. Good Nights. Reply Yahya.

My son why do I go to Aceh so often? Hajjah Aisyah frowned.

Yahya's hearing was shifted to the sound of water gurgling. What should a husband do after marriage? Think Yahya flicking his fingers at the table. He had studied the science of marriage while in the cottage. But his confused mind disbanded all the knowledge he had obtained.

The best of you are the kindest to his wife, and I am the kindest to my wife” (HR. Tirmidhi)

Only that hadith filled his head for now. Besides Yahya blank.

Google. Yep. I have to ask Google. Yahya began surfing in cyberspace.

Wedding night. Type Yahya in the search field. He scrolls up and down reading with great interest.

Huft, why is google so vulgar, anyway?! Gerutu Yahya sultry. He chose to close google and throw his phone on the mattress. Yahya fanned his body with newspapers. The AC temperature has been lowered to the lowest point.

Driiiiiiite

The ringing of the door that was accidentally opened sounded. Iqlima came out in his pajamas. Yahya who still felt sultry rubbed his nape.

Regardless of Yahya's whereabouts, Iqlima walked towards the ornamental glass.

Yahya's eyes pay attention to every detail of what Iqlima does. This girl casually pulled her pajamas arm up and then applied lotion there. He also pulled up his knee-length trousers to do the same. There was absolutely no awkwardness in his movements. The beautiful arms and calves that had been tightly closed made Yahya feel more sultry. This young man had trouble swallowing his saliva. His body responded to the simple movements Iqlima made.

Tall-in.

The room bell rings. Iqlima turned towards yahya who had been observing him. He who was near the door quickly lowered his sleeves and pants and began to step up to open the door.

“Iqfive!” Call Yahya with a tangled face.

“Ya?”

“You want to come out with such a stupid look?! Move!!” Hardik Yahya was upset. Iqlima. He saw how it looked. Iqlima shuffled back with a sad heart. Yahya replaced him open the door, the hotel attendant came to deliver them food.

Iqlima quickly took back the game. He went into the bathroom to change his clothes. Are these pajamas ugly, huh? Iqlima looked sadly at his reflection in the mirror. Just the first day she had failed to please her husband. He failed to be a good wife. Iqlima rubbed his suddenly wet eyes.

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Mary wept when she realized that she had been used as a tool to trap Yahya and Iqlima. The woman who already has a child is just awakened from her long sleep. Mary fainted in the middle of the road. Some people took him to nearby homes.

“Nak, where are you going these nights? You fainted a long time ago. Your body is also hot, you should rest first here tonight” The house owner's mother greeted Maryam who seemed to rush up with tears.

“Thank you for helping me ma'am, but I have to go back. My son is definitely looking for me!” Maryam wiped her tears.

I have to take my son and meet Rani to hold him accountable! Mumbled Maryam. If time could be repeated, Maryam would not have told Iqlima to wait in her hometown.

“Bu, what is the fate of the men and women who were caught last afternoon? They're not mass judged are they, ma'am?” Mary asked worriedly.

“They had to be married. Reportedly khalwat. But I don't know the details either. Try later you ask with other residents” Maryam nodded then went saying goodbye. He must immediately take Nyak Agam and meet Rani.

“Maryam...” Just stepped a few steps, someone has called him.

“You're Maryam right?”

“why are you here?” Rafi frowned.

“I should have asked why you're here! This is my mother's hometown!”

“Oh... I studied at the mosque of Sheikh Abdur Rauf. Come inside! I'll drop you off!” Maryam who once put her heart to Rafi directly climbed into the man's car. He sumringah, at least by joining Rafi's car can shorten the time to clear up misunderstandings.

“Dek Noor how are you?” Maryam was shocked. After a long time passed, Rafi was still thinking about Iqlima.

“Iqlima alright” Sahut Maryam fast.

“Dek Noor took college where? What majors?”

“Not yet, he said this year will take up economics or law school!” Sahut Maryam flat.

“Wow... I know he's capable!” Maryam smiled forced to respond to Rafi's words.

“Hopefully he enrolled in law school because I will also be taking a law master's program this year. Ah, he will definitely be a cool partner to argue with!” Rafi nodded happily.

“Mar..”

“Ya?”

“Meeting with you tonight I consider the path of Allah” Maryam raises her head.

“Palan from Allah?”

“Yes, as a way from God to reunite me with Dik Noor!” Sahut Raafi was stirring up his thoughts.

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Iqlima came out of the bathroom after replacing his pajamas with the best gamis. This girl directly climbed onto the bed and enveloped her entire body without daring to look towards Yahya.

“I've ordered food for you!” Yahya chewed his food. He did not have to wait for Iqlima to finish his dinner.

“Iqlima is sleepy. The food please just put it in the refrigerator, tomorrow can be heated” Sahut Iqlima from under the blanket.

Yahya starts to open the shirt and leaves a white shirt on his body. This young man followed Iqlima lying on the bed after cleansing his body and performing his prayers.

“Dik...” Call Yahya slowly.

“Dik Ima's..”

“Hm..”

“Wake up..” Yahya gently patted the shoulder of Iqlima who was behind him. Iqlima turned to face Yahya. Aware of their distance being too close, Iqlima blinked his eyes. Nervous.

“Bang Yahya want what?”

Yah.. Why does that question have to come out of your mouth? The grumbling heart of Yahya.

“I... I want to kiss you!” Yahya Sahut is clear. This young man instantly thinned their distance and pressed his lips against Iqlima's lips. Just stick. Not more. Just a few seconds. Iqlima's eyes immediately rounded perfectly. His breath seemed to stop. His heart was like a drum that had been pierced. Her first sudden kiss was with a man she called her husband. Iqlima.

“You haven't prayed, have you? Prayers just slept!” Tell Yahya to try to speak as calmly as possible.

“A... I'm menstruating again..” Sahut Iqlima. His white skin could not lie that his face was now meeting red.

“Ooh...” Yahya turns his back on Iqlima. This girl jumped into the bathroom. He saw the glass rubbing his lips. Iqlima smiled remembering her kiss of a few seconds. This girl sumringah. The sad feeling that he had previously felt over Yahya's piercing words immediately evaporated, lost somewhere. This teenage girl felt a different atmosphere. He covered his face with both palms.

After Iqlima left for the bathroom, Yahya immediately stretched his body. He squeezed his shirt. His heart was also beating irregularly. His body feels more and more stifled. I don't know what Yahya's thinking right now. Obviously, he won't be able to sleep well tonight.

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