Marrying an Abuser's Ex-Husband

MMSP 2'S. Chapter 41

Aris with a suspicious smile approached Devi who was taking off the hijab that covered her face and hair.

"Devii ...."

"Astaghfirullahal Adziim ... Mas, surprised!!" tekik Devi who was completely shocked when suddenly Aris was already standing behind her. Devi also returned to wearing her hijab, not so take it off.

"Why not take it off?"

"Mas, shame ... We're not muhrim!"

"Didn't he say Ijab Qabul this morning? That's the sign we are now muhrim and free dong see the aurat of his own wife!"

The innocent Devi fell silent, right what Aris said. Now he and Aris are the muhrim because they were married this morning.

"Eh, yes, my mother. But Devi is shy ... Afraid later mas surprised Devi's face without hijab. Devi did not meet the expectations expected by mas Aris.

"Kok say that? The name of the husband and wife will certainly accept what is the lack and advantages of each partner," replied Aris reassured the wife. Indeed Aris had never seen Devi without the hijab covering her hair.

"Eh ... Yes, Mas. Sorry, I have never met a man without a hijab. So it's kind of stiff ... Yes, help Devi release all these needles yes," said Devi asked Aris for help to bring a collection of needles used to attach the headscarf and accessories.

When she finished, Devi took off her veil. Instantly her waist-black hair was beautifully dangled. Aris who saw it just gawked. Not expecting the wife to have beautiful black hair because it is well maintained.

Devi took a hairpin and then plucked her hair up to look smooth white neck. Only then did Devi clean her makeup with cotton and facial cleanser.

Devi's real face was already visible after all the makeup attached to her face was clean. Devi figure of a woman who does not like excessive make up. At least just wink eyebrows and powder that every day he wears. In addition, lip moisturizer so as not to look pale and dry.

Aris again just silently gawk at the real face of the wife. According to Aris, there is nothing more than the natural beauty of the wife. Tia the older sister was considered to be losing. A sharp nose, dimples, and round eyes make Devi look beautiful as she is.

"Mas ... How silent? Devi's face is ugly, right?" Devi lowered her head in fear of hearing Aris's disappointed reply to her.

Aris regained consciousness when she saw the wife looking down with a trembling voice.

"No ... Mm ... Sorry, I mean you are so beautiful that I can't say any more words to praise the beauty of the woman who is now a wife." Aris held Devi's chin and wiped the tears that drenched her white cheeks.

"really? Devi didn't disappoint Aris?" devi asked with a face that began to sparkle cheerfully. Devi is easily carried away by feelings and is also easy to forgive.

"Yes, Honey. They don't lie."

Blouse ....

Devi's cheeks blushed red as Aris called out to her with a word of affection again. From that moment in the guarantee, Devi felt her cheeks reddened not because of a blash on but because she always held the shame. Devi's lifetime was the first time close to a man was just Aris.

Devi's parents, who have always strictly forbidden their children to date, have succeeded in making her daughter an honorable woman.

"It's time, Mas. Do not overdo it in praising Devi, because Devi is afraid to be a high-hearted woman. Feeling the most beautiful compared to other women," said Devi who felt the husband was excessive in praising her.

Aris is more amazed by the character owned by the woman who will become the mother of her children later. True what is said by the brother if we are sincere in releasing something it will get a better replacement.

"alright. Now ... Is it permissible to ask for the right of a husband as a husband to his wife? If you are not ready then we can postpone it first until you are really ready" Aris said nervously.

"Hows it? Are you not ready yet, dear," asked Aris repeated her question while cupping Devi's face which turned agitated.

"Mm.m ...."

Gts ... Gts ....

"Om Arise ... Aunt ... Hasna was about to pee ..." cried Hasna suddenly knocking on Aris' room door.

Hasna is still used to being helped by Yuni, forced to disturb her uncle at inappropriate times.

"Mas ... I'm sorry, I helped Hasna first." Devi takes off Aris's suddenly weakened hand hearing herself being summoned by the nephew.

Aris let out a long sigh, forced to allow Devi to leave herself in the room.

"Alright, but come back soon yes, you have not answered my question," said Aris who was still curious about Devi's answer.

"Oh that, anu mas ... Sorry, Devi is menstruating. Today is only the first day, maybe seven more days of holy new," Devi replied to Aris with a smile that seemed to laugh at Aris who was very hopeful but zonk.

"Huf! Maybe save it for the honeymoon!" grumbled Aris while looking down.

Devi opened the door and found Hasna still sleepy standing in front of her bedroom door.

"Hasna, let's take aunt to the bathroom," Devi asked Hasna while holding Hasna's hand.

"Thank you, Auntie. Sorry to bother aunty," said Hasna while staring at the aunt who looks beautiful with her hair down.

"Together, Hasna you too are a aunt's helper angel," Devi replied with a smile that only she herself knew the meaning.

Devi invites Hasna to enter the bathroom in Hasna and Hasan's bedroom. After finishing, Hasna invited Devi to play for a while.

"Auntie ... Hasna wants to change clothes. Did you bring a shirt for Hasna?" hasna asked his uncle's wife.

"So mama has sent a message to auntie, if the driver who delivered your clothes has left. Let's wait, mama's driver will be here soon. We'll wait until the driver arrives. While waiting how about we cook omlet?" take Devi to the husband's nephew.

"Omlets? Whoa ... Looks good, Aunt. Let's make it together" Hasna replied.

The two men of different ages headed to the kitchen while waiting for the clothes to be sent by the mother.

"Tante, what is this egg diadumk?" asked Hasna who was a little bit to see how the mother cooked.

"Yes, Honey. Stir tight but be careful not to spill," Devi pinta with a smile.

"Good, Aunt. Hasna will shake it carefully," Hasna replied with a carefree smile.

"If you have a aunt?" Asked Hasna who had finished stirring the egg she broke.

"If you have put these leeks into the dough earlier." Devi took a slice of chives and stirred it again.