Marrying Ustaz Ganteng

Episode 32

At 2 p.m., Rifky awoke from his sleep. He looked at the face of his wife who was still asleep in his arms, a glimpse of a smile emerging from the corner of those lips.

"You're funny, honey. That attitude of yours can always melt me," Rifky muttered after kissing Naira's forehead.

"Eugh ..," Naira slowly opened her eyes and found Rifky looking at her with a smile.

"Aww." Naira felt pain in the abdomen and immediately held her stomach while grimacing.

"Why?" rifky asked as his wife suddenly grimaced in pain.

"My stomach, it hurts so much" Naira argued holding her stomach with teary eyes.

"Try!" The worried Rifky immediately grabbed their blankets and partially undressed Naira.

"Don't!" ban Naira while holding Rifky's burly hand.

"No papa. Let the pain subside." Rifky still insists on undressing Naira until her slim stomach looks. Then he stroked Naira's stomach.

"Where?" ask Rifky to make sure.

"Little," answered Naira briefly.

Rifky smiled looking at Naira who was enjoying her touch. Then ....

He kisses Naira's white belly which makes Naira surprised. "Mas, what are you doing?" naira asked about to shift her body, but Rifky held her waist down until Naira could not avoid the treatment.

Rifky stuck his right ear there, occasionally hearing Naira's rumbling belly.

"Mas," Naira called to raise Rifky's head.

"What ...?" rifky sahut.

"Go away for a minute, I'm going to the bathroom" Naira said.

"You dodging?" look at Rifky, then look into Naira's eyes. The faces of the two were close together now, their warm breaths hitting each other.

Naira shook her head softly, then widened her eyes as Rifky carved out a smile that she could not understand.

Rifky touches his nose on Naira's nose. Their lips meet, and Rifky kisses unilaterally without reply from Naira.

The man put his wife's hands on both sides of his head. They held their hands together and clasped them tightly.

"Aww." Naira grimaced as her stomach ached again.

Maybe he ate it wrong, or something yesterday.

"Why, Honey? Sick again?" tanya Rifky got up from her sleep.

Naira simply nodded lethargicly and bowed her body as it endured the pain. Even clear crystals could be seen flowing from the corner of his eye.

Rifky who saw her felt pity and immediately picked up something on Naira's dressing table.

He applied eucalyptus oil on Naira's flat stomach and massaged it a little.

"Sick, Mas ..," whined Naira while crying.

"You go to sleep, let it hurt!" rifky orders, and is immediately obeyed by Naira who starts to close her eyes again.

Rifky stroked Naira's stomach until she fell asleep.

Seeing that his wife had fallen asleep, Rifky stepped into the bathroom for ablution and would perform tahajud prayers. He let Naira fall asleep because she felt sorry for his wife.

The morning ....

Naira does not attend school today, because class Xll is allowed to go to school or not. Just waiting for graduation.

"Where?" Naira looked at her husband in wonder. Where to go early in the morning? Would you take her to the office?

"To Papa's house, last night Papa nelfon told us to go there," explained Rifky while giving clothes to Naira.

Naira did not listen to who called last night because she immediately ran to the bathroom. So he didn't know it was his papa.

"Let's get your clothes on! Do you want me to use it?" Rifky smiled and teased his wife, because Naira was just quiet from earlier.

"D-yes." Naira looked at Rifky annoyed and unfolded her clothes. "Mas, get out, dong ...," pinta Naira as Rifky keeps looking at her. He was so embarrassed to have to change clothes in front of Rifky's eyes.

"Why? There's no harm in me here" Rifky twirled his eyes.

"Ih, shame!" ketus Naira was singing her lips.

"Sooner or later, I'll see it!" rifky whispers in Naira's ears. Not forgetting while smiling.

"Babelle!" naira is slow. It instantly invited a small ruckus from Rifky.

Rifky pulls Naira's pointed nose and passes outside, while Naira looks at her with a stern look.

As they prepare, Rifky and Naira bid Bi Ira farewell to Herman's house.

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"Where, Ra?" marlin looked at her son. Now they were in the room after helping Bi Ijah clean up the kitchen tools.

While Rifky and Herman, they had left for the office finished from breakfast earlier.

"What's the matter?" ask Naira. He didn't understand the direction of his mother's conversation.

"Have you fulfilled your duty as a wife?" Marlin looked at Naira seriously.

Naira shakes. "Not yet!"

"Loh, why not? Didn't Rifky ask for it?" Marlin continues to interrogate his son.

"Almost, anyway," Naira replied while scratching her non-itchy nape.

"Almost how? There's almost no word in that! Did you reject your husband?" Marlin threw out various questions that left Naira confused. Naira finally nodded.

"Ra! You should never refuse your husband's wishes! Sin, know?" Marlin.

"No-no, Naira doesn't refuse, no, Ma. Just Naira is not ready ..," said Naira slowly.

Huff ....

Marlin let go of her breath for a moment and looked at her lowered child. "Darling .. Sorry Mama with Papa, huh? You should still be playing with your friends. Maybe you don't have the desire to get married yet" Marlin said, holding her child's shoulder.

"No, really, Ma. Naira is happy with Mas Rifky. He is a kind, understanding, loving person, Naira never regretted this," Naira said and hugged her happy mother.

"Thank you, yeah, honey. You are indeed Mama's best child" praised Marlin smiling at Naira. Then a short peek at his son's cheek.

"All because of Mama and Papa. Naira loves you," said Naira smiling. They embraced again and did not feel happy tears washed them away.

Naira realized, if all this time the choice of Mama and her father was the best. His parents did their best for him. He should be grateful for that.

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TBC.