Muhasabah Cinta (Arya And Arini)

Muhasabah Cinta (Arya And Arini)
295. Patience of Sweet Fruit



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The white room whose lighting is only dimly lit bears witness to the love of Dimas and Raisa at this time.


A few drops of tears came out of Dimas' eyes after all his patience as well as sincerity paid off. Finally he and Raisa have truly united. Not just united on the wedding paper but their love has united.


Time and again Dimas thanked her and continued to shower kisses on Raisa after finally Raisa desperately held back her fear and gave her crown to Dimas.


At first, Raisa was very scared when Dimas started. The shadow will be twisted again in his head. However, Dimas is so smart, he convinces Raisa that slowly the fear changes with pleasure.


"Is it still sick?" Tanya Dimas who had now laid himself down next to Raisa and hugged her.


"Se_little bit," So nervous Raisa replied.


"Darling, God has only destined you for me. Even though that man did something bad to you, he didn't take away your honor. And all that God has prepared for us." Said Dimas so gently while stroking Raisa's cheek.


"meaning?" Raisa was so confused, what Dimas meant just now.


Dimas brought closer the head of Raisa who was on top of his arm, hugging him tightly until the body of the two who were still plain and only covered in blankets was perfectly attached.


"I mean, you're still a virgin, honey. And it was Mas who had taken it just now," So happy Dimas. He thought he was going to get a trace but it turned out that he got a new item that was still sealed very tightly.


"Well! Ba_how can it be?" Raisa's so in disbelief. He thought at that time his pakde had really taken his crown turned out that God was still protecting him.


"And yes, now you must not fear anything. You must also remove all the shadows of that person. Because what? Because there are no more marks from him, all of them are clean. Only the remains of Mas."


Dimas chuckled, how not to say that even so many Dimas masterpieces were made throughout Raisa's body. No idea what Dimas meant, maybe if he knew he'd ring around afterwards.


Raisa was so embarrassed, her cheeks blushed because of that. But she was happy she finally found out that she was a virgin before her own husband Dimas took her.


"Why smile. Was it good?" Dimas increasingly pulled Raisa's body also tilted her. Until finally Raisa suffocated because there was something down there that was loud and urgent in the middle between her upper thighs.


"Mas!"


"He wants to enter the nest again" Whine Dimas.


Athaghfirullah, though Raisa did not tease him but he had to get a lion that was really hungry. The lion wants to eat it again.


"Ma..." Not yet finished talking Dimas has grabbed the lips rannum belongs to Raisa until finally the Raisa resigned. His fear is completely gone now. May it be lost forever.


So impatient Arini waited for Arya who was struggling in the kitchen to make fried rice for breakfast.


Arya was like a confused person, Arini's desire was really strange. Had it been just plain fried rice he would have been able to, was this? Fried rice but the ink must be deep green. But it can't be spicy. Moreover, the eggs must mature perfectly but the yolk must remain round.


"Come dong, Mas. Don't just stay that way!" The foreman began to speak. How not! Arini just sits sweetly looking at all the moves from Arya.


"In a moment, Honey. This is very difficult," Arya turned her small head towards Arini. How not difficult, already three times Arya failed, she was made dizzy just because of eggs alone.


"Eggs can not be scorched, Mas edgenya. Must remain white. The fritters can not use oil, must use butter, "Ocehnya.


"Yes, my dear. It's butter." Softly full of emotion. Arya could only endure that vexation in her heart alone.


'Did Arini get revenge for what I did? Or maybe this is my son's wish and he wants to avenge it? Ouch Nak. Don't let it, you have to be a good boy like mom. Okay!' inner Aryan.


"Mas, when's mateng_nya! It's so hungry!" Shouted Arini again.


The head of Arya now. He who thinks this morning will be separated from his heart mistress and can go to the office turns out that now he is held only for the sake of green fried rice with eggs.


Like the queen Arini kept quiet. Sitting with the henchmen and occasionally reprimanding Arya. His hand also continued to move, picking up the snacks that were in front of him. It's good to live Arini now.


"The tar! Green fried rice is ready. Same egg blok in fried butter!" Arya was so happy, it was finally finished as well.


"It's delicious, right?" Ask Arini.


"No idea?" Arya shakes.


"Well, I don't know. Arini immediately pulled the plate, took the spoon and fed it to Arya, "how, how good?"


"Enak," replied Arya after smacking the taste of the processed results.


"It's less salty, it's also too spicy. Ah, I'm not cool! Arini won't eat!" Arini left.


"Wrong again," Arya stroked the chest. Sometimes his efforts always make Arini so happy, but there are times when it ends like now, "patience. You have to be patient with your wife whose mood goes up and down like this, Ar," said Arya advising herself.


Realize that Arini's mood is not always good. Sometimes good, but sometimes like now. Arya believes this is the effect of her pregnancy. After their child is born Arini will definitely return to how it was. Amens.


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