Marriage Becomes Love

Chapter 58 Make Baby

Rayhan led Ashila to a round table with two chairs facing each other, on the table a candle was left lit, two tall glasses and some fresh flower arrangements were placed in a transparent bottle pot, as well as some red rose petals that were sown just like that.

"Judah we sit down, yuk." Rayhan pulled out a chair to have Ashila sit in and pulled out his own chair. Uhhh! The romance.

Rayhan clapped his hands twice hinting to the waitresses to bring him the food Rayhan had ordered earlier.

Soon, the three waitresses brought and served food on the table, the food that reached the full table made Ashila not believe, who would eat this much food?.

"Mas, isn't this an exaggeration?"

"No, sweetie."

"But it's a lot of food, who eats it?"

"Well you eat what you want, the rest can be given to others."

"Yes, you really are."

"Honey, before we eat, I want to say something to you first."

"By the way, Mom."

Rayhan held Ashila's hand.

"Happy brithday, My wife. I know, I should have said this on the thirteenth…

"Keep why don't you say that time," cut Ashila fast.

"I'm not done talking, you cut it off, right away" Rayhan said.

"Hee.. I'm sorry, Mom, abis I'm spilling over with you, everyone's on congratulating me, but you…"

"That's why I was horrified first." Rayhan immediately cut Ashila's speech.

"Yes I was horrified" Ashila said as she looked at Rayhan seriously.

"So I really want to give you this surprise on your birthday while expressing my feelings for you, but because of the misunderstanding, everything failed miserably."

"I don't think you know my birthday, Mom."

"Whatever I don't know about you, your number is all I know," seduced Rayhan.

"I'm so perverted, you know what else, you know where my number is?"

"You never held that time."

"Huh ah, mending us eat, I'm laper, Mas."

"All right my wife."

They also immediately devoured some of the food menu presented on the table. With romance Rayhan feeds Ashila, and vice versa with the promise Rayhan asks Ashila to feed him.

The night was getting late, after a long time of spoiling and romantic conversation, they decided to go home.

***

In the car.

"Mas, can I not?" ask Ashila

Rayhan turned to Ashila for a moment before focusing on looking ahead.

"Byeah, sweetie."

"Since when have you had the same feeling as me?"

"You boy?"

"I'm not the same as you, how come back anyway?"

"Mmm. Tell me not, yeah."

"You know dong."

Rayhan sighed before answering his wife's question. "Honey, I don't know when I fell in love with you, at first I did hate this marriage, but as time goes on and we are also often with me feeling comfortable with your presence on my side, maybe from that comfort ajh I fell in love with a fierce girl like you," rayhan.

"What did you say? I'm fierce? You are the laborer" said Ashila, grunting.

"Although a maker, but love, right?" rayhan's tease while rolling his eyes made the girl blush.

***

After cleaning up, Rayhan and Ashila immediately lay their bodies on the bed.

"Mas."

"Yes, honey."

"Thank you for today, thank you for the surprise, I'm so happy."

"It is my duty to always make you happy" Rayhan said, stroking Ashila's hair gently.

Ashila stared at Rayhan's handsome face intensely, her gaze turning to Rayhan's lips which looked very sexy in those eyes. He also brought his face closer to Rayhan and then kissed the chewy object suddenly made the master surprised and sculpted, because the article his wife would not take the initiative to kiss first if she did not tell him.

By the time Ashila was about to turn away her lips, Rayhan had already pulled her nape and kissed Ashila's lips, grappling her with tenderness, because Ashila never returned her back, she bit her lower lip slowly, making the master hiss and open his mouth, Rayhan only chuckled while continuing to play the chewy thing.

Two minutes later, Rayhan stopped his kiss, as Ashila continued to beat him in the chest.

"Dark.. huuuh." Ashila exhaled her gasping breath. "You want to make me out of breath?" annoyed Rayhan.

"Sorry, honey, your lips are so soft" Rayhan said, stroking Ashila's lips gently. "You were the first to lure me, too" seduced Rayhan.

Rayhan's words immediately succeeded in making his wife's cheeks blush, Ashila immediately turned her body back to Rayhan, making the man feel anxious.

Rayhan immediately approached Ashila holding him from behind, his hands slipped into his nightgown and stroked his stomach gently, making the master feel amused.

"Udah, Mas, amused to know." Ashila held Rayhan's hand which was still guerrilla in her stomach.

"You have to get used to it, honey, especially when it's in your stomach, there's the fruit of our love."

"You mean baby?"

"He'em."

Ashila turned her body towards Rayhan, and now they face each other again.

"You want to have kids, Mom?"

Rayhan tidied up the haircut that blocked his wife's pretty face.

"Everyone who is married wants a child, baby, and me, you don't want a child?" ask the man.

"Yes, I want to have children too."

"Do you want us to do it tonight?"

Suddenly Ashila's heart was pounding, she knew clearly that this was her duty as a wife, but she still felt unprepared for this.

"B-but I'm still scared, Mom," said Ashila stammered and bit her lower lip softly.

"Keep you the same I should wait a long time?" Rayhan stared at Ashila intensely, from the glare of his eyes he could see that his wife was very nervous. "But if you're not ready, don't know, I don't mean it" he continued.

What her husband said was true, Ashila should feel guilty for not giving the right to her husband from the beginning they were married, surely she would be very sinful if she refused her husband's request and had to make Rayhan wait again.

"Yaudah, God willing I am ready, my dear," Ashila said withstanding shame.

"Are you serious?"

Ashila nodded and closed her eyes, until in the next second she could feel her lips warm because something was playing on her lips.

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Assalamu'alaikum wr. wb

I'd like to say "mininal 'AIDIN WALFA'IZIN".."SORRY TO BE BORN AND INNER😁"

Eyes are often wrong in seeing...

The mouth often mispronounces...

The heart often misjudges...

With sincere and sincere holy intentions. Sorry born and inner ya🙏...

Forgive me and my family if anything goes wrong, intentionally or unintentionally.

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The boat is anchored in the middle of the ocean...

While waiting for the arrival of Lebaran...

Our apology message is

Minal aidin...

May we meet in the next Ramadan..🙏

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