I'm Not Taking It Again

SAH

Today is the wedding day of Dirga and Niar. A week earlier they had been pinging. Where the bride and groom should not meet first. And they can meet on H day at the wedding ceremony.

Marriage is very simple. Only attended by relatives and close relatives. Because the big event will be held in Jakarta.

Dirga has rented a plane to bring all Niar families in Malang to fly to Jakarta.

Dirga's heart was really pounding very fast. He had indeed memorized his Kabul ijab but, still nervous he felt.

"Swimming, Son. You must be good at saying it" Septi said.

"Don't say five minutes, but nervous all day," Kenan added.

Kenan is a childless widower. He was left for eternity by his wife when his marriage was just one year old.

They arrived at Niar's house. Dirga looks very handsome wearing all-white clothes and skullcap. He is flanked by Septi and also Deri. Greeted by Mr. Khorun and Ms. Sari.

Dirga has faced with the ruler. Just waiting for Niar to come out of his room. A very beautiful white woman flanked by Ara and also Bu Sari made Dirga bewitched, not blinking to look at Niar. Niar just lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Is Dirga Anggara's brother ready?" ask penghulu.

"Ready." Everyone smiled proudly at Dirga.

Mr. Khorun who will marry his daughter directly to Dirga. Mr. Khorun started shaking Dirga's hand.

"I marry and marry you, Dirga Anggara bin Deri Prakarsa with my daughter Niara Andhiny bint Akhmad Khorun with a dowry of one hundred grams of gold paid in CASH."

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Niara Andhiny bint Akhmad Khorun with the dowry CASH."

Some witnesses to the marriage of Dirga and Niar also said SAH made everyone say Alhamdulillah. Dirga and Niar smiled happily and their eyes were already teary.

Now, it's time for Niar to kiss Dirga's hand. And now, Dirga kissed Niar's forehead very deeply. They feel real happiness. After five years of separation, they are finally reunited with the bond of marriage.

Dirga and Niar welcome invited guests from the Niar family. Niar's tired face has been seen for too long standing and using high heels.

"You tired?" Niar just nodded.

Dirga clasped Niar's hand and kissed him inside. "Today I'm so happy. You are completely mine" said Dirga.

"I'm the same Ay, I'm very lucky to be a wife of Dirga Anggara." They looked at each other with their hands held together.

"Perfect," said the photographer who turned out to take candid photos of the bride and groom.

After nearly three hours of welcoming non-stop guests. Finally, this married couple could enter their room to rest.

"Geez, it hurts," Niar added while removing the high heels he used.

"Uh, blisters," he said.

Dirga immediately brought Niar's body bridal style and sat Niar on the bed.

"Let me treat." Dirga took the medicine box and smeared the ointment on Niar's scuffles.

"Don't wear shoes first, the blisters will get worse." Niar nodded.

"I take a shower, yeah." Dirga kissed Niar's forehead before going to the bathroom.

While waiting for her husband to come out of the bathroom. Niar cleaned the makeup that was stuck on his face. And took off all the accessories that were on his head.

Busily dismantling the decoration on his head, Niar did not realize that Dirga had already come out of the bathroom. And slowly approaching towards him hugged Niar from behind.

"Dad."

"A moment, my wife" he said.

"You feel it, honey?" Niar nodded.

Dirga turned over Niar's body, kissing his wife's cherry-red lips. The warming kiss turned overwhelming. A sigh came out of Niar's lips. And Dirga's property has been stiffened.

Dirga released her kiss, rubbing Niar's lips with her thumb. "You have to rest, in two hours we will fly to Jakarta. I don't want to see you exhausted" said Dirga.

There was a sense of disappointment in Niar's heart because Dirga did not continue his activities. Hold it again and again. But they are legal to be a couple.

"I took a shower, yeah."

Dirga really could not stand it, he immediately drank water that was on the nightstand. He cannot be selfish. If, he did so now then the reception was threatened with cancellation. It was certain Niar would not be able to walk.

As usual, Niar came out using only a kimono towel. Dirga had prepared clothes for him.

"Here, Yang." Niar climbed onto the bed and hugged Dirga's body from the side.

They just hugged and kissed. That's all they do. "Well, don't you want it?" asked Niar who had now released his lips.

"I really want to, honey. But I also cannot be selfish. We will soon have to go to Jakarta. I don't want to make you sick and tired either" he replied with a smile.

"I don't want to rush anything, honey. We enjoy it slowly. Until the time comes we can unite our bodies with passionate love."

Niar hugged Dirga's body. Dirga became a husband who took care of his wife. Millions of gratitude always Niar said because he had been given a companion to life like Dirga.

At 16:30 Dirga and Niar are ready. They brought nothing. Only the dowry and all the handouts that the Dirga family brought with them. Because Dirga had everything ready there.

"Yes, time to wear flip flops," he protested.

"That's your leg blisters, Yang. Not tomorrow night with heels again. Nothing ain't gonna happen nobody's gonna see, Yang."

Niar followed Dirga's orders, he got a lot of advice from the mother to be a good wife and obey the words of the husband.

Kenan and Nindy just shook their heads when they saw this couple in front of them like a trailer.

"Bikin's envious," murmured Nindy.

"Lecture was right" said the father.

Many eyes were looking towards Dirga and Niar. Especially seeing Niar who only uses flip-flops. But, carrying expensive branded bags. Make poor souls who see thrashing.

On the plane, Niar and Dirga continued to hold each other. The world as it belongs to both of them. Everyone just smiled towards the newlyweds.

At the airport, they were picked up by a bus. Except, Dirga and Niar were picked up by Dirga's private car. They all headed for a luxury hotel in Jakarta. For Dirga and Niar room is a sweet room.

"Tired," said Niar who had sat himself on the sofa.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Dirga. Because all day he and Niar have not eaten anything. Their tiredness makes them no appetite.

"I want Sei's cow, Ay." Dirga sat beside Niar and placed Niar's head on his shoulder.

"Choose what you want" Dirga said, handing her phone to Niar.

After everything was ordered, Dirga looked at Niar with a mischievous look. Especially now that Niar has opened the blezer. And only use tank tops and hot pants.

Dirga pulled Niar's chin, kissed Niar's warm lips which had now become opium for him. He also*tnya, menhis*p and also memberssenkan Niar's mouth. Niar's hands were already coiled around Dirga's neck and Dirga's lips had already dropped down. Tracing every inch of Niar's white neck, leaving a trail of possession at every step of Dirga's lips.

Dirga's hands have touched the front area. His hand came to a halt when the sound of knocking on the door sounded. Yes, the food courier has arrived and delivered the food ordered by them.

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