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Do not love because of lust like physical or material possessions, because God will humiliate them. later it will appear real reality and cause regret because from the beginning it did not start with the intention of loving because of Allah.the primacy of love in Islam is as a way to worship Him.

Salsa also did not want to be a hypocrite, before marrying Dirga, did not escape he thought of the man. Until he himself becomes frustrated. Loving someone secretly is not easy for Salsa either. However, with her belief Salsa was able to hold back her own feelings for Dirga. Until Allah has brought them together in a victory.

Be happy? Very happy Salsa because God brought him to meet someone he loved for a while secretly. The more he thinks of Dirga, the more he draws closer to the Creator. For Salsa, love for God will make her this happy. Dating after marriage that many other women want as well. Salsa's wish is fulfilled. And he was so grateful to have Dirga. The man he wanted for seven years. And now the man lives with the same roof as him.

"Have you had a pregnancy test, not yet?" He asked after sipping his coffee. Now he and Salsa are in an artificial garden above Salsa's house. The afternoon weather seemed supportive due to the cool air. Dirga who had returned home from his service and Salsa also enjoyed the afternoon on the balcony upstairs. Now, the two of them were enjoying the sun that was beginning to sink. Because the artificial park is deliberately made facing the sunset. Actually, this artificial park was never used at all because of an incident that had caused an injury. Either what kind of wound and experienced by whom so make this park in the lock of a meeting by the mother Salsa. However, due to Dirga's assertiveness, he attempted to open the garden's doors with Salsa blocking him. Indeed Salsa has not told Dirga anything about life in his past. Dirga also does not force Salsa to tell about her past life. Because according to Dirga, if the past is a wound for Salsa, he will not ask until his wife tells him about his life in the past.

Salsa shook her head for Dirga's answer.

"Cock yet, check? If there's anything, how?" dirga asked while pulling Salsa's shoulder so that the woman approached Dirga. Salsa who is getting used to Dirga, he just kept quiet and according.

"Salsa is afraid,"

"What if, afraid?"

"What about, again?"

Dirga scratched his non-itchy nape, "lha how's piye, to?"

Salsa shook her head again which made Dirga even more confused about what to do because Salsa's answer made no sense at all. Dirga longs to seek justification, but Salsa will run amok on him. Because Dirga is very understanding of women. Not willing to budge if you argue, let alone a matter like this. You can eat Dirga.

"Excuse me," suddenly came a soft voice from the entrance inside. The soft voice distracted Dirga and Salsa who were close together. So Salsa took the initiative to stay away from Dirga. But with the strength of Dirga's hand, the man held Salsa back from her. As a result, Salsa continued to lean in the chest of Dirga's field. Dirga understood that Salsa was now agitated.

"Sorry disturb. I just want to send this to you. Because I was making a cake, "Ara said while putting some pieces of cake that she put on a beautiful plate. The woman placed it next to Dirga's coffee cup.

"Thank you Ma'am" said Salsa, turning Dirga's large hand from her shoulder. Quite difficult because Dirga even tightened his embrace.

"Thank you Ra," said Dirga again which made Ara turn to Dirga. Their eyes meet each other. And after that, Ara simply nodded while bowing her head. The women rushed away.

Salsa instantly moved away from Dirga while glaring sharply.

"Kok you so glare at me, again? I'm the bad guy, right?" Dirga asked casually.

Instead of answering, the woman snorted.

"Inget, life doesn't like snorting. Just as I'm complaining?" dirga said again and sipped his coffee again. Somehow Dirga looked so relaxed in Salsa's eyes.

"i see from my view, you're like pregnant, Sal. Because the innate is so different. Usually the shy and quiet Salsa, now so aggressive and craggy is not clear," said Dirga who made Salsa laugh and then pinch Dirga's waist continuously. So that makes the man even look no pain at all, but instead look amused because of the pinch of Salsa.

"Salvene!" He strangled her because Salsa kept attacking her nonstop.

"I just found out that my wife was a bit nervous" said Dirga on the sidelines of his laughter. Dirga rose to avoid the relentless Salsa attacks.

Salsa was not discouraged either, he also returned to pursue Dirga who was away from him. Do not ask again, the cheek of the woman is already similar to a boiled crab because the words of Dirga that makes him more want to kill Dirga at this time. Oi! Since when did Salsa become an aggressive wife?

In fact, Salsa was holding back her embarrassment because of Dirga who was constantly mocking her.

"Oh Allah, Salsa. I breath for a moment. Abis that I love rations if you want," said Dirga who made Salsa more like a crab boiled cheek. And without hesitation, Salsa immediately threw Dirga with his own head. However, of course Dirga deft to avoid it.

"Why are you getting the same angry, me? I want to give you your ration of monthly money, Sal."

"Makanya, many prayers. Inget same God. Geres kept his mind," he said, mocking Salsa. Since when did Dirga become a person who likes to mock like, this?

"Sister!" salsa was upset. She was already holding her slippers next door, ready to throw her obnoxious husband. The woman's face was already red because Dirga kept teasing her.

"Sal" called him who was not ignored by Salsa.

"Salsaaa," he called again rather long. However, he already understood that Salsa had put up his war flag.

"You are a sin because I am kayaking, gini, '" he said as he approached the sullen Salsa.

"The beauty is gone. But, papa, you are not beautiful. Because I love you because of God. No papa is not glowing, and papa is not good looking! I love him because of God. Not for anything" said Dirga.

"So, that's ugly Salsa, you mean?" ask Salsa with sewot. The woman had glared her eyes repeatedly because of Dirga who ruined her romantic moment earlier.

"It's not what I mean," now Dirga so confused to answer what. Men are the wrong place and women are the place of truth. Dirga rubbed his face rough. Talking to women is wrong for men.

"Yes I was wrong," Dirga finally gave up, "it's up to you what I want. I want to choke his neck too, papa. I surrender to you" he continued, causing Salsa to explode her laughter and attack Dirga again. The woman again tickled Dirga.

"Yes that's not Maemunah either," Dirga shouted on the sidelines of her laughter and had to hold a tickle on her waist. Salsa was free because Dirga surrendered.

"Say to give it up,"

"Yes that's not it either. Amused dear," said Dirga who at the end of his sentence made Salsa's heartbeat beat fast. The call made her feel comfortable and happy. However, because he was prestige, he so continue to tickle Dirga.

Dirga hugged the tiny body of Salsa so that the woman stopped tickling her. However, it did not succeed as Salsa advanced unyielding.

Ouch mas! The grass is groggy again! Haha!

Dirga ran back to avoid Salsa. They are cats and dogs running around.

Suddenly Salsa held her stomach. It seems that woman is in a lot of pain. Seen from the look of his reddened face endured the pain. Salsa. Salsa slowly fell down while holding her stomach. It made Dirga panic and immediately ran over to Salsa who was in pain. Now, those who had been laughing together now the situation turned into a panicked look on their faces.

"Why are you, Sal?" dirga asked frantically as she lifted up the agonized Salsa by holding onto her stomach.

"Sakitt," he said with pain. Salsa tightened her arms around Dirga's neck. Dirga who saw it was not the heart at all.

"Sakittt," whining again that makes Dirga more and more quickly go inside.

"Why are you, Sal?"

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Sorry for the update, because two days ago I was still sick. Hehe.

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His fasting spirit.

Why Salsa?