My Ottoman Girl

Pre Unboxing

Izza room that has been conjured into a peach-colored and white wedding room that impressed elegant and luxurious. Secretly Aygul is very talented to design the interior of his sister-in-law's room into a beautiful room and make comfortable the newlyweds to carry out the first recorded worship.

Given her closeness to Izza all this time she felt the same happiness as the bride. So in the spirit of 45 he asked permission to decorate his sister's room.

Izza who wanted to make her sister-in-law was happy to let her remodel and decorate her private room according to her request. Although later Dad has provided a hotel room for his first place to spend the night.

The scent of jasmine and rose flowers and fragrant meangas filled the 6x6-meter room. The bed had been decorated in such a way, there were two geese from a white towel sitting clutched on a white bed sheet sprinkled with red rose petals.

The two brides were already in the room together, it was still day and the guests of close relatives still took off longing on the veranda of the mother house, the day was still daytime, there is a joke in the backyard that has been pasangi tent with a variety of living flower decorations and tables filled with cakes and fresh fruits.

This afternoon event is still free until before dusk they must be at the hotel where the reception. Mother has herded the two brides into the room so that they can rest for a while before carrying out the reception later that night which will confiscate her energy.

This was the first time he had entered his wife's room. Awesome to see the contents of his wife's room arranged neatly there. Then he distracts her by sharpening his gaze on the face of Izza's cute ayu who is sitting down while looking down on the sofa in the corner of the room.

Zein walked up to the woman who had just halted her. His heart was like a boisterous drumbeat. There was a sense of nervousness because only this time he was so close physically to a woman inside the sealed room.

Confused mixed trembling was the situation he was now facing. Even though he is a good public speaking when dealing with hundreds of audiences when in the hospital or when he was a speaker at a scientific seminar.

But to face one special woman in this room it feels like her tongue is so dumb to say a word that represents her current feelings.Haru happy and proud to be the one gathered on her face.

But because of his instincts as a man and priest to his wife, he ventured to approach the queen in his heart.

"Assalamu'alaikum dear. "his greeting is gentle while taking both hands of Izza who is crispy on the lap. This affectionate mention makes the little one who has changed status from single to wife smile shyly, a pink tinge decorated on both her fragrant cheeks.

"Waalaikum salam, Mas. "he answered softly.

Zein raised his wife's body to stand parallel to her. His body is 175 cm tall with an ideal body weight that looks tall when dealing with the favorite daughter of Mr. Birendra.

"Thank you for being my wife, for accepting that this nobody is your companion. And perfecting half my long worship. So my friends, friends, wife and mother of my children.. " Their faces looked at each other in a friendly manner. There was a subtle swish that passed through his tribe when they came so close like this.

"Yes, Mas, I'm also grateful because Mas chose me to be your wife and partner in life. Guide me to be the wife of sholihah who will accompany you to his jannah.Regur me if I make a mistake but do not snatch me yes Mas, I can not if Mas raise the tone of voice 1 octave." his speech was very deep as he stared at the bead of the man's eyes that had filled the recesses of his heart a few months ago.

The handsome, thin-moustached doctor looked down on his face and "dear, can you kiss me? " the question is timid when they want and expect more.

Izza was more and more excited to hear my honest husband's request she was also nervous and had never done that with another man. But because the request was from his loved ones and was already worth the reward then he nodded his head timidly.

Zein's right hand held Izza's back head and her left hand hugged the wife's slender waist in a friendly manner. But the girl still did not move because she had no experience at all with Zein also did her only with her instincts. Getting closer to the tiny lips nan ranum and pink it makes the cold heat of feeling. Lips with lips were approaching and Zein tried to pierce his lips slowly and soulfully.

This was the first kiss for the two of them, it felt like floating on the wind, Fused lips and the roar of the breath that required stirring up beautiful gallons in their hearts, as if he was sipping water in the middle of the desert, the longer Zein more enjoy the game and make it opium. The sound of his sigh hunting down and letting out a sigh from his female mouth.

The two of them paused for a moment to scoop up the oxygen that was running low because of their tongue play. Both of them still looked stiff and embarrassed but did not stop to do his hand Umaizah locked her husband's neck until the door of the bridal room was typed from the outside three times.

Izza let go of her husband's appearance because she was jolted at the knock. Zein smiled with both misty eyes holding back the sparkle of her love. Izza immediately justified her hijab that was a little messy because of her husband's actions. Then he rushed to open the door. Zein was already in a sitting position in front of the dressing table and undressed her bride.

" Hey little mistress, still this afternoon have already checked in. hehehe" it turns out that ignorant brother who knocked on the door. She looked at her head into her sister's room and saw her sister-in-law undressing.

" Eh.. doctor, do not practice anatomy of the body during the day yes..it sounds outside. wkwkwkwkkw" Hafiz's most fond of rubbing both.

Zein smiled shyly while throwing a lump of tissue at the door, and in the laughter of the friend who had become his sister-in-law. Hafiz saw that the lipstick on her sister's lips had faded a little and was blown away.

Ckkk. This must have been Zein who had poisoned the brain of his beloved sister.. His mind is hilarious. Hafiz rubbed Izza's lips with her right hand.

" Noh, ngaca first, belepatan tuh Zein's lips still look "the tempt Hafiz more nosy and make the newlyweds embarrassed and close the door again.

" Eh.k is closed anyway... The urcil! Many guests who nyariin you guys do not get it first! " ledek Hafiz is becoming.

Izza stomped her feet between annoyance and embarrassment to her brother like that but she saw Zein as ordinary as there was never a bully against the newlyweds.

"Darling, here. Udah ah no need in ladenin Mas Hafiz is nosy really. Here Mas help release the hijab and her clothes. Surely you are sultry right..? " Zein approached his wife who was still standing in front of the door.