I'm Not a Wild Grass

First Night (POV Laila)

The next day..

I don't know, if making love turns out to be done many times in one night.

Flash back last night..

Last night, when Erlan carried me into the bedroom, I immediately reminded him to pray first.

I remember Nunik's message. If there are five forbidden times for a person to sleep.

The five times were: 1. No sleeping after meals, 2. It is forbidden to sleep between the time of ashar and maghrib, 3. It is forbidden to sleep after dawn prayers, 4. Sleep all day, and 5. Sleep before performing the isya prayer.

And I remember the fifth point.

If we immediately make love, then it will make us become a big hadats. And that means we have to take a shower.

Shower this night? Dihs. It is still better if we pray first. So we can be more calm making her love. Then we take a shower tomorrow morning after dawn. Isn't that better?

I showed my eyes to Erlan. Thank goodness he took my advice. Erlan excitedly pulled me into the bathroom. Then tell me to take ablution first.

Like an overjoyed child, Erlan observed me the entire time as I took ablution.

Feeling annoyed with the childish behavior of my husband, I occasionally splashed water towards him. Strange Erlan's not angry. He still steered the horse towards me.

After completing the ablution and prayer isya congregation, once I finished confirming the short prayer led by Erlan, I was immediately surprised by the behavior of my husband back.

With sudden and excessive enthusiasm, Erlan woke up and tidied the peci, sarong and prayer that he had used for prayer. Then, Erlan helped me get off my face in a hurry.

"Come, La! Scribbles!" Erlan said in a hurry.

"Ihihi. You're so funny, Yang. I was afraid to miss the train. We're both here now. So no need to rush is also okay." I said casually.

"You can relax! While I've been really excited from the beginning of our marriage, Yang!" Tukas Erlan while pushing me towards the bed.

"You're not romantic-romantic or anything like that, Yang?" I was rushed.

"Well, I'm not strong, my dear Laila. Can we stop talking now and go straight to the core activities?" Bring Erlan.

Erlan put me on a soft bed. Then he opened the outer shirt he was wearing. He only opened the top two buttons. Then pull his shirt up past his head.

When in the position of the hand raised that I can see the triceps and biceps of my husband that really attract these eyes. Err. I'm a muscle enthusiast. So as soon as I see a man who is a little muscular, inevitably I become amazed.

Thank goodness I now have a husband who has muscles that I admire. So I will satisfy my eyes with the look of my husband's own muscular flesh. It's obviously halal..

"Stop looking at me with such a hungry look, Yang. If you want us to warm up!" Erlan threatened.

I put my right foot on my left foot. With hands that are like chin-backed while still laying down.

"What am I worried about you like? Ge er!" I teased Erlan with my temperament that challenged her a little more courageously.

Erlan took off her trousers first. So now he only wears t-shirts and green colored bottle color pants.

'cabe ijo who wears color ijo. xixixi' thought I nyeleneh in the heart.

Erlan caught my chuckle. Until he asked.

I lay on my side facing Erlan. Then, with a sudden immediately sit on both legs.

Now my position is to sit on top of Erlan. And Erlan is under my control.

Ba dump's. Ba dump's.

'jeez! What the hell do you want, La? So pretentious to sit on top of your husband!' grumble to myself.

Erlan realized that I had suddenly become silent. Then he asked again.

"So laugh. Now even shut up. You're still my Laila right, Yang?" Erlan asked as she crossed her hands under her own head.

Erlan's movements make the triceps and biceps muscles in my husband's hands so that it is more plastered to be enjoyed by my two eyes. Unknowingly, I bit my lower lip a bit.

And, you know, Erlan changed our position so suddenly. So that I made him surprised because now my position is below him.

Slowly, both of our breaths were hunting. Netra are tied to each other, the increasingly irregular heart beat sounds jerking ears, being an introduction to the martyrdom between me and Erlan.

Before I became aware of what Erlan was doing later, my ears still had time to hear Erlan whispering softly.

"Don't talk. Let me find out for myself the answer." said Erlan later. before finally bringing me to the union of body and soul.

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Erlan asked me to make love as much.. two? Three times maybe? The first time it happened, it did hurt a bit.I can already anticipate it because I have often heard curses from some of my friends about their first night.

Then, in the middle of the night, Erlan again invited me to mum. And we do it again and again.

The last time Erlan woke me was at dawn. I am still sleepy because invited to play last night by his grumbling annoyed because disturbed from my sleep.

Because of that I didn't realize when Erlan came back to do it for the. I can only feel his pleasure. Without recalling how many times he made me dissolve in his candle bersin ta.

About five o'clock past, Erlan took me to the bathroom. Then bathe me gently. I, who was feeling very tired, finally let my husband do as he pleased. I only remember to read the junub prayer as Nunik had taught me before.

After taking a bath, Erlan dried my body with a towel. Then put me in a bra, ********* and also a pajama shirt that I deliberately brought from home.

Erlan did everything in silence and an unfettered smile was on her thin lips. It was only after it was finished that Erlan finally spoke.

"You take ablution and pray first, Yang. I'm changing to take a shower" Erlan said.

He then kissed um my forehead and lips briefly. Only then did I go back to the shower.

For a moment I noticed my husband's movements. Until his figure disappeared behind the curtains in the bathroom then I just woke up to take ablution.

When my feet stepped for the first time, I realized the discomfort I felt in my hose area. With a slow tiptoe step, I headed to the bathroom to take ablution.

While in my heart I was filled with my gratitude to God. Also the presence of consciousness that accompanies me suddenly is now. Now I am no longer my old self.

'i'm not a virgin anymore.' my sigh full of happiness.

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