My Lecturer Maduku (Why Love)

wet.

kanza is stunned to see a photo of Yasmin with Kahfi, the man who became her ex-husband's best friend.

it could be unimaginably destroyed his Hafiz because of it, and how fortunate his Kahfi get Yasmin who is still intact.

'while I'm. pathetic'

kanza himself laughs at himself, even the painful is Hafiz forbid his meeting with Nabila, his life a kara should he survive with Hafiz.

no one knows if the man he met recently was just a playboy who often changed partners.

and what's more frightening now is not long ago Kanza heard that his ex-lover died of HIV.

kanza cried for fear that if he was exposed to the virus what else they had contact without safety.

kanza walked towards Hafiz's house, he was eager to meet with Nabila, even if later he also had to die at least he had met again with Nabila.

"sal.asfetish....!"

kanza knocked on the door but no one answered, his heart was devastated.

****

Yasmin stood in front of the glass watching herself in the mirror, the incident this morning really made her own shame.

kahfi went into the hotel room and noticed his wife who was looking in the mirror but smiling at herself.

Yasmin looks beautiful with a maroon-red knitting tunic that Kahfi brought to her.

the man knew Yasmin liked him the most, his favorite tunic was torn by someone.

Yasmin gasped as the kahfis came and hugged Yasmin directly from behind.

"Dragon"

yasmin held a kahfi hand that was coiled around her waist.

"why smile at your own smile?"

kahfi turned Yasmin's body upside down.

Yasmin chuckled a little and then covered her face, this afternoon they were planning to go home and Kahfi would take Yasmin to his house.

kahfi sat down on the edge of the bed and grabbed Yasmin's hand which covered her face, then sat Yasmin on her lap.

"this why seh?"

kahfi said angrily with the woman who now hid her face in Kahfi's neck.

*****

that morning after Hani came home, Kahfi went back inside to Yasmin who was back in bed, sleepy and tired..

"Ang.......!"

yasmin said as Kahfi turned her body and shut her up again.

"Yasmin is so sleepy!"

yasmin covered her face.

Hani himself did not meet Yasmin, Hani knew Yasmin must be resting.

hehe....

"sister Hani send greetings to you!"

kahfi is still above Yasmin.

"Why do you say Yasmin is still sleeping when Yasmin was going out!"

"let's hurry! abis there's a resty boy, it could be a long affair..!"

kahfi's words made Yasmin chuckle considering that Riko was indeed a little nosy.

kahfi saw his wife laughing, quickly he approached to make Yasmin fixated.

the feeling was like a nagib and made Kahfi could not help but fondle his wife.

that morning the two returned to making love for a long time because last night Kahfi could not bear to see Yasmin grimacing in pain even though in the end it all ended beautifully even with a short duration.

***

"eat yu.. has come the order, he said laper"

kahfi rubbed Yasmin's back, long still wet hair down.

Yasmin looked at her husband's handsome face, her life changed drastically after becoming Kahfi's mistress, Time passed as if So fast Now she was on the lap of the cold man she used to swear.

"why dear...? again?"

her face was red with lips that were smiling.

"let's eat! after that we go home!

it'll be even better at home!"

kahfi's words made Yasmin again chuckle.

"my God, this is the answer to the prayer I always say first, thank you for this happiness!"

yasmin walks with the kahfis to the hotel basman.

after finishing eating Kahfi and Yasmin immediately tidied up his goods despite faltering because the kahfi who continued to tease his wife, kissing and hugging the woman repeatedly.

what Hafiz has thrown away is very meaningful and happy for Kahfi.

the female figure that he once said was wayward is now a figure of opium for him.

if Hafiz knew like her he would cry blood, throwing away the diamond just for empty solids.

"we got on the bike..!" kahfi said pulling Yasmin's hand closer to a red sport bike.

"who's got?"

yasmin said, because as far as he knew the Kahfi sport motorbike was green.

"from a business colleague, he said a wedding gift for us!"

kahfi said leaning on the motor then holding both hands Yasmin.

He used to hate riding a bike like this, but maybe another if with kahfi.

"our goods have been brought with us by the driver.we use this motorbike!"a smile then pulled Yasmin's body eroding the distance between the two of them.

yasmin's heart skipped a beat as Kahfi stared at her lovingly, a gaze that made her lulled.

"bang..we're home now, it's in the basman!

Yasmin's afraid that later....!"

yasmin said halted as Kahfi dipped her short.

Yasmin froze for a moment and then corrected Yasmin's pasmina and put a helmet on her head.

"we continue at home....!"

"Ang....!"

yasmin Merona said, why always go in that direction.

Yasmin hugged the kahfi from behind, like this is comfortable if with a halal lover but if with a friend like Lutfhi for example.yasmin will think again to do it even though he did not deny that Yasmin was once drifting on a pseudo-buai while with Lutfhi.

the motor stopped at a red light, Yasmin was glued as she turned her head to the left and saw Hafiz was staring at her in the car.

smiling to see Yasmin hugging kahfi.

kahfi himself did not realize that ha, he focused on staring at the road.

never happened before but Hafiz did not realize Yasmin with kahfi, different from now when he realized that Kahfi actually took Yasmin away holding her hand tightly, holding her hand tightly, giving off the warmth that Yasmin had once expected from her but she ignored it.

it turns out that it is not only money that Yasmin needs, but the inner living that she ignores.

it leads to destruction, separation, leaving no regrets.

Hafiz wiped away her tears, and tried to be sincere.Maybe the pain that she was incurring was not strung like what she currently felt.

**

before long they arrived in front of the house Kahfi, seen the door immediately opened revealing Sinta who immediately welcomed his arrival.

"assalamualaikum.mi" said Yasmin approached Sinta and immediately kissed her hand in the kahfi follow from behind.

"walaikumsalam"

sinta said, bringing Yasmin into the house.

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