Mr. Ustadz I Love You

Destiny Love

On the balcony of Rafan's luxurious room, roofed canopy blend with semi-transparent glass, simple but elegant furniture adds a modern impression. The night wind blew, and Ara's long black hair flew in the wind. His empty gaze catapulted his mind high.

" Dear."

Rafan hugged from behind putting his chin on Ara's shoulder. Gently kiss Ara's shoulders, get rid of the child's hair that was stuck to Ara's neck, then gently kiss Ara's smooth neck.

Ara was silent about Rafan's activities. A warm hug, a soft kiss, the roar of Rafan's breath did not disturb Ara's daydream.

"Mas" Ara's soft voice stopped Rafan's kiss on her neck.

"Why dear ?"

"Do you believe in destiny ?" a tone of sadness was clearly heard.

"believe"

"Then what do you believe about true love?"

Rafan knows the direction of his wife's conversation. He turned Ara's body to face her. Seeing the obvious sadness emanating from Ara's face.

"Then do you also believe that true love exists ?"

Ara Gurgled softly, she did not know whether to believe it or not.

"Ra look at me."

Ara looked up at Rafan.

"It is up to you to believe it or not about true love, that true love certainly exists. I myself do not know what the definition of love is and what is true love Ra.

But, it is enough to believe that true love exists. And with you I can know what love is, maybe sooner or later I'll know what real love is Ra." Rafan grabbed Ara into his arms.

I hope so mas

"Are you sure of my true love ?" ask Ara.

"Please Ra, you don't think about what Grandpa said earlier. I don't want to see you sad gini." Rafan tightened his embrace again, he knew what Ara was feeling.

"I'm just afraid, afraid that the destiny of true love is not on our side." Ara's tears escaped, her heart ached saying so.

I'm afraid we're not together forever

"Sst, yes. You don't have to be afraid, there I am. I am your husband who will protect you from your fear. No matter where, whenever, under any circumstances I will remain a shield, raincoat, warm blanket and umbrella for you. I'll cross the sea of fire."

Ara chuckled small. Rafan can always make her smile in her own way. "Kan mas even joked ihh." pinched Rafan's waist upset.

Rafan chuckles softly. " What matters is that you are happy. It's pretty if you smile gini." chewed up Ara's cheeks.

"Udah yuk in, cold outside." Rafan asked.

"Mas"

"Yes"

They were hugging, comfortably Ara leaning her body on Rafan's chest. He put his hands around Rafan's waist, and so did Rafan.

"I'm sorry ya" stroked Rafan's chest.

"Why keep apologizing. Oh, honey, there's nothing wrong. You're every malem before you go to sleep always apologizing the same mas."

"Yes gakpapa. I'm afraid I have one of these days. I may not be happy with what I did today. If I don't get old by tomorrow morning and I haven't apologized and haven't been able to apologize from my mom. It's danger." great-granddaughter Ara.

"My dear is indeed a very good thing." kissed the head of Ara.

"And I'm good at it."

"And you're getting cocky."

"Hehehe, being arrogant with your own husband is not your father."

"Means that same perverted husband wife can also ?" goda Rafan's.

"Yes dong." answered Ara quickly. " Eh bentar, what was it ?" feeling awkward.

"Based on habit, gini if not konsen." flicked Ara's forehead.

"What was it then ?"

Rafan aligned his body with Ara. Looking at his wife's face.

"Was nanya can not pervert ? keep answering you can."

"Well, when I answered that."

Rafa nodded adorablely.

"Mas Thought he was a muddy mess." protested Ara.

"The same wife is legal dong." parrot Rafan.

"That's t…."

Rafan's lips silenced Ara's mouth, giving ***** and a small bite on Ara's lips. Ara closed her eyes to enjoy Rafan's kiss. Ara also does not hesitate to reply ****** Rafan. She had learned some kissing tricks from her husband. Ara himself suspects where Rafan learned and knows the tricks of the kiss, but Rafan first kissed also with Ara.

The night passed by with heat, the night wind no longer had any effect on the two people who were drunk with love and the beauty of the paradise of the world. A moment to forget the pain and sorrow that tormented the soul and body.