Marry handsome ustad

Zahra

"Dek, I'm getting up on the deck, it's coming in at dawn." Ustad Zaki had come out of the bathroom with a towel around his neck, his left hand was busy wiping his wet hair. It seems like this is the first time iftad Zaki woke up to part until he did not have time to pray tahajjud because of it.

But in fact the sweet call was not responded by Zahra, but now the wife was sitting on the bed, Zahra was completely unmoved in her place.

Ustad Zaki also stopped his activities, he seemed to have realized something, he quickly approached his wife and sat on the edge of the bed.

Zahra bent her legs and made her knees her headrest to cover her face,

"Dec, what's wrong with you?" ask Ustad Zaki while rubbing Zahra's trembling body, "Sir, are you crying?" ask again to make sure.

"Hiks hiks hiks ...!" and sure enough, Zahra cried while raising her head, now her tears had filled her face.

"Suttt suttt suttt, what's the deck? Tell me the same, what's up?" ustad Zaki was increasingly made anxious because of Zahra's increasingly crying.

"Hiks hyx, that's_!" Zahra pointed at something on the bed and Zaki looked at Zahra's index finger.

"What's the deck?"

"It's got blood, it's got to be mine that hurts_, it's got to be mine torn, hyx hyx!" Zahra continued to cry as she spoke.

Ustad Zaki pulled Zahra's body into his arms and rubbed her back,

"Tear tore, deck!"

Srekkks

Zahra pushed Zaki's body until his embrace came off,

"Well, what about dong mas? Zahra, how about a pee?"

"Dec, don't panic. It's so deck, but not pa pa pa!?"

"No, how about a tear!? Mas ustad mah yummy no pain!" zahra's protests continue to cry.

Hhhh ...

Ustad Zaki was even more confused, he could only sigh and scratch his non-itchy hair.

"Yes, sorry,"

"I'm sorry I'm not so sincere!?"

O Allah ..., Ustad Zaki can only stroke the chest.

"Ikhlas kok deck, mas sorry yes. Actually, the tear is the usual deck if Zahra deck is still a virgin. All women when doing the first time also experience such a tear, will not be problematic when Zahra deck pee later, maybe a little pain, but God willing later also back to normal." ustad Zaki tried to explain to his little wife in a language that the wife could possibly understand.

And sure enough, Zahra was silent as if she understood the words of her husband.

"Yes already, now shower gihhh. Already azan, we pray together at home only yes!"

Zahra nodded her head, but Zaki was relieved that his wife could finally understand. In addition to relief, he also felt proud of his wife, although he knew how the wife association but in fact the wife was able to maintain her purity until she married.

"Be dressed first!" ustad Zaki who only wore color pants immediately moved from his seat and was about to walk towards the wardrobe but,

"Hiks hyks! Ustad!" Zahra cried again and called her name.

His scale stopped again and quickly returned to Zahra, he sat in front of Zahra again, his hands swiftly holding Zahra's shoulders.

"What's the deck? Why cry again?"

"That!" this time Zahra stared at Zaki's open body, his white body was visible various scratches and bites in various places. "That's me, isn't it?" ask him to feel guilty.

Ustad Zaki smiled, "No pa pa deck, this is the love sign of his name!"

"What sign of love?!" Zahra knew it must hurt especially when exposed to water. Even some of his wounds were open not only bruises.

"Only anyone can describe this sign of love, if only they could, would want to show how beautiful Zahra's deck is to everyone!"

Zahra immediately glared at him, "Review until seen to the people." Zahra couldn't imagine how embarrassed she would be if it happened.

"Not the deck, I'm just saying if. I've been looking for clothes."

Eventually Zaki's ustad really moved as well, he immediately headed to the wardrobe and looked for his shirt.

"Daddy, why?" apparently Ustad Zaki realized what happened to his wife, after wearing his shirt he came back to his wife, he had not had time to button his shirt.

"It feels like this, huh!?" zahra said while enduring the pain.

"How about, deck?" ask ustad Zaki to make sure.

"Sick, I've got a hard way!"

Ustad Zaki smiled, "Alright, let me help you to the bathroom!" ustad Zaki rolled back his shirt arm and carried Zahra to the bathroom, he sat Zahra on a sitting toilet,

"Let's help you get in the shower!"

Zahra looked at her husband curiously, "Just take a shower, right?" tanyanya.

"God willing!"

"Now that's sihh!" zahra Protest.

"Just pray deck, mas can resist temptation!"

"Basic pervert!?"

"Well how else, is it still a normal guy on deck."

She had no choice but to let her husband bathe her. Luckily the husband's perverted behavior did not appear,

"Now, let Zahra himself abhor. Mas out gihhh!"

"Related?"

"Make sure!"

Ustad Zaki leaves Zahra alone in the bathroom, leaving a clean towel.

After finishing ablution, Zahra also tried to get out of the bathroom by himself, although it still hurts but not as sick as earlier.

"Have you?" ask ustad Zaki who saw Zahra come out of the bathroom, he also has prepared clothes and mukena for his wife. "Do you want to wear his shirt?"

"No! Zahra can be alone! It's out first!"

"No need to deck, I'm here!"

"Can't!?"

Eventually Zaki finally gave up, he was forced to leave the room first waiting until Zahra finished changing clothes. After they finished changing clothes, they also prayed at dawn.

"Wouldn't pa pa mas ustad pray dawn at home?" asked Zahra after folding her face back.

"God not pa pa pa, today mas will not go anywhere until the pain that dek Zahra feels healed, I will take care of deck Zahra!"

"Zahra is school!"

"Today I asked Ms. Chusna for permission if you don't feel well, so_!"

"But I'm going to intern!"

"No pa pa, just one day's permission, right!?"

Yessss ..., finally able to skip free do not pack asked assortment .., it turns out Zahra is just acting alone object to truant. The thing Zahra liked the most was skipping school and now getting her chance.

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