Muhasabah Love

A visit to Helsen's house

Space stopped when I heard the knock on the door. His feet stepped up and left Myria to approach the hotel clerk who apparently brought the order.

“Put it down, Mas,” said Angkasa to the employee. Then, his hand reached into his pocket and slipped a tip as the worker left.

Myria remained silent and remained on the wall. He was reluctant to approach Space because there was still a little fear. It's just, the position of the establishment is more upright than before. However, still his heart pounding continued to craze.

There is no need for Myria to approach because Space is coming. The man laughed softly seeing his wife back nervous. “I help clean up mekapmu,” he said while pulling one hand.

As hypnotized, Myria was silent and just followed Space's steps towards the dressing table. He was not seated in a chair at all.

“I can clean this myself, really. You can clean yourself, Ka.” Myria's life was also collected.

The new Space Hand pulling the cotton came to a halt. He turned to Myria and smiled again. “Open your hijab.”

“Eh? A–What?” Myria's eyes were perfectly rounded.

Space put the cotton back. His body turned and approached Myria. The man bowed, then locked up with two hands. “I'm the one who opened. You are suddenly confused.”

“A–I ..”

“Sstt ...” The forefinger landed on Myria's lips until the woman stopped. Space shakes slowly. “I know you're groggy, or even scared. But we have to get through tonight.”

Every sentence spoken from the lips of Space made Myria more restless. The woman's mind was scattered everywhere so that she could not focus. In fact, a week before the wedding was held, Mrs Caroline and Mrs Nasita gave a lot of advice to face the first night, but in fact all the teachings just vanished when the situation really happened.

Myria held her breath as one by one the needles slipped from her hijab. Remaining a needle under his chin, he suddenly blocked the hand of Space. “Kasa ...”

Two Space eyebrows raised together. He gave an intense look at Myria.

“A–aku shy.” Myria said softly.

“I haven't stripped you.”

“Astagfirullah, Kasa!” Myria hit the arm reflexively. If she were to spread Friska's bar, her husband might have been kicked anyway.

The space spouted a laugh for a moment, then rubbed the face of the wife who was still covered in a veil. “Sorry. I can't stand you from earlier.”

Despite turning upset, Myria's heart easily melted after hearing an apology. After all, this is the first night and should not be fighting. Slowly with certainty, the woman took off her own hijab and veil to leave the wedding dress. She looked down with a gaze towards the hand that was holding the hijab.

Space gulped as soon as it saw Myria's skin on the neck. His heart was working twice as fast even his head was suddenly dizzy.

Nine years apart, it turns out the beauty of his wife increased extraordinary. The ever-closed skin looks smooth like porcelain.

Trimmed distance. Angkasa approached and pulled the hijab that was in Myria's hands. He threw the head covering on the floor and continued to look at the wife closely . “You are beautiful, Myria. Lucky for the man who caught you. And that man is me.”

Myria's lips twitched. He held it so that his smile did not crack and simply gave a little arch. Her cheeks are red because the appearance is more contrasted with her white skin.

“You so help me?” myria said not to be obscene.

Space awakens and immediately resumes pending work. He had to be patient even though he had been wanting to pounce.

The two humans began chatting little by little to melt the atmosphere because even though they had long known, the awkward situation remained haunting.

“You take a shower? If not, wash your face. Uda malem gini.” Space gave a suggestion after Myria's face cleared. He also helped his wife stand up.

Suppose Myria was given as the answer. “Mandi air angel aja. Not long, kok.”

“Back body. I zipped your dress.”

Myria almost stepped into the bathroom. However, she paused upon hearing another offer from her husband. His face looked up only to see the expression of Space.

“Why?” Space asked casually. “Still not allowed?”

Showing the body to the opposite sex is indeed a very embarrassing thing, especially veiled women like Myria. But the situation is different now, whether or not, he has to get used to it. “Bo–can, really, if you want to do that.”

Myria quickly turned her back and succeeded in making Angkasa surprised. The man thought the wife would refuse like that, but it was not.

And happiness, who wouldn't? Space approached, then revealed Myria's hair to the side. He gave a brief kiss on the smooth neck of his wife to make the woman gasp.

“Mandilah. I waited for you. Don't forget wudu, we pray two rakaat.” Pretending not to know the response of the wife, Angkasa spoke that relaxed after successfully lowering the zipper dress.

Space doesn't talk much. He had already snatched the towel and entered the bathroom when he saw his wife had finished.

Two prayers are performed and prayers are continued. Myria came forward and kissed the husband's hand. The two people then kept quiet and just exchanged glances.

“You sleepy?”

Myria shook her head.

“I pesen dessert. Let's snack briefly let's not sluggish.”

Folded up, Myria rushed to take food that had not been touched since. He came back with a tray filled and then put it to the table near the bed.

The phone was turned off, Space only opened a few messages. Feeling that there was nothing more important than being with his wife, the man joined him by sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Let's rice pesen if you are not full?”

“Not need.” Myria replied while cutting the strawberry-topped waffle. “I'm not used to eating heavy night-night gini.”

No longer asking, Angkasa also enjoyed the existing dish. Many times he looked at Myria and instead ignored her with food in hand.

Myria herself could only smile without reprimanding. According to him, just let the Space like that rather than jail.

Some dishes are finished. Angkasa asks Myria to come closer to him. That, of course, made his wife pound uncontrollably.

Enveloped Myria body until the woman's head landed on the chest, Angkasa then gave a gentle swipe at the head. “You're terrified of my heartbeat, My?”

Myria was silent, but her head nodded.

“You don't either?”

Again, the question of Space can be a nod.

“Still not expecting to hug you like this. Not expecting also we can be together again even though yesterday to want to give birth.”

“Continue marrying another girl.” Myria spoke while advancing her lips.

Although he did not see the expression of the wife, but from Myria's made-up tone, Angkasa could make sure there was jealousy being revealed. The man confirmed the position so Myria sat down by herself.

Space's right hand advanced and slipped the hair behind Myria's ear. He gave such a deep gentle look. “But finally marry you, right?”

Myria was speechless from being hypnotized by Space's gaze. When the husband's thumb rubbed his cheek repeatedly, Myria's consciousness grew thinner. He was sobering and enjoying the intoxicating touch that the man he had always loved had created.

A brief kiss landed on his lips without Myria noticing. Her two eyes opened and found her husband's face in front of her.

“Let's worship more tonight, my wife.”

Myria's cheeks turned hot. He nodded slowly, then got another kiss. Space led to the bed until he lay down.

The room light dimmed, the blanket pulled and covered the bodies of two humans who had just been halal status. Angkasa stared fixedly at Myria's face, kissed her forehead while praying, “Bismillaahi allahumma jannibnasyaithana wa fetaibissyaithaana maa razaqtanaa.”

Anything that has been covered since then starts to come off one by one. Touch and soft speech to tease each other melodious to create a tempestuous atmosphere. Love stored neatly in the heart is time to be free to bind each other.

Myria grimaced, but gasped when she saw Angkasa crying. The woman stopped her husband's movements for a moment. “Kasa, why cry again? Did I abuse you?”

Space landed a kiss many times. "No. I did not expect to be able to get you fully especially I am a person who enjoys your purity first time when really long we split.”

There must be a heart. Myria also cried when it had been held back so that Angkasa did not worry. She smiled gently as she stroked the husband's hair. “Everything is just for you. I never want to deket anyone, except you.”

“Still, Dear. You're too perfect for me. Tell me I hurt you tonight.”

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Brother, comment that this chapter is p0rn. Let me revise