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First Night (Part 1)

Hengky and Fisha never thought that things would happen this fast. In an instant, their single period suddenly disappeared. Although their status has not changed documentally because they are newly married religiously, they are still married. Apart from themselves, now they have rights and obligations that are binding among them.

How does it feel to be married to someone you have never known?

"Huh, he finally came out as well," the inner Fisha in heart.

After their small talk, Hengky did say goodbye to the hospital, looking after Meysie like the previous nights. So that night Fisha was free, without a foreign man suddenly marrying her.

After confirming that Hengky had actually come out, Fisha grabbed some of the clothes that the waiter had given her. All the clothes she needed were already prepared by her mother-in-law, with a hotel-style express laundry, complete with a few nightgowns and a complete make up of the standard needs of women.

Fisha chose some of the dresses that had been arranged sweetly in the wardrobe of Hengky, but because everything was open model, finally the choice fell on a long leggings pants and short t-shirts dark color, dark color, which is in stark contrast to the color of his skin that is pure white.

After bathing and changing clothes, Fisha also casually lay her body on the bed, while playing a mobile phone that the last few days almost never touched because of the focus on the care of her mother.

Suddenly, the door of the room opened. Fisha was shocked to see Hengky who suddenly returned, as well as Hengky who saw Fisha look charming without hijab, dress and socks that are always attached to her body. At least during the time in the hospital and until the time Hengky came out earlier, Fisha was still seen tightly closing her aura.

"God, he is perfect. Very beautiful," muttered Hengky in the heart.

Fisha was very surprised when she realized the eyes of the man at the end of the door were staring at her so closely, from head to toe. Quickly, Fisha immediately circulated her eyes all over the corner of the room, looking around for a hijab she could re-use.

"Well, how stupid of me. All my hijabs are in that closet. Why don't I take into account the possibility that he'll return," Phisha's mind, misbehaved.

Feeling that there was no other choice, Fisha finally stepped into the closet and grabbed the hijab that was still neatly arranged there. However, before she could put on her hijab, suddenly a hand hugged her from behind.

"You're beautiful, Fisha," whispered Hengky softly, right in Fisha's ear.

"Mmm, you're not going to the hospital?" Fisha still stood in her place, without responding to the slightest praise from her husband. Phisha's hand shook, knowing that this was the first touch of a man she received. A man she did not even know and was now suddenly her husband.

"No. I don't want to leave my bride," Hengky deliberately whispered in his wife's ear, making the fur I had on Fisha stand up instantly. That night Hengky was completely bewitched with the beauty of Fisha who was even so far away from her shadow, that her male soul suddenly appeared with a burning desire.

"Then who's waiting for Meysie's sister tonight?" Fisha was still unmoved from her place, enjoying the great vibe that was hard to control while in such a situation. Moreover, realize that now Hengky's embrace is increasingly being held, to make the mind of Fisha has been assorted.

"There was. Mama had asked someone to look after her tonight," now Hengky turned over Fisha's body until they stood facing each other. Fisha also threw her gaze in any direction, as soon as their eyes met each other's eyes.

"Fisha, look me in the eye!" soft Hengky Pinta.

Fisha according to her had found Hengky's request, and ventured to look at the man. Yes, this was the first time he recognized the face of Hengky, the man he had now been halal to look up to.

"He's very handsome as it turns out. His face was smooth white, his eyes were beautiful, his eyebrows were thick as well. She was so far above my standards," the inner Fisha in heart.

Hengky who also looked at Fisha who looked so enjoyed when she looked at her face was smiling, looking at the expression of Fisha.

"Am I handsome, Pretty Angel? Until you look at my face?" henky's voice made Fisha turn her gaze away for a moment, and try to break away from her husband's grasp.

Hengky just smiled a little seeing Fisha misbehaving. Now Hengky just pulled the body of Fisha and hugged her long.

Fisha's heart was pounding more and more, feeling Hengky's chest which was also beating irregularly. Moreover, this was the first night after they got married, it was very stressful for the first time Fisha got such treatment. Yes, Fisha was afraid that Hengky's desire would make the man see her, approach her, even touch her body.

In the next second, Hengky made the small body of Fisha already in his carrier. Hengky is very strong to bring the body of the fisha style bridal style to their bed, a place of dispute that will soon be a witness, how they will make each other fall in love.

Now, Fisha's heart is beating faster, even very fast when compared to before. Especially when Hengky began to lower him on the bed, making the fear of Fisha more undeniable.

Fisha immediately sat down, as soon as her body collided with the bed. He saw Hengky who was now sitting next to him, staring fixedly and grabbed both hands of Fisha, grasping her tightly before finally peeping the back of her hand.

"Can I kiss you?" Hengky brought his face closer.

"Huh. What, Mister?" fisha's face flushed.

"Can I kiss you?" Hengky repeated his question.

"Don't you just do it without your permission?" Fisha avoided the gaze of the eyes that seemed to want to pounce on her right then and there.

"It was just on the forehead. Now I want it here," said Hengky, touching his wife's soft lips. A request with such a smooth-sounding tone, even though his expression was very visible that he already wanted it very much.

Feeling that there was no reason that could make Fisha refuse her husband's request, Hengky immediately made her face closer after seeing a small nod from Fisha's head. And with lightning fast, Hengky placed his hand on Fisha's neck and immediately pulled it, then touched Fisha's lips with his lips with a desire that was not extinguished.

Fisha closed her eyes. His heart seemed to jump and move uncontrollably. Now Fisha began to fear, until her eyes were closed. Realizing the expression of Fisha, Hengky also stopped his activities. He moved his face away, also taking off his friendly grasp of the hand.

"I won't do it until you're ready for it. I don't want to force you, and I'll put it off until the love is between your heart and mine" Hengky said with a bitter smile. Fisha knew very well that Hengky was trying to defeat her desire.

"Master, Fisha ...," there was guilt in Fisha's heart seeing Hengky say that to her.

"Ssttts. I really understand your condition today. You must still be very hurt after your mother left," Hengky rubbed Fisha's head with a fluffy smile.

"Thank you, sir," said Fisha, nodding her head. She was so relieved, hearing her husband's words.

"When are you going to call me Sir?" Hengky attempted to protest with Phisha's call to him.

"Keep Phisha should call Mr. Hengky how?" Fisha frowned.

"You don't call me darling, Brother, Mas, Hubby? I'm so uncomfortable you keep calling me Sir. That Master's word was more appropriate for a subordinate to a superior," Hengky gave a few options.

"Fisha call Mas Hengky how?" Fisha gave the answer of some of the choices Hengky mentioned.

"Alright, I like it," Hengky smiled broadly as he rubbed Fisha's head with origin.

"Sleep and calm down. I'll wait until you willingly give it to me" said Hengky as he peeked at Fisha's forehead, laying her down and covering her to the limit of her chest.

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