Is God's Choice?

108. Returnees

🪻Morning of the day 🪻

Brayen has cleared the request from Kahfi. To tidy up the new home that Kahfi and Kia will inhabit today.

Kahfi asked Brayen for help to get people to clean up the new house he was going to live in after he got home from the hospital.

It just so happened that this afternoon Kahfi was able to go home. Some preparations were made by Brayen. Not to forget Rahma helped organize the new home of Kahfi and Kia according to the tastes of her beloved sister.

A king-size bed in the main room on the second floor for Kahfi and Kia, a special room to change clothes and some new gamis collection that Kahfi ordered specifically for his wife.

The living room is decorated with fresh flowers and a few balloons that say "Happy first wedding anniversary "

On the table arranged some parcels and gifts. While at the dining table has been arranged a variety of cakes and snacks and fruit that Tari prepared.

All family members prepare for their duties. A beautiful smile emanated from those involved in decorating the house of Kia and Kahfi, the beautiful smile was not spared from the division of duties of his beloved brother Razi.

All members of Mr. Hasby's family gathered at Kia and Kahfi's new home, not to forget Kia and Kahfi's close friends who gathered to welcome Kahfi and Kia back from the hospital. While the family of Mr. Mansyur pick up Kia and Kahfi in the hospital there are Yazid and Fatimah's brother.

In the hospital.

Kia put the stuff in the bag. Kahfi just stared from his right side. Kia was so hard at doing her work that Kahfi unconsciously kept staring at her earlier.

Kahfi's face sometimes smiled seeing his wife who was so painstakingly doing every job. But sometimes he feels sad to remember the incident last night.

Kia grabbed the clothes on Kahfi's bed that were still folded neatly. When Kahfi comes home she will wear it. Kahfi quickly caught Kia's tiny body. "The clothes want to wear so do not need to go into the bag yes, deck!" Instantly Kia fell silent and looked at Kahfi's hand that landed on Kia's back.

Kia was about to pull his hand but he paled. " Yes, mas." Yeah." Now the look turned to Kahfi's face. From yesterday Kia intends to shave clean mustache and beard that has made Kahfi face partially closed.

Kahfi noticed Kia's gaze. "The forest in the face of the mas is already bushy, deck!" Kia replied with a small smile at Kahfi's words.

Kia's eyes went around looking for objects that he had placed on the nightstand but he did not find the small blue objects. Kahfi's hand turned Kia's palm and placed the object in her hand. It was as if he knew what Kia was looking for. " Deck find this, right?" Kahfi smile. "May you ask me to clean up this forest!" Kahfi plays her two beads up and down telling Kia to clear her dense penile forest.

Kia smiled slightly and blinked both her eyes a sign of agreement. Kia slowly pulled her hand that was held by her husband. He sits on the right side of Kahfi's bed. Slowly he took a few sheets of dry tissue to make it a placemat so that the feathers to be trimmed did not hit Kahfi's clothes.

Kahfi was silent and ready to receive the service of his beloved wife. A smile spread across his face. Slowly Kia grabbed the water in the container and slipped the washcloth then rubbed it gently into Kahfi's face, not forgetting Kia applied cream to shave the hair on Kahfi's face. Kahfi resigned and always kept her little smile in front of Kia.

Kia's small hand slowly started cutting Kahfi's mustache. Kahfi was silent without a sound. "If anyone feels uncomfortable saying yes, mom!" Kia continued to do so painstakingly without seeing the expression on the husband's face.

Now the blue object is headed to the forest part of Kahfi's beard. "Don't wipe it all, baby!" Kia's head moved up and down the sign in agreement.

"Don't move much, mas!" Kia's words were not finished yet but the small knife hurt the bottom of her chin.

"Let's" Kahfi complained in pain, a little blood coming out of the razor.

Kia panicked because her hand accidentally injured part of her husband's face. "I'm sorry... Sorry for the." Kia looked for tissue and was about to wipe the blood.

But quickly Kahfi held Kia's hand. And made Kia speechless and her heartbeat felt irregular. Likewise with Kahfi who had earlier resisted the desire to kiss the face of the wife he had longed for. "Don't move, deck! Let the mas touch the smooth skin of the deck cheeks. The swish of blood on Kahfi's body flowed tickling the entirety of his body.

Kia was silent and her eyes were rounded when her red cherry was touched by the cherry that Kahfi had. Kahfi ******Kia cherries gently ignore the pain of the scars from the knife shave.

Kia's eyes closed, but her body again shook with her fear. Kahfi's hand still held Kia's cheeks and she slowly let go when she felt water drenching her cheek.

"Dec why!" Kahfi's question made Kia come to her senses from her memory of the events that disgusted her.

Kia was silent without answering. Now he held onto Kia's body tightly. He wants to provide warmth and comfort to his wife. Where when Kia felt afraid surely Kia asked that Kahfi embrace her tightly. Now without a request from Kia's mouth, Kahfi tightly embraced Pekanya and put Kia's head to the chest of his field.

Kia felt Kahfi's heart pounding irregularly. Kia's sobs broke in her husband's arms. "Cry dear! Maafin mas is not yet a good husband and protects the deck from something that scares the deck!" Lirih Kahfi while kissing the head of Kia.

Without excuse someone entered and saw the scene before his eyes. Yazid immediately beristigfar and closed the door of the room. Intended to see if Kia and Kahfi are neat and want to invite him to get out of the hospital. Because Yazid has taken care of all the administration and all the affairs in the hospital.

Kahfi realized Yazid's arrival and asked him to go straight outside with a gesture from his lips. Yazid shut the door.

"O Allah, in the morning, my eyes have been tarnished, my soul has thrashed!" Oceh Yazid closed the door. And just sit in the waiting chair.

Brother Fatimah who came from the direction of taking drugs, immediately made astonished at the behavior of the youngest brother who looks strange. "Why are you, Zid? Rich as I see ghosts!" Fatimah's sister was about to open the door but was forbidden by Yazid.

"Don't. Don't go in yet, brother. There are things that cannot be disturbed!" Yazid.

"A scene that can't be disturbed?" Brother Fatimah frowned.

"Udah brother don't disturb mas bro same sister Kia" Yazid tore her body down on the chair.

"Ooh! Did you see them, right? So the speed of completing your lecture and then immediately find the idol of the idol of the heart so that your zombie soul does not wriggle the rota." Fatimah sat next to Yazid with a satisfied smile.