Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Wedding Storm

In his room, Prince locked Isma under him. Remain by setting himself up so as not to overlap Isma's stomach. And Isma was still weeping. She began to think and imagine how the affair between her husband and Keyra had been.

It was only Isma's mind, being jealous. Prince never did that. He was sincere just wanted to meet Gabriel without knowing it turned out Keyra deliberately made Gabriel bait only.

"Really, believe. By Allah, I did nothing. By Allah I've never cheated, Deck. Please, please believe…"

Prince also sobbed explaining to Isma. He could not see Isma's sorrow. His world seemed to collapse seeing the current state of Isma.

"I'm sorry. Really, I didn't do anything. She loves adek."

"But I don't believe." Said Isma turning her face away.

Isma does not use the word adek. But, I said. And that's a sign she really doesn't believe in her husband.

Prince releases Isma's body. He sat down beside Isma. He was silent and rubbed his face that was filled with tears.

"What do you have to do to believe?" Bemelu.

Isma was still crying. He also does not know how to. It hurts to remember what just happened.

"Really, deck. Mas never betrayed, Adek."

"I don't know what to do, Mom. I can't possibly ask Mas to stop seeing Gabriel. The boy is innocent at all."

"stand." Prince pulled Isma's body by force.

Isma surprised. He did not expect Prince to do that. Arriving at the bathroom door. Prince raised Isma's body. And Isma closed her eyes. He resigned.

If at this time her husband would hit or be rude to her, she resigned. Isma really still felt very sad and jealous. Her trust in her husband has not returned.

Once you arrive in the bathroom. Prince undid all of Isma's clothes, wearing a thin cloth covering his body. Then, the inclusion of Isma's body into a new bathtube in warm water with moderate temperature.

Isma did not open her eyes. She was crying, but kept quiet. A moment later he felt a touch that was far more warming than the water.

"Mas will stop seeing Gabriel forever. I just feel sorry for that kid. I don't love that kid. I told you, right. All love is for the love. And love is already here."

Prince said that while touching all parts of Isma's body including Isma's stomach covered with thin cloth.

"Mas knows, dear is thinking about a lot of things. But, really forgive Mas for being indifferent while being with Gabriel. That's what Mas did, because Mas knew, when Gabriel was close between the two of us. Gabriel will continue to blame dear. Mas didn't want the boy's mouth to hurt Mas's halal lover, this." She stroked Isma's long hair which belonged only to her.

Slowly Isma opened her eyes. Prince's eyes were deep. Then Isma cried when she found honesty in her husband's sad eyes.

Isma's hand grabbed Prince's face. Then put both hands on Prince's shoulders.

"She was afraid.sadak was afraid of angry Mas." The whine starts to fade.

A smile now adorns Prince's lips, as he feels his wife is back. That means his wife trusts him again. Prince hugged Isma's body. Isma's body came out of the bathtube.

He replaced the thin cloth on Isma's body with a bathrobe. She also changed her clothes that were wet.

"Dear cold?" Back to Isma.

"No. Just confused why did you bring me here?"

"The plan is to do a scene like in that mafia novel." Prince smiled seductively.

"What?" Shouted Isma afraid.

"Don't be afraid. They won't do that. They're just kidding. After all, I just want to make my dear heart calmer. When the warm water had entered the pores of the body dear, blood circulation will flow well. So that the emotional stress in the heart and mind of dear ones gradually softens." Evidently.

"Is this inspired by the medical drama?" Isma asked, wrapping her hands around her husband as her body was held back.

They came out of the bathroom feeling happier and calmer.

Prince gave an anxious laugh seeing Isma whipping his lips. Then, Prince put his shirt on Isma, without using any other interior.

"Mas, you don't want to be like this. It's not comfortable." His protest.

Prince placed his index finger on Isma's lips, so Isma would stop talking. Then, Prince held Isma's body and placed it on the bed.

"Father's kids have calmed down, right? Don't bother Mother. Let the mother rest easy tonight." Touching Isma's stomach.

Isma smiled, because she felt her husband was cute and also amused because Prince touched his stomach barefoot.

"May Mas sleep while hugging dear tonight?"

Isma nodded quickly. It seems his anger has subsided. The feeling of fresh sensation by the warm water earlier, really-bruise effective eliminate the uncomfortable feeling in his heart and mind.

Prince lay next to Isma. His head was placed in the recess of Isma's neck. While his hand stroked Isma's stomach.

Prince pulled out a blanket to cover their bodies.

"Bersholawatlah's. I want to hear sholawat."

Isma chanted sholawat as her husband wished. After breaking the hole, Prince recited short surahs while continuing to stroke Isma's stomach.

How happy Isma is. He wants to cry again. This time a happy cry. After the storm, God gave him the stars to accompany his sleep.

"I'm sorry, Mom."

"Sleep. Adek did nothing wrong. Who always hurt. He promised not to hurt her. Forgive me, for still hurting the adek." He said as he stroked Isma's face.

"Don't leave it adek." Approaching His Body to the Prince.

Prince swiftly spoiled Isma's body in his warm embrace. He kissed Isma's forehead, before closing his eyes.

'Thank you God. You answered my prayer to be kept away from all those who intend to be wronged. Cover our marriage, O Allah. Aamiin.' Inner Prince.

Meanwhile. Vino and Keyra just arrived at the hotel. Keyra laid down the body of Gabriel who had fallen asleep while on the road. Gabriel's eyes looked swollen from crying and raging to stay at Prince's house.

Then, he approached Vino who was staring deep through the glass wall of the hotel room.

"Mas.." Keyra hugged Vino's body from behind.

Vino was silent. Don't want to make any sound. He was really upset, angry and disappointed at Keyra.

"Please forgive me. I didn't mean to…"

Before Keyra finished his words. Vino removed Keyra's hand from her body.

"Mas..I'm sorry, Mas.." Hold Vino's leg.

Keyra knelt while tightly holding Vino's leg so as not to step away leaving her.

"All my fault. I realize I'm not used to making you happy. Perhaps, the only way is best for us.." Staring at Gabriel's sleeping face.

"We better split up." Rigorously.

"No, Mas. No, Mas. I don't want to. Ilove you. I know, I'm lonely, because Mas is rarely with me and Gabriel. But, really, I don't want us to be apart." The cry of protest while continuing to hold Vino's leg.

Vino's tears fell on Keyra's head.

"Do you love Prince?"

Quickly Keyra shook her head. He held his head up while shaking and crying.

"I just love, Mom. I fell asleep because he was watching Gabriel very much..."

"Then, from now on. Don't ever see Gabriel with Prince again." Rigorously.

"Yes, Mas. I promise I won't bring Gabriel to Prince again. I'm sorry Mas.." He said in tears.

Slowly Vino pulled Keyra's body to stand up. Vino's over-grown love for Keyra made his heart melt. He hugged Keyra's body.

"Don't leave me, Mum. I don't want us to be apart. I promise I won't do anything silly."

Vino nodded, then kissed Keyra on the lips. They release their feelings by venting each other's desires that have been held back all this time.

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