Mother To Oi

Twenty Seven

"Moses"

Tonight, in accordance with the previous discussion with the Meta family, tonight I must immediately marry Meta if Meta accepts me.

I walked slowly, Ridwan, Darwin and Fandi followed my steps.

I sat right in front of Meta, asking him to be my wife.

I was so shocked to interfere with my bhagia when Meta said he accepted my proposal. Yesterday he said as if he were going to reject me.

After marriage, I looked up to read the prayer after the wedding and kissed Meta's forehead.

"This is the first night you got married. Go home with Moses" said the mother, staring at Meta.

"Follow your husband home. He needs you, so do you need him"

Meta just nodded. I immediately say goodbye, mother hugged me after hugging Meta as well as Faris.

"Play here often" said Faris.

We went straight home. Everyone at home was waiting for us.

Before going to Meta's house, I told them I was going home with my wife.

"Prepare everything. I'll pick up my wife" I said confidently.

When I hear Meta say

"However, I know God's choice is best. With the name of Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Merciful, I am Meta Amalia Qumairoh Hasan, accept this proposal" I seemed to fly in the sky, spin around and then erupt and fall like snow.

"I am your husband. So, don't be awkward" I said, after seeing Meta.

"Meta am I too old? Call it Moses or.." I am a little amused to be called father, sir, for me it is too much.

"Or what?" Ask Meta.

"Or dear I said" while peeping his forehead. Hugged it even tighter, then let go.

"Take off your clothes" I told Meta. Meta looked at me as if to say "What?"

"Are you not that hot?" My question, and slowly Meta followed my will. Change clothes together.

I was amazed by the appearance of Meta without hijab. Beautiful, I like that. When I turned to look at me, I just finished taking off my clothes "Dear I'm also sultry" I said.

"Sir Musa, can Meta hug you?" Ask Meta.

Why should I ask? If you want to hug. My inner.

"Here with pleasure" was a sentence that made it out of my mouth.

"Why?"

"I'm still awkward" he said. Oh....God, I want to laugh about this. About the wedding and the first night of this ridiculous wedding.

"I'm not awkward anymore" we got out of the dressing room, then headed for the bedroom.

"We sleep here" I said as I opened the door.

"I slept well" Meta said.

"Sleep together" I said.

Meta nodded. Slowly, I sat down next to Meta.

"Stand back" I said while patting my shoulder.

Meta was directly leaning on my shoulder.

"It's our first night" he said.

"yeah. It's weird, it's awkward"

"It's a pleasure, isn't it?"

"God willing"

"May Meta ask sir?"

I just shut up.

"May I ask you, baby?"

"On accounting?"

"What do you hate most about Meta?"

"Too pretty, insensitive"

"I'm not sensitive?" Meta slowly broke his body. I also lay staring at the ceiling of the house.

"many things. Even about feelings"

"So you like Meta? Since when?"

"Since that identity card" I said. Slowly my hand immediately grabbed Meta's hand.

"Why not say it?" Ask Meta. I looked at Meta.

"I thought you were married"

"Yes, I'm married now. Same as the lecturer"

"It's late now. Let's go to bed. Read Surah Al-Mulk, verse chair and 3 qul" Meta nodded.

God, I was so amazed, with the melodious voice of Meta while tilawah.