Love Ordinary Girl "Alya"

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Alya sat in front of the dressing table. He combed his wet hair while daydreaming about the touch of Raikhan's lips. A warm and thrilling touch, which he felt as it hit right on his lips.

"Yes Robb...., is this the name of true love..?? I take care of all that You give me, only to be touched by one man, my husband..."

"Yes Robb..., could it be that my heart is already open to him? This vibration is really great in the flavor niche..." Alya whispered in her heart while still combing her beautiful hair.

Unknowingly, the husband who was being daydreamed was already standing behind her.

The man looked even more handsome with his hair still wet.

Raikhan kissed the top of his head lovingly. There was an increasingly strong vibration felt by Alya.

"Darling.., your beautiful hair is so fragrant... Here I help you comb it...!"

"Ti.no need Mas... It's over kog.."

"You're nervous Yank...?"

"I.ltya.. The kiss that arrived2 made me like this..." Alya answered innocently.

"Pff.tt.., hhaha... Dear God, that's what makes you nervous. That's not what2, honey..." Raikhan blinked his eyes, as if he was flirting with his wife.

"What the fuck is Mas sich..." Alya's face turned red like a boiled crab.

Raikhan sat down in front of his wife.

"Yank.., comb my hair to make it more handsome..!!" Although her face still looks red, Alya still grants the husband's wish.

"Hmmm...., okay, Mas....!!" Alya began to comb the husband's hair.

He stared at Raikhan's face.....

"Yes..."

"Yes...., what's the matter, honey??"

"Watching your face this.., honestly I am am amused myself..."

"Mmm..., is my face funny..??" Raikhan turned his face, and looked at the wife.

"Hhhhaaha.., O Allah... Swear I want to laugh if you remember that time...."

"You mean Yank...?" Raikhan frowned.

Alya summarized the face of the husband with her two tiny palms.

"Mas..., when I was in high school, I used to joke with my best friend, Vita. He once asked the type of man who was the criteria of an Alya, what kind...??"

"Keep your answer what is Yank..?" Raikhan asked as if he wanted to know.

"Hahhhaha... Actually this doesn't make sense..."

"Hmmm.., it seems like the answer that Darling gave Vita is very interesting..."

"Huum Mas's... Actually I answered Vita's question. Maybe my answer was echoed by the angels, and now it's true...."

"I replied, the kind of guy I like is Korean actor Lee Min Ho....." Alya's laughter grew more and more, given the very fact of coincidence. The man who married her according to what was said when she was still sitting in high school, similar to Lee Min Ho... 😂

"Hhhhhaha.., O Allah Yankkkk... Does your husband look like Lee Min Ho..??"

"Yes.., if seen sich is similar to Mas... My only husband is not a Korean oppa, but a Javanese oppa.., pffffftttt..hhhhhahaha..."

Raikhan pinched Alya's nose in a fit of anxiety...

"Hmmm.., that means darling has liked me for a long time... Before we know each other..."

"Honey to be grateful.., means our prayers are actually the same, only time and way different...." Raikhan replied with a small laugh.

"Huum Mas.., maybe it was high school time because too ngefans the oppa, tucked in prayer may my handsome-faced soul mate like him..."

"It could be Yank... If your husband is interested in the innocence of an Alya, because he always behaves as is... Instantly tucked in every chant of prayer, may the girl be mine..." Raikhan looked at his wife closely.

"It turns out that the Most Love grants all my prayers and wishes. We are united in a lawful bond...."

"Mas... How big is your love? Until every prayer is said to Him to have your wife..."

"Honey, even very big.., when he found out that the girl already had a future husband, there was a terrible pain in the heart. But when I knew the lucky man was Bima, what I asked for in each prostration was no longer the hope of having you, but the plea for your happiness..."

"Until Allah wills otherwise, an accident took the life of a friend and lover of the girl I love. When you see the girl grieving, your husband feels the same way, Yank...."

"Here you are..., don't talk about Mas Abi anymore...!! I'm afraid I'm back hoping he's still around. And that false hope will again hurt my heart..." Alya's eyes looked teary.

"I'm sorry your husband, honey, I didn't mean to dig a wound..."

"Yes Mas... What I ask for, take care of me. Never leave your wife.... Alya is just a fragile girl, if without the backing of life...."

"Dear, I will always look after you and will never leave you..."

"Thank you..."

Alya hugged the husband who was still sitting in front of her. Raikhan returned the embrace of his wife.

After a moment of hugging, they slowly let go of each other, the eyes of the two of them clashed. There was an increasingly becoming vibration, felt by Raikhan and Alya. Their faces were getting closer, and the union of two lips was inevitable. The two men enjoyed each other's tenderness from the relationship.

Without removing the union of the two lips, Raikhan swiftly carrying the body of the wife.

Alya put her hands around her husband's neck.

Raikhan slowly laid his wife's body on the bed, and took off his kiss.

Raikhan's eyes looked at his wife with love, and vice versa... Alya also looked at the husband with the same gaze.

"Darling..., can I have you completely...??"

With trembling lips, Alya replied...

"Yes Mas... Have this wife of yours completely...!! I'm ready, M...."

Raikhan kissed his wife's forehead gently, and said a prayer before intercourse....

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After a long time of making love and feeling the first pleasure of enjoying the beautiful paradise of the world, their bodies wrapped in blankets.

Alya drowned her head in the chest of the field of the husband, with the fingers of the right hand moving as if forming a pattern2.

Raikhan showered his wife's hair with a warm kiss.

"Thank You Honey... Tonight I am very happy, having the most beautiful love and treasure that you have kept the sanctity of Al..."

"Huum Mas, I'm also very happy.., for handing it over only to you, my husband..."

"Darling.., I cleaned my body first huh..."

"Yes, yeah..." Alya raised her head and sat down slowly while enduring the pain she had left from touching her most beautiful treasure, for the first time.

Raikhan sat down, put on his clothes again, and kissed his wife's open back.

"Yank, put your clothes on again...!" Raikhan said softly, he took the scattered clothes of the wife and helped put them on.

"Thank you..." Said Alya with a sweet smile adorned in the lips.

"Same-sama Darling...." Raikhan kissed his wife's forehead lovingly.

The man got out of bed and set foot into the bathroom....

Tonight as a marker of the first experience that is very romantic, and will be the most beautiful memory, for the two people who have been united in a halal bond...... 💕