My love is blocked by your throne

61. Night Sports And Morning Sports.

One different thing he got this morning, when he opened his eyes after going through a very deep sleep, the first thing he saw was the natural beautiful face of Aura, which was still deep in his arms.

Damaresh looked at that face in every inch of her with a look of admiration, truly Aura had a natural beauty that greatly dazzled the eyes.

Damaresh felt he had missed the facts a lot

it is important about the girl who has officially become a woman after surrendering herself whole to him. Among them the beauty and softness of his skin, which when touched with the tips of fingers only, the feeling of Damaresh immediately brushed with his wild fantasies.

Due to the touch of his fingers on the calm face of Aura, the owner of the face showed light movement, distracted from his comfortable sleep.

Then his eyelids opened, a shady light emanating from his clear well, staring at the smiling face of Damaresh for him.

"Morning," Sapa Damaresh with a smile.

"Morning too," Aura replied as well with her smile.

"Sorry I interrupted your sleep,"

Aresh again rubbed Aura's lower lip with the tip of his fingers.

"It's time I woke up."

Aura grabbed the fingers. "What time is it?"

"Fifth hour."

"Astaghfirlooh," Aura nodded.

"I have to pray at dawn" he said and immediately removed his blanket to get off the bed.

But the girl immediately screamed stifledly looking at her own plain body without a thread.

Aura immediately pulled the blanket back up

limited to the chest with hunting breath and a pair of eyes that glanced right-left, a chicken thief that had just been caught by residents.

Damaresh smiled with anxiety at his wife's behavior and immediately menoel the tip of his nose.

"Why hmm?"

"How do I get to the bathroom?"

"Want me to carry?" Damaresh.

"Bu-Not so."

"Then?"

"Will you get me my clothes?" pinta Aura was hopeful.

"Where are your clothes?"

"In the bathroom, you opened it last night there, right?"

"When? I don't remember." Damaresh rolled his eyes like he was trying to remember something.

"Rush.." Aura stared at menhiba.

"What?" Damaresh maintains that fashion keeps everything in mind.

"Did you really not remember everything?"

aura asked with a sad look and tears that were ready to spill from her petals.

Damaresh rubbed gently on Aura's cheekbones.

"I remember everything, Arra. Every inch of your body I remember, and it feels like, it's also me-"

Damaresh decided to cast a charade forgetting his memory because he could not bear to see the expression of Aura's face, but the man could not finish all his sentences because Aura immediately covered her mouth with an index finger.

"Please, just get me my clothes" he asked once more.

The man obediently, he immediately sat down to make the blanket covering his body sag to the bottom of the stomach. Aura gasped at the sight of the torn bread as mentioned in the novel's story there.

"Why? you just saw her? didn't you see him last night too? Ah I forgot last night you closed your eyes a lot than-"

"Aresh enough!" Aura again cut off Damaresh's words while covering her face with both hands. "I'm ashamed," he said.

Damaresh smiled and stole a kiss on Aura's forehead before inching down and wrapping her body in a towel then returning up onto the bed and lifting Aura's plain body into the bathroom. Ahh what else is going to happen??

"You take a shower!" Aresh rubbed Aura's tense face while smiling gently and immediately rushed out.

Aura breathed his breath in relief, his mind was already flying everywhere when suddenly Damaresh lifted his body without a word, he was worried that his intention to take a bath would end with morning exercise, maybe he will be left behind prayer time,

Thankfully, that worry did not happen.

There was a prayer that was said in the heart of Aura when his face bowed above the prostration, in a prayer mat with a body wrapped in a face.

Today, Rabb, I have completed my worship as a wife for my husband, inshaallah I am sincere because you are rabb..

One of my prayers, I also want to worship with him in front of you like this, I want my husband to be my prayer priest, please open his heart and guide him..

Aura finished her prayer and ended her prostration, she was still sitting with her dhikr when there was a knock on the door of the room.

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"Aresh," There was a Kaivan sound between the door knocks. Silence there was no sound, no answer.

Kaivan repeated his call plus his beat.

Only then did the door open from the inside and display the silhouette of a beautiful hijab-wearing woman, Kaivan gasped.

"Ara?"

Aura smiled gently.

"You-you're here?" asked Kaivan in wonder as he frowned. What is Kai? Aresh and Arra are halal couples, it is only natural that they sleep in a room.

Aura nodded. "Mas Kai is looking for Aresh, isn't he? he's in the shower!"

"Oo that's it." Kaivan scratched his temple with his index finger. "We have a morning exercise plan, I've been waiting for him since," Kaivan said.

"Oo yes, maybe he forgot" said Aura.

"Please tell him, I'm waiting downstairs."

After getting a nod from Aura, Kaivan rushed away as Aura closed the door again.

Damaresh approached Kaivan who was sitting on the side porch about half an hour later.

Kaivan only glanced at his best friend who was sitting next to him with the tip of his eye, and again his attention turned to the white screen of the flat object he was holding.

"Have you called?" ask Damaresh without mentioning what the objeck is, because Kaivan must have known what it means.

"Yes, fifteen o'clock," he said. Kaivan really understood. "And I've also reported our return schedule tomorrow, according to your instructions," Kaivan continued, although his gaze remained unchanged from the flat object in front of him.

"Well, read what?" ask Damaresh later.

"Articles on the difference between night sports and morning exercise. You know what the difference is?" Kaivan turned his gaze to Damaresh who this morning looked so fresh, her handsome face looking brighter than usual.

"Night exercise, improves enzyme activity and muscle function and helps relax the body after a long day of work.

Morning exercise maintains ideal body weight, prevents the arrival of disease, improves the atmosphere

liver, increase energy."

Damaresh answered smoothly based on what he already knew.

"It's true, and usually the evening's exercise is done in bed, if it's morning exercise in the bathroom, right?" Kaivan looked at Damaresh while raising his eyebrows.

"What do you mean?" Damaresh has not yet come up with Kaivan's intentions.

"I'm just understanding the situation, Aresh.

If you've been doing night sports with Arra, maybe also plus morning exercise. So forget our last-night agreement to sport around the complex this morning,"

kepatas Kaivan ended with a slow chuckle.

"Ckk," Damaresh showed a sebal.could-can executive assistant was menjajanya with this absorbent.

"Where?" ask Kaivan later.

"What?"

"Sports?"

"I will never share that moment with anyone, let alone with you" said Damaresh, who immediately made Kaivan laugh.

"Jiahh you finally rose to status now yes, not just as a man, but as a husband."

Kaivan continued with his laughter which only got a glance from Damaresh. The man just stopped laughing because he saw the silhouette of Aura approaching them.

Aura placed a glass of warm drink on the front desk of Damaresh while giving a smile to the man who was fully directing his gaze to her. "We will return to Jakarta at three noon, Arra," he said, who immediately got a nod from Aura.

"Well, I'll pack up" said Aura.

"No need to do it yourself, just ask ART!"

"Yes, I'll ask them for help,"

There are two differences in words here, Damaresh said directly to tell ART. Yes it is only natural that he said so, so, because they are the maids on the salary to complete the work that can not be done alone by the employer. It means they are in a position to be ready to take orders.

Aura uses the word "ask for help"

because it was not him who paid them, besides, Aura valued everyone as a free person, regardless of status.

This is one of the differences between Aresh and Arra, which when the differences are united in one container with the principle of mutual respect, the result.

It may be true that one of the leading motives in this country was once said that "That language is a class distinction".

back to Aresh and Arra, and Kai, of course.

"I went inside first, yes" said Arra to Aresh, because his gaze was only on the man. "If you need something, just say it," he added.

Aresh nodded. Next he let Aura go with his gaze that continued to follow.

"Tell me!" said Kaivan who saw Damaresh continue to lead his gaze to Aura.

"What?" Aresh.

"Maybe you'd like to share what you feel this time about your wife."

"I've never had any judgment on Arra about her covered clothes, but now, I totally agree with the way Arra dresses like that, because he covers all her beauty from anyone, and only I can see it. That's what makes me so happy."

The words of Damaresh successfully made Kaivan open half his mouth with a stunned look as if he did not believe.

"Wahhh-" for the next sentence, Kaivan still took a moment to continue.

"Is this really Damaresh Willyam, or ustadz Abdus-Shomad?"

Ehh it turns out Kaivan knows also in ustadz Abdus-Shomad, whether if ustadz solmed, does he know also???

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Hii sorry yes..Up is late..

Very riweh from earlier..

I love the story of Aresh Arra.