Ramadhan Imamku (Accomplishing the Love of Allah)
Need an Azka Explanation
Happy re-show, happy-tu
The park area of the city is spacious, making them walk a little away from the direction of the parking lot.
The big question mark is in the minds of Ramadhan and Khansa. Who is the father and mother of this child.
The little girl ran over, approaching the handsome man who of course. Khansa knew him well.
"Father, Naura has met with mama Khansa. Why don't papah hug and join mama Khansa? Even this one with mama Khansa?"
"A-azka?"
"The khansa? I-I can explain this later Khansa.
Naura, papah now has a patient. We don't have much time, let's go home first. Next time we'll see mama Khansa again.
Khansa, don't forget your regular check schedule this week."
Azka immediately grabbed the little girl's body into her arms.
"But Naura wants the same mama Khansa, she wants,
Papa evil huuuhuu." Naura cried and smacked the small shoulder of the man she called the papah.
Without saying goodbye to Khansa and Ramadhan, Azka immediately left behind a couple who still need a lot of explanation from an Azka.
The handsome face of Ramadan seemed to think of something.
"Wasn't Doctor Azka your friend from the childhood of Khansa? How could he have children but you don't know? Even his son can be so sure you're his mother? Is there something you're hiding from me, Khansa?"
"By Allah for the sake of Rosul Allah dear, I really do not know if Azka already had a daughter. And I also never know if he's married, if he's married, we all know baby. But Azka never married."
Khansa tries to explain the truth as it is. But Khansa could sense that her husband had not been able to accept her explanation.
"Does my darling doubt me? Does baby not believe me?" Khansa asked what was going through her husband's mind.
"I can't answer Khansa, not even your husband has ever touched you." The Ramadan timpal flat as it passed walked away from Khansa.
The tear swirling over the border of Khansa's netra. True to her guess, her husband doubted her. But what her husband said was true, they were married for a month. They have never had a relationship like husband and wife.
I can't let this misunderstanding drag on. I have to go to Azka and ask the truth about the boy. How could Azka have had children, whereas Khansa had never seen Azka close to any woman.
Batin Khansa said so.
Khansa did not pay attention to Ramadhan again where it went, Khansa immediately gas-fired to Azka's house not far from the city park location.
Khansa had just parked his car in front of the gate of Azka's house, he had been greeted first by Azka's house guard.
"Hai non Khansa, tumben here. It's been a long time, never been here again."
"Assalamualaikum sir, is Azka home?" Tanya Khansa tried to the point.
"Wa'alaikumsalam non Khansa, but Mr. Azka is not at home. From this morning the master has not come home, inside there are only helpers." Obviously, Bambang.
"Bambang sir isn't lying, is he? Where is Naura sir? Is he really Azka's son?"
"Naura who is mba? Well if the matter is non Khansa ask directly to Mr. Azka only. I don't know non, even if I know you can't tell me, hehehhee."
"Uh, no employer is the same security guard. All the mysterious pretentious! bummer! Then this keeps me at a great disadvantage!"
"Loh, kok non Khansa became angry so. What is my fault, non?"
"Ga know already, I say yes, Mr. Bambang!
Assalamualaikum!"
"Wa'alaikumsalam, oh no Khansa is weird."
Khansa drove back to the hospital where Azka practiced and called her several times. But the result is all.
Where did Azka go? Why did he avoid me after this?
*Areally who is Naura?
Why would you hide all this from me Azka?
Bugh*!
Khansa hit the steering wheel of his car because he was upset, today all he was looking for was always getting a dead end.
I don't think the time is 18:35
Maghrib time has come.
Khansa decided to end Azka's search today, and drove home.
Ramadhan must have been waiting for him from home.
"Assalamualaikum" cried Khansa when he had just opened the main door of the house.
"Wa'alaikumsalam sis, shall I make you some tea? Or milk?"
"There's no need for Ayesha," Seutas smiled back at Aisyah's question.
"No need Aisyah, your sister will soon learn her own cooking course. So that he could immediately tell the difference between sugar and salt." The words of Ramadan sound very cold. Even that coldness Khansa can feel to the bone.
"Sir?" Aisyah's face beamed at her brother's truly drastic change.
"I-iya deck," Khansa answered hesitantly.
"Ba-well, you excuse me on Ayesha's deck."
Khansa immediately cleaned his body, splashing water from the shower above his head made the tubers that had been boiling to be a little cooler.
In an instant Azka broke the attitude of Ramadan to him, no intimacy at all was unraveled. Only cold words were so piercing the recesses of his heart.
Not lingering because the Maghrib time is very short, Khansa immediately ablaze and perform his Maghrib prayer alone.
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullah,"
Khansa read the Qur'an verses in her lap.
Not perfect qiro'nya because it has been a long time Khansa did not learn to teach anymore.
I don't think the time has come.
Khansa, who had just finished teaching him, was surprised by the presence of Ramadan in front of him.
Khansa understood, and immediately became a mum at that time.
Kissing the back of Ramadhan's hand was awkward at the time.
"Khansa-"
"Hm-yeah," Khansa tried to reduce her nervousness and fear.
"I want us to perfect both our religion and our marriage tonight, don't you mind?"
To be honest, I also need certainty with my heart, Khansa, have you ever belonged to anyone else?
If I demand her honesty, I feel ashamed. I know I made a mistake with your honesty problem Khansa.
"I-iya, brother. Khansa go to the toilet first."
Her heart was beating so fast, Khansa ransacked her personal care equipment in the bathroom.
Brush your teeth again, it is not enough with that Khansa gargles with Listerine to make sure the mouth is fresh and does not smell when kissing with Ramadan. Use body serum all over his body to feel more fresh.
"I think this is enough, I will not be ashamed to face my husband."
The materials when he sat in college many who touched on the beginning of sexual intercourse until the formation of the fetus, the beginning of conception, so that it all makes Khansa already have thoughts that wander everywhere and suggestions herself, she will prepare herself when having intimate relations with her husband well.
Khansa doesn't want to disappoint her husband.
"What are you doing in Khansa's bathroom? 30minutes you were there."
"Hm-I, I-my stomach mules brother Ramadan. Sorry for waiting so long."
A knot smile was present on the lips of Ramadan, he knew if his wife was busy preparing herself to face him.
Gently Ramadan took off the hijab that Khansa was wearing.
"Are you nervous?" Ramadhan saw Khansa's hands shaking as she removed Khansa's hijab.
"No-no, I'm not nervous." Khansa's gaze he threw in any direction.
The distinctive fragrance of the shampoo that Khansa wore was striking, when her hijab was successfully dated in the hands of Ramadan.
Ramadhan drew Khansa's nape closer to him, the hunting breath Khansa could feel right then and there.
Slowly but surely Ramadan kissed his wife's pink lips.
And Khansa closed her eyes.
"Don't break dong Khansa, later if it turns out that kissed not me how?"
Ramadhan ledek whose heart began to melt from kissing Khansa.
"Sir Ramadhan is evil," Khansa gently struck the chest of the field of Ramadan, but at that time Khansa directly draped her hand to the neck of Ramadan.
Khansa seemed to lead the game at that time, due to the mockery of Ramadan as if challenging himself to lead while the warm-up this time.
When Khansa is busy****** Ramadan lips, Ramadan uses this opportunity to remove the clothes attached to Khansa and herself.
And the sports scene that the singles could not do was happening right then and there.
Ea-ea-the singles and the unmarried do not hallucinate then practice yes. Not allowed, later the practice test when it has passed the marriage pledge only. So detained first, for those who are married, the monggo can be executed immediately now. Faster betterππ
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