Love of a Ustadz

First Experience

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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In the morning, Ustadz Azmi was shocked. He saw patches of blood mixed with fluid on the white sheets. He then approached Dea. He did not wake Dea at dawn, because Dea was exhausted last night.

"Grand ...Deck..."

"Hmm, still sleepy mas."

"God wake up baby, I want to ask you." Ustadz Azmi stroked the soft cheeks of Dea.

"Ask what?" Dea woke up from her sleep, letting Ustadz Azmi stroke her cheek.

"This is Adek's first experience, why not say the same? What pain?" ask ustadz Azmi worried.

"Ihh, what the fuck? I come to nightclubs a lot, but I only drink. I'm still keeping my honor." Dea Sewot.

"I'm sorry. Where does it hurt? Do I need to see a doctor?"

"No need, only last night I felt sick and sore. But I'm ashamed to cry, anyways I asked first. So no problem" Dea smiled shyly. Last night's events always revolve around his head.

"Goodbye, I made you the first one. This was also the first experience for the mas," ustadz Azmi kissed Dea's forehead.

Dea nodded, "Yes. Have you ever dated?"

"Never Deck."

"But I used to like someone, right?" ask Dea to make sure.

"No dear, I was always busy teaching at the school. You can't even date, you want to date after marriage. Like this." Answer ustadz Azmi.

"Oh, so my teacher. But how can you have a home?"

"Mas Nabung Dek, to buy a house. Mas have sustenance too, if Adek want to buy what mas alsoin."

Dea shook her head, then she looked at the face of Ustadz Azmi. "I still have money. I'm gonna take a shower first."

"Why aren't my clothes downstairs?" asked Dea glaring her eyes.

"Mas already ready many clothes same hijab at home, so Adek clothes stay here only. For now, Adek wear clothes that have been prepared on the bed." Answer ustadz Azmi.

"I'm tired wearing a kegian mas shirt" cried Dea.

"Adek, now it's my wife. All this for the good of Adek too," Ustadz Azmi approached Dea. Who still uses towels.

"I don't want to wear this shirt" Dea threw away his face.

Ustadz Azmi took the shirt and handed it to his wife. "Use the Deck first, you'll get used to it."

Dea pulled the rough shirt out of the hands of Ustadz Azmi. And then go into the bathroom.

"Dek don't be angry, I've cleaned all Adek's stuff." Ustadz Azmi said he saw his wife, out of the bathroom.

"Hm. Come on out, bring me my suitcase." Pinta Dea's.

"Wait for the Deck, wear the hijab first. Here let's put it on."

Dea rolled her eyes lazily, with a heavy heart she drew closer to ustadz Azmi.

Ustadz Azmi wears a pasmina hijab on his wife. Sometimes he smiles there is a funny taste, and also happy. Little by little Dea will get used to it.

"Well, if you go to the gini Adek more beautiful." ustadz Azmi smiled widely. Until his dimples are clear.

"Well, did you have dimples, huh?" Dea touching the cheeks ustadz Azmi.

"Yes, Adek just realized it was." Ustadz Azmi held Dea's hand, which narrows her cheek.

Dea pulled her hand, then she looked at her appearance in the mirror.

"Where do you want to wear a hijab?" ask Dea wonder.

"From Yuli." Answer ustadz Azmi.