In the Virgin Room, Married Duda

In the Virgin Room, Married Duda
Whatever Brother



Chequelek


I opened the bathroom door handle and I came out of it after a few minutes I cleaned myself and neutralized my heartbeat after the bang Dika helped me unbutton my dress. I am so ashamed that only this time there was a man who saw me without a hijab and also saw my body even though it was only on the back. I was so agitated when I felt the accidental touch of Dika bang while unbuttoning my dress so much.


As soon as I came out of the bathroom, I saw bang Dika had fallen asleep on the soft mattress. His eyes closed and I slowly approached the bed with red rose petals. It seems like bang Dika was really asleep when I heard the fine snoring just escaped from her mouth.


"Where am I sleeping?"


I saw that there was no sofa in the hotel, there was only a carpet that stretched out as the base of the room, then I took a pillow and chose to sleep on the carpet alone, even though I did not use a blanket.


I close my eyes and hope I go to sleep because I am tired.


The POV


I stared at the ceiling of the hotel room, this room was supposed to be occupied by a pair of newlyweds who would spend a long night full of love, but instead ended up running away. I had no other choice, because everything happened.


I heard the door handle would open, I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Nowhere else, not even a sofa, I was forced to sleep on a bed of red rose petals that should have been a silent witness of two loves fused together into one.


I open my eyes and I don't see Dinda beside me.


deg!


"Is Dinda sleeping on the floor??" my mind*


"Eeemmm,,," She pretended to groan like a waking person. Then he sat down and looked for Dinda


"Dinda,,,?"


Dinda got up and sat down and looked at Dika who was looking for her


"What's the bang?"


"You slept on the floor?! go up, this bed is so big we can give a separator in the middle. The air is so cold you catch a cold"


"Dinda can't sleep downstairs...."


Dinda's face immediately turned tense


"Just calm down, you won't touch you if that's what you're afraid of. His brother sleeps with him, let's go upstairs" said Dika slowly


Dinda shook her head in fear that if they had to one bed with Dika even though they were married, everything could happen, no one could guarantee, let alone they were halal.


"Yes if you are afraid. Let brother sleep on the carpet. You sleep on top"


Dika took a pillow and slept on the other side of the bed, so that the bridal bed was empty. Dinda felt strange with Dika's attitude, but Dinda also could not deny if she could not sleep if the air was too cold as it is now and just carpeted without a thick blanket. Then Dinda went up to the bed and turned her back to Dika.


"I should be happy tonight, but only disappointment I get" Dinda cried before closing her eyes


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The sound of the morning prayer rumbles, Dinda opens her eyes and sees the figure of Dika who just finished praying, maybe Sunnah prayer.


"You want a couple?" tanya Dika looked back when she heard the movement from Dinda, then Dinda nodded and immediately went from the bed to the bathroom, not long after Dinda came out and he saw a white face on the bed. Then Dinda took the face and performed her dawn service with her husband for the first time.


"As for Brother" replied Dinda flatly while tidying up her things


"Yes, you order the go car later to bring your belongings, you do not have a car" said Dika


Then Dika invites Dinda to enjoy breakfast prepared by the hotel. Dinda and Dika do not talk much, nor do they want to get close to each other or get to know each other. Both of them focused only on the dishes in front of them. After finishing eating, Dika and Dinda got out of the hotel and headed to Dika's house.


About 30 minutes away, the online car that is riding both have arrived at a minimalist house type 49. The two then go down and Dika helps Dinda pull her suitcase inside


"Please enter" said Dika as he went inside first and invited Dinda to enter


"Assalamualaikum" said Dinda


"Wa'alaikumsalam"Jawab Dika


Dinda looked around the living room it looks neat, not many objects are there but it looks so nice if living in the house.


"There are 3 rooms, one guest room but it's turned into a work room Brother, there's a master room, and next to that there's Fatih's room, you,,,,,"


"Same Linda Fatih bang"


"Oh, yeah, no problem"


Then Dika pulled Dinda's suitcase and took her to Fatih's room.


"You can rest, maybe Fatih afternoon will be escorted here, Brother came out for a while to the place of RT sir" said Dika who quickly left Dinda.


Dinda saw the whole room Fatih is very typical of boys' rooms. Lots of toys and pictures of cars, on the walls of his room. Dinda already knew that Dika had a son named Al Fatih Mahardika, because every Dinda invited Dimas to his parents' house, there Dinda played with Fatih Dimas' nephew. Dinda also likes Fatih, his adorable behavior, with unclear babble makes Dinda like the child.


Then Dinda cleaned her suitcase and she just remembered that their dirty clothes were in another bag that was still in the front room.


After taking care of her clothes, Dinda took the bag and carried it to the back, where there was a washing machine and also an empty clothesline. Not waiting at the order, Dinda washed her clothes and also Dika's at the same time. Leaving the machine still grinding clothes, Dinda walked towards the kitchen. He saw the clock show at 10 am, then Dinda opened the refrigerator and saw there were food ingredients that could be cooked. Dinda picked up the groceries and cooked something for their lunch later.


Long enough Dika was at home RT sir to report if there are new residents in the complex, Dika also had a little chat with RT sir and after that Dika pamit.


Arriving at home, Dika's steps stopped in front of the door when he smelled the aroma of cooking that was very appetizing. Then Dika entered slowly towards the kitchen and he saw Dinda who was in front of the stove and some food was already on the table.


Dika's steps were stifled when she saw Dinda who was still so focused on her cooking.


"She,, good girl"


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Vote where nihhhh make bang Dika and Dinda ๐Ÿค—


Maybe gini kali yahh his house Dika hehe๐Ÿ˜€