Not Planned Love (R3)

.34-punishment

📚.34-Punishment

{BE CAREFUL, THIS PART HAS A HIGH UWUUAN LEVEL}

"Those who love one another with my majesty, for them are towers of light, prophets and martyrs envy one another." - Love one another because of the majesty of God

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"Where are you going to take Kara?" Ask the beautiful girl, for the umpteenth time.

"Room."

"Room? But right, yanda's room downstairs?" Confused Kara.

Since Arsyad took her out of the man's room, Kara did not know where they were going. To be sure, now Arsyad still take him to walk somewhere while grasping tightly his fingers.

Arrived at the very back, on the other wing of the Radityan mansion. The place that Kara had come with Arsyad, when traveling around this magnificent house.

"Read room?" Confused Kara.

"There's something you have to punish here." Arsyad's scales are small, right next to Kara's ears.

"The punishment? W-who wants yanda's law?" Ask Kara clumsy.

The beautiful girl could feel the roar of Arsyad's warm breath. After all, their faces were only a few cent away at this moment.

"You."

"K-ara?" Kara stamped, saying her own name.

The handsome man smiled thinly, then he chose to pull the hand of the wife back. Took him into the reading waste.

"Yes, you have a small punishment for you."

"W-what? Didn't you apologize earlier?" Tweet Kara scared.

"You're not gonna get K-ara, are you?" The little ledge of the girl came to a halt, as the burly hand carrying her came to a halt.

"Don't be afraid, yanda won't hurt you."

"You lied?" Ask Kara to investigate.

"No."

"Promise?" Arsyad nodded steadily.

"But his name was also punished. Nothing that doesn't hurt?" Goodgood. Kara quickly responded to judge things logically.

Arsyad shook his head, smiling faintly.

"It's gonna be fun. Without involving pain."

"Yes promise?" Arsyad nodded steadily.

"Come on." The man continued his steps.

Arriving at the end of the room, at the back of the bookcase. The handsome man turned around, staring at the neatly lined bookshelf before him.

"What do you want?"

"Remember this, a book about family." The handsome man showed her a worn-out book, with the title 'About Family' on its cover.

"About Families?"

"Smoke, press, Push. Then," Pause Arsyad for a moment.

"Open." Further.

"Wow, amazing." Enthusiastic Kara, amazed to see one part of the book catalog in front of them open.

Showing a secret room behind it. "Subhanallah. That's right Kara." Arsyad Instruction.

"Yes, I mean Kara Subhanallah."

Arsyad nodded, and he brought his wife inside. Closing the door again, to form a bookshelf as before out there.

"Cool. It's like Papi's archive room in Singapore. Exactly." Honestly Kara, still amazed by how they entered this room.

"Ups. Kara's down." His great-grandson was small, as he realized his carelessness.

Arsyad shook his head inexhaustibly, while walking away from his wife.

"Where are you going? Kara's afraid of being alone."

The handsome man did not say much, he preferred to pull the curtain curtain that covered the large window behind it. When it was pulled, the bright moonlight instantly shone on the place. A large room that was quite dark. There are only a few yellow lights with beautiful flower shapes there, as a light. The room, in fact, is a bed. Complete with a wooden cupboard decorated with dragon size on the door leaf, also a king-size bed with wooden frame and white mosquito nets that adorn 4 magnificent pillars. There are also two large frames, which show a military-style wedding procession.

"The Wedding Pora. One of the series of events that must be done, if a member of the officer is married." Arsyad.

As understood, if the wife is asking will be two big photos that display a picture of the sword orgos event at the wedding of her grandparents-Ibra and Silvia, great-grandfather, the sword of chivalry in the marriage of his parents-Van'ar and Aurra. This room is indeed futuristic, with some ornaments that are thick with the diversity of Indonesian culture. This room was built by Ibra, especially when he wanted to be alone. Or, when he had to make one of his sons or grandchildren isolate themselves in this place when grief covers his heart.

The tools of worship along with the holy book of the Qur'an, also appear neatly stored on the nightstand. Side by side with several thick books neatly arranged. In the other dingding, there is a large frame in which are attached photos of Radityan family members from the first generation to their grandchildren.

"Hm, yanda why show this to Kara?" Little Kara's great-grandson.

The girl was curious, somehow Arsyad brought her here. Though yes, the man mentioned about the punishment that will be given.

"Cabin." Call Arsyad.

The handsome man was standing by the window behind him. Letting the moonlight of the night, hit his beautiful face.

"Why, Arsyad wants Kara's law?" Instead of answering, the handsome man was busy fixing the wife's hair that fell into some parts of her beautiful face.

"Yes. Your punishment awaits." Arsyad lirih.

Kara swallowed her hard-earned saliva. She had never seen her husband this serious. Moreover, he was angry and would give him punishment.

"You know what your mistake was?" Ask Arsayd, raising his wife's chin to lean towards him.

"Hm, that's Kara-" Cicit Kara's confused.

"K-ara, Kara's sorry about yanda. Kara's wrong, kara didn't obey yanda." Kara's tiny lips spoke in one breath.

He is still innocent and always obedient. It was hard for him to lie. For Arsyad, this is the real challenge for him. The innocence of the wife, which she must form properly so as not to become a boomerang in the future. Girl as innocent as Kara, it's very valuable. Given the position this girl means so much to her family, including Arsyad. It is his responsibility, to keep him, to give him insight, affection, also with a set of other responsibilities.

The girl is still innocent, behind her beautiful innocent face. Saved a clean heart that has mass wounds that carry disease until now. It's Arsyad's job, to look after and direct the wife.

"How do you know breaking a promise is wrong?" The beautiful girl nodded weakly.

"Why is it done?"

"You're just curious about yanda." Answer Kara lirih.

"Kara, the curiosity sometimes plunges. Therefore, we must be good at controlling that curiosity."

"Eum, is that it?"

"Hm."

"I'm sorry, Kara broke yanda's promise. Kara promised, Kara won't break her promise again." Kara said, while showing her puppy eyes.

Arsyad looked at his wife, and then he lifted his two hands into the air.

"Don't make these two hands to find something that invites danger."

Cup

"Don't use this thought to dig up what you think is right when it's not true."

Cup

Again, the handsome man kissed Kara's head after saying so.

"Don't make these two eyes a source of vision for what you can't see."

Cup

This time, kisses dropped on both of the wife's eyelids.

Arsyad's attention now wailed, before looking back at his wife and blurting out.

"And do not make this, as a tool to quibble when after digging up an uncertainty let alone a target."

The fingers began to play an active role, touching the thin lips of natural pink. For the size of the sultan's son who was spoiled by the facilities, Kara was not much of a whim. However, his body is well maintained. Even though he himself never makeup like a girl in general.

The owner was silent, with a fierce pounding that thrashed his chest. After all, Kara did not know which way the situation was jutting. That innocent brain, still guessing hell. One thought, as long as Arshad did it he would shut up and accept it. His heart believes, and he will always believe.

"Don't make this a tool for lying." Said Arsyad, lowering his eyes.

Kissing the thin lips pink natural is slowly tampa haste. Teach one thing about his little wife, if she does not like to be lied to, deceived, especially by using her property. He took one light right the earliest he thought. His first kiss became his wife's property, and vice versa. He is sure, his wife is still taking care of his good degan. Especially under Tyoga's protection, where one man dared to touch his daughter.

"Remember that, Kara." He said, after opening his eyes again.

"Um, i-tu, k-ara.... " Squeak the wife is confused.

Arsyad smiled faintly, then his two hands moved to embrace the tiny body of the wife. He knew his little wife was in shock with what he had just done. After all, Arsyad's initial intention was only to give punishment in the form of learning through distance. However, the message, even it is realized in another way. After all, they already have halal lebel anyway. So it is only natural that if one kiss Arsyad give, he also did it based on his instincts without excessive behavior that will damage the trust of many people.

Even so, Arsyad also feels guilty enough to dare to take something without asking first. If only Tyoga knew, either would be mutated to which state Arsyad would later.

"Sorry, you didn't ask for permission." He shrieked, while stroking the wife's tiny back to relax.

"How angry?" He asked, loosening his wound a little because there was no response from his wife.

"Cara-"

The beautiful girl shook her head immediately. "That was, what was yanda's name?"

Arsyad forgot one important thing here. Your wife is naive bang, understand?

The handsome man smiled faintly. A thin smile that can shake the universe when the women see it. Her burly hand was raised, to touch the gentle voice of the wife, dear.

"Is that what you call a kiss?" The handsome man's eyebrows gnawed.

"Where does Kara know that word?"

"Hyung asked. Did Arsyad ever kiss Kara, so. What was that, a kiss?" Tanya Kara plain.

"Hm. Aye." Yeah." Arsyad just said it.

"But that was, more toward the kiss. Not a kiss."

"really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Because even though he never did, at least Arsyad knows the difference between the two. Do not forget the fact that he also grew and developed with his 3 cousins who are different in appearance and personality. One playboy, the other fakboy, and the other satunya belongs to the coolkasboy class, such as.

"What's that other word for sun, like a baby twitch does?" Ask the wife again.

"Hm." Kikuk Arsyad, while scratching his nape that does not itch.

The beautiful girl smiled, then touched her own lips. "Kara likes it, yanda love her sun here. Yanda the first love sun so."

Arsyad's heart is pretty good. His heart was touched by the words his wife said. Right no, it's Kara's first kiss, her first kiss anyway. Arsyad at least proud, could be the first person for Kara as well as Kara.

"Listen, but Kara can't ask sun like this to anyone else." Arsyad gave understanding.

"Hyung? Can't I?" Arsyad.

"But why? Usually Hyung is also the Sun known as Kara, the kayak that you just did. Smear too."

The handsome man breathed heavily.

"On the forehead may be, but only papih and yanda may love. Remember?" Arsyad's starting to look possessive eh?

The beautiful girl nodded obediently. "If another man who loves sun kayak hyung, will sin ya yanda?"

"Hm."

"God doesn't like it?"

"Hm. Yes, now come." The handsome man led his wife to the window.

"Other times, don't lie anymore let alone cover something up. Kara has to be honest ok?" The beautiful girl nodded.

"How to be able to take care of yourself, do not easily believe as true. Understood?" The girl nodded obediently.

"If anyone wants to find out, be asked, or be curious, Kara knows who to ask?"

The girl nodded. "Yanda. Kara's gonna ask Yanda."

"Smart. Now here, sleep."

Kara shuffled, sitting herself next to Arsyad. Sitting on a long sofa facing the moon that is shining brightly up there. The two young men chose to rest themselves, after being felt enough to speak. A pair of Adam's children were asleep, but one of them was not asleep. His eyes were still awake, while researching the beautiful figure that had closed his eyes beside him.

"Be a strong girl, Kara. Because of you, there are many obstacles out there." Sluggishly.

"One day, when I can't protect you up close. I hope you can take care of yourself."

"Because," the handsome man's words paused for a moment.

"I couldn't stay longer. There's something I need to do, so that our future is secured in the future. There's something I have to prove, to make me worthy of you, Kara."

It is not a matter of responsibility placed on his shoulders, but there is also one thing that needs to be proven to people who still look at him one eye. The story with the wife, not like the story of Romeo and Juliet who were tragic because of hindered blessing as well. He and Kara have been allowed to unite by the universe, intentionally or not. But marriage alone is not enough to make sure the family. The existence of social gaps, as well as the status of the future that has not been described should make the Kara family ask questions.

Can Arsyad support their beloved daughter with adequate facilities? Also, should Arsyad be paired with Kara whose name since birth has been plagued by dozens of yakuza, mafia, invisible assassins? Can, can, or can, all the words must be answered by Arsyad through concrete, real and certainly satisfactory evidence.

Because this is not just about wealth, the throne is also a woman. But about a husband who is charged with his responsibilities. Young husband who is not even 19 years old, but the burden he carries is quite heavy from various directions. Keep strong bang Arsyad, you can.

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