HUSBAND BECOMES REALITY

WET HAIR

after finishing the bath Zafir then approached the wife who was still on her bed, since Ustadz Zafir entered the bathroom Ayra was stunned by what she was doing, She felt embarrassed for fear of being caught by the neighbors if her husband finished playing with her

"Here, she said" she told her husband she called her husband to come to her.

"what's up, honey...? "take a walk to Ayra and sit by the bed

"Hair mask should not be still wet, right zara shy mas , cook her hair tightly Mas is still wet, the clock is as soon as again" he said while taking a towel in the hands of Ustad Zafir, well the hairdryer does exist But because the time is up and must immediately leave then Ustadz zafir does not turn on the hair dryer, Iya just wipe his hair with a towel that he usually uses after bathing.

"hahaha .. You are-there is dear, ashamed of who else why are you ashamed, right whose hair is wet and why is Dinda ashamed? "

"Yes, if his hair is wet, if we are already that, Zara will not feel good with others especially later certainly a lot of our fathers and neighbors who will be present there" said Ayra while rubbing her husband's hair slowly

"they certainly understand dear, we are still newlyweds" said Zafir fondly while taking the towel that Ayra held

"we have been married for 5 months, not the newlyweds anymore" Ayra told her husband

"loh says who is not a newlywed, let alone still 5 months, 5 years is still a newlywed his name dear" smiled very handsome, if there is no meeting , it will definitely Ayra fight again🤭

"can't that be? not that the name of the new chemanten is only one month and two months, huh mas?" now ustdz Zafir has combed his hair a little dry, after it was rubbed a towel pack by Ayra.

"the newlywed, yes depending on the bride dear, if he still considers the new yes keep new, there will be no such thing as an old bride or rust" Ayra mlongo

" yes yes already yes dear Mas depart ya daaa assalamualaikum" said ustad Zafir then stepped out of the house to the meeting place, there everyone invited has come all just waiting for ustadz Zafir,

he said his greetings when he got there and was answered simultaneously by the pilgrims who were there after several points were delivered the meeting was declared completed it seems that it is now s 22.00 more hours, after the meeting was over Zakir resigned to say goodbye to all of them and they all understood the situation of Ustadz Zafir who had to quickly rest, and they all understood, because he woke up in the morning blind before dawn even sometimes since 02.00 was awake and working all day so there is no time for lunch break.

after the departure of Ustadz Zafir some of the fathers are still left there and talk with others "uh sir Jono, just saw not his hair ustaz zafir seems a bit wet ya"

"doesn't you like that in bed..? emang Ustadz is the one who likes it that way..?"yadi said to Jono

"hehehehe yes also I also like soan, anyone would like that yes sir Nardi "ask again on the neighbor who is still next to him

"i don't follow Mr. Jono and Yadi it's up to you" said Nardi

" ah sir Nardi is not cool, cook does not want gossip the same we "said Yadi

"eh Yadi why do you like to gossip, you are a man like a woman just his words," said Nardi

"eh do not think that women who like to gossip about the bed of Mr. Nardi, men also really like let alone the hot-hot ones yes not jay sir ..?" ask for support from others

"know ah, the Yadi if it's like this we should realize him, like his brain has been traveling everywhere" said the man named Jay

"that's why Yadi was looking for another wife, maybe the Yadi was the same kangen who was as cool as ever, it's been almost a year already he separated from his wife" the chatter of those who were still there widened and no longer talked about wet hair ustdz Zafir, but even to other things, he said,

while Ayra had been waiting for her husband who had not reached home at 22:15, she moved restlessly because she could not close her eyes since then, Ayra was used to hug and breathe the scent of her husband fragrant musk, she so can not sleep if there is no husband" mas Tama where ya? how did blum come home?the cooking isn't done yet...?" he said as he continued to turn his body back on the bed.

after a few seconds, the sound of the door being opened with a greeting typical of the husband, Ayra even pulled the blanket and he pretended to have fallen asleep

"Assalamualaikum, dear , thank God you've been sleeping." said ustdz Zafir who thought that Ayra had really slept, he laid himself beside his wife after opening the shirt and leaving only his sarong and tee shirt, ustdz Zafir used to wear a sarong while sleeping and did not use a nightgown like most people.

Ayra who just pretended to sleep smiled quietly," alas, thank God the first meeting with the santri guardians went well, may I be tired of being lillah dear" he said preparing to sleep and closed his eyes, he said, but a moment later before he really fell asleep the wife even kissed her all, now it's the turn of ustdz Zafir who pretended to have slept,he did not budge even in the palpable and kissed by his wife, ustdz Zafir felt amused and also already ON but still closed his eyes, Ayra now turned to his neck and chest, and now he has closed his eyes, ustdz Zafir could no longer pretend that he was supporting Ayra below him and doing the same thing that Ayra had done, even more so than Ayra, ustdz Zafir always gives satisfaction first to the wife then he barged into the goal after the wife satisfied with their love, because according to ustadz Zafir, the satisfaction of the wife is more important than the satisfaction of the husband, the satisfaction of the husband, because a wife is always trying to provide the best service for her husband, while the husband sometimes does not pay attention to what the wife wants, because most women always want to be understood without explaining it all, and it is the husband who must be able to keep up with the game so that the relationship remains lasting, harmonious and happy.

Ayra was so very happy with the treatment of her husband who understood her very well, even to the most in her tribe.