Love In Do'A(Sequel Heart Kink Raisya)

Gratified

When entering the car, Naila did not want to sit in front with her husband, she preferred to sit in the middle seat with her two children.

In the new understanding, apparently his wife is currently sulking again.

"The feeling all day, a lot of my trials. Turns out being a good-looking person doesn't taste good either." Inner Salman.

Not long after, they arrived home. Arya welcomes her parents and brother.

"Mas, this is your snack!" Ayla and Alya. Although Arya is her sister, Alya is more comfortable calling her Mas.

"Mom, I'm tired! Titip kids huh?"

"Yes, Nai!"

Naila passed away to her room. Seeing the look on the daughter-in-law's face that looks moody, Ajeng tried to ask.

"Salman's son, sorry I didn't want to interfere, but I'm a parent who just wants to mediate. Do you guys have a problem?"

"Eh Mother, no! Understandably, pregnant women again badmood, hehe..."

"Hem yes, it seems so! But Naila is easily persuaded, isn't it?"

"It's true, Mom! But for now just leave him alone! Maybe he's tired of coming with me all day, Mom."

"Yes, Son!"

Salman chose to play with his fish in the aquarium.

While in the room, Naila was upset by herself. There is nothing wrong with Salman. It's just that he got carried away with his own feelings.

The voice of the Maghrib Adhan, Naila went into the bathroom and wudhu'. Not long after, Salman entered his room. He saw his wife wearing a face and went down to the musholla.

Salman immediately changed the sarong and wudhu'. He followed Naila down. They prayed together as usual. Naila teaches Alya and Ayla. Salman taught Dhani and Arya.

"Although marahan, but you are still carrying out your duties as parents, may Istiqomah in kindness." said AJeng.

Finished teaching them to wait for the prayer time and return to pray together. As usual, Naila kissed the back of her husband's hand, as did her children.

They continued eating together. Although still there, Naila continues to serve her husband. It's just that he's more efficient at talking.

After putting his three children to sleep, it was time to go to bed. Naila immediately lay on her bed after ablution'. But Salman is still at home sitting on the balcony of his room while playing games from his cellphone.

Naila peeked at her husband, but she still had the prestige to reprimand him first. Finally he tried to close his eyes.

But he can't sleep either. He pretended to cough to grab Salman's attention. But Salman still did not budge in his place.

"Basic is insensitive! The wife is even dicuekin!" Lirih Naila's.

Naila got up and stomped her feet. Because it was too tight, he finally sprained.

"You!" Pekik Naila's.

Sontak Salman was surprised and looked to the source of the voice. He immediately approached Naila.

"Mi, what's wrong with you?"

"Sakiits!" Naila held the soles of her feet.

Without saying much, Salman held Naila up and placed her on the bed.

"Wait, I'll get the sales first!"

Salman picked up the ointment in a P3K box located in the drawer of his front bedroom closet.

"Can't you do it anyway, Mi?" Ask Salman while applying the ointment.

"Yes can!" Ketus answer.

"What's the answer? You're like an PMS guy, Mi! Is this not our baby's? Oh this, from the stomach, have dared to be with Abinya!"

Naila was insinuated by the words of Salman. He just realized, what happened to him was actually just because of his own feelings. Now his eyes are beginning to glaze over."

"Abii.. hiks..."

"Lha, how are you crying? I was wrong, Mi?"

Naila shook her head.

"Kok you cry? Have I snapped at you, Mi?"

Naila shook her head again.

"I'm wrong, By! My son is not wrong either! Sorry, By!"

Naila hugged her husband's belly, as Salman was standing.

"Sstt.. already, already, don't cry kasian the later sad as well!"

"What the hell are you, Mi? If there is something bad in your heart, just say it! Didn't we promise to open up to each other?"

Salman wiped away Naila's tears.

"You're not getting married again, are you, By?

Salman shakes.

"Not gonna beat me up, is it?"

Salman is back.

"It wouldn't be tempting with another woman, would it?"

"By, it's serious to be narcissistic!"

"You're making gemes!" Salman pinched both of Naila's cheeks.

"It hurts, By! Just kissed!"

"The ten are spoiled!"

Salman kissed Naila's cheeks and even kissed her forehead and lips.

"Have something as sweet as this, why look for something else? It must be the same!"

"I'm sorry, By?"

"Hem, I'm sorry! But on one condition!"

"What?"

Salman whispered in Naila's ear. Making Naila's cheeks red as a boiled crab.

"Where, okay?"

Naila nodded in agreement.

In accordance with her husband's terms, Naila also did. They play the horses, with Naila's position on top. He enjoys his role as a horse jockey. Salman groaned favorably as he got to the top first.

"Yes, By! Don't add any more! Afraid that our child will be in the stomach why-why!"

"Yes, Mi! Thanks for tonight!"

Salman peeps at his wife's forehead. After cleaning up, the two slept well.

Next Day.

Salman invites Naila to come to the head office. Naila refused it. Today Naila wants to be needed.

"Don't want to come, Mi?"

"No, By!"

"But don't get angry no more?"

"Yes, I believe in you!"

"Well, I'm leaving first!"

All three of Salman's sons kissed the back of Abinya's hand. Same with Naila.

"Da.dah.., Abiii!" Said Salman's three children waving their hands.

They drove Abinya to the front. Salman returned their hand.

"Having you is a great gift in my life, then how can I hurt you? Many women were chasing me before I became what I am now, yet I ignored them. What else now, why would I respond to them? Only a man who does not know his luck and is less grateful can hurt his family. I've learned loyalty from my father. May You always set my heart, Lord." Inner Salman.

Salman drove his car at a moderate speed. He tuned the sholawat music that is currently viral.

Thohirul qolbi

Naqiyyu dzaakirun

Musthofas shofi

Sholah a'laihillah

Akhlaaquhu

Subhaana man Sawwah's

Huwa qudrotii ya habiibii

Wada'watun najaah

Yes Rosuulallah

Yes habiballah

Facts of lanaa naqoohu

Nad-uu'ka ya Robbah

Shalli wasaallim

Daaiman a'badan

A'la habibika khayri

Halqi 2X

Salman chants the sholawat he listens to. And he did not even reach his office.

Seriate.....

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Thank you for always being there and giving support to my sister

See you again...