Ramadhan Imamku (Accomplishing the Love of Allah)
Boby Married
Happy re-show, happy-tu
Khansa and Ramadhan actually dissolve in a kiss that had been cold tempered into hot temperatures.
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"I love you so much, Khansa, I just need a story from you. Not anyone else or anyone." Gently Ramadan rubbed his wife's slightly wet lips.
Khansa buried her head in the chest of her doubting husband. Although actually the lips, tongue and teeth are still a little mute because quite a long time the two lips are united.
"Haus is the brother?"
Hm-not very sensitive my husband, at this time it feels embarrassed and wants to cry covering the face.
Batin Khansa condemned his innocence.
"Oh-hungry? Wait here for a second, I'll buy you some mineral water first." Ramadhan got out of the car, then ran around to the Indofebruary store which was not far from where his car was parked.
Just 5 minutes, the tall, pure white man is back in the car.
Khansa immediately drank the mineral water offered by her husband until the toilet was not left.
"Wow, thirsty mom? Kaya ran a marathon" said Ramadhan with a smile typical of his mockery.
"Not run a marathon, but run out colonized exactly." Khansa patted her husband's chest.
inhalers, exhale
Once Khansa felt quite ready, she finally began to open serious talks. "Surely, Ramadhan thinks I'm not virgin, right? Because the first time we did it I didn't bleed a bit."
Those beautiful eyes glanced at the face of her husband who now has a biased face as if it was not good because it was too demanding the honesty of his wife.
"6 years ago, I was riding with Hilal kak-" Khansa gave a rude snort and continued speaking again. "When the time came I was fiddling with a race with Hilal, the winner would get whatever request he wanted. Namu was ill at that time the horse I was riding was experiencing acute stress. Whether at what speed I was racing, the horse I was riding was very difficult for me to control. Until finally me and the horse hit a tree not far from our runway at that time. The horse died on the spot because his head hit the tree hard, while I had to bleed because my lining broke. Lucky scar on my stomach is okay." Seen by Khansa bowing her head, the unfortunate incident re-crossed her mind and her worries now also became real.
"Darling," Ramadhan's heart felt pierced by a thousand thorns, he doubted his wife about her virginity, which turned out to be Khansa had a bad thing on her.
This time Ramadan really feels sinful with his thoughts unilaterally.
"It looks like we need a lot of time with my brother, so things don't always happen like this. Fighting over misunderstanding of the past. Considering we're married without any approach." Khansa grimaces.
Ramadhan covers Khansa's face with both hands. "I'm sorry, honey, I'm sorry. I darken my eyes too soon, I promise I won't be like this again. Forgive me this fool," Ramadan lowered his face, he was utterly ashamed of his own wife.
"I can understand, if I were you maybe I'd be worse, hehehehe. Brother Ramadhan remember Naura?" Khansa asked with sparkling eyes.
"Certainly remember, the beautiful little girl who called my wife mama. He's already snatched the mama's call from my kids later who are still in the making projects." Ramadhan is upset.
Khansa pinched the small waist of her protesting husband. "Ouch-amused Khansa,"
"He was Hilal's son with Yuta kak Ramadhan," The anxious look of Khansa was so visible, she was afraid of her husband's response how.
"Wait a minute, Hilal and Yuta, who are you, Khansa?" Search Ramadan.
"Yuta is my best friend brother Ramadhan, he is the younger brother of his cousin Azka. While Hilal is my ex, he also has a cousin-sister but I've never met him because he's been abroad a lot." Khansa obviously just like that.
"Huk, uhuk, uhuk." Ramadan is choked by its own water.
"Silver sacks,"
"So your ex Hilal used to have an affair with your best friend Yuta to have a child like that? Still dating you at the time of the incident?" Ramadhan tried to make sure.
"I don't know if they are having an affair or not, according to Hilal's explanation, it was just a one-night accident. But it turns out Yuta is pregnant, Yuta never explained anything to me first. And then they both, gone, disappeared like they were swallowed up by the earth."
"You are too innocent dear," Ramadan kissed the top of his wife's head with a thousand affections. Ramadhan also directly started the car engine, then drove Khansa car to his resort in Nusa Dua.
"Where are we going, brother? How's brother's car? What if it's lost?"
"Let's just relax, someone will take my car to the office."
"Where do we go?"
"I want to spend the whole day with my wife."
"What about Ramadhan?"
"Astaghfirullah why did my wife suddenly become chatty? I'm still on my leave, waiting for Billar, the UN chief, to decide how to go about my secret mission. I seem to have served long enough, it should have been enough to make up for my mistake."
Finally Khansa chose to be silent, rather than have to say chatty again.
It did not take up to 30 minutes, now the couple is already in the resort lobby.
"Good day sir, a- Assalamualaikum sir Ramadan." The receptionist revised her speech.
Khansa scrunched her forehead, "Sir Ramadhan is here often?"
A moment later the glare of sharp eyes seemed to pierce the eyes of the receptionist. "Ah-no dear, I only have cooperation with the owner of this resort. So the employees here already know me." Greeted with a false smile by the receptionist.
"Oh-so," By the innocence of Khansa's reply.
After the card room is in his grasp, Ramadhan and Khansa headed to their room whose out door room was immediately presented with a view of the beach cliff.
Khansa and Ramadhan enjoy the rest of their days there. And Projects makes children as they say Ramadan really immediately speeded up.
Until nightfall, Khansa and Ramadhan sit in rows over the outdoor waterfront for dinner.
"Will you promise me dear Khansa?Promise me to always tell me anything, so I don't misunderstand you anymore. That's a really weird feeling to describe."
Reveal Ramadan.
"If you do not want to feel strange, then you should not guess Ramadhan brother. Just ask the person directly, brother, sometimes both men and women are also not SENSITIVE to each other."
Khansa.
"I hope we can always be together until death to pick up Khansa, as well as in the afterlife. I hope we're reunited and reunited." The cross-eyed face suddenly glazed over, clasped Khansa's hand tightly and hugged her from behind with confidence and affection.
"God willing, brother Ramadhan, I will love you until my skin is wrinkled, love you until my eyes are myopic, always remember you even though I am senile.
This hand, even if we don't have blood ties. I hope this hand will always hold me when I'm tired. This hand that will always look for me when I am lost will always shower me with love, and affection. And this Hand will also sustain me and my children."
The test! The test!
Khansa can no longer hold back her tears.
Khansa's face and body are now immersed in her husband's warm embrace.
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Until 23:00 Fitria never get news about Boby. The feeling is more agitated, the right bolster left, social media scrolls still can not make his round eyes closed.
God, what is this, why am I nervous?
Why am I so worried.
Report missing people 1Γ24 hours should have been able, right?
Drrta! Drrta!
Ting!
Ting!
Ting!
Ting!
Fitria's hand instantly grabbed the lightning of her Handphone who was in Nakas.
His net was immediately rounded, his mouth agape but he immediately covered for fear of mosquitoes entering later.
As the flow in her blood froze, she could no longer control her brain after seeing the photos sent by the unknown number.
Boby's sister got married?
No way!
No way!
Is that bad you Boby?
What's wrong with me?
What is less than Bob?
You married another woman!
Fitri's body immediately limp as if not boned. His body just fell on the floor of his cold room.
Fitria still think, what is wrong and lack until Boby could leave him and married someone else.
Fitria is no stranger to the woman Boby married, clearly no stranger. She's a woman named Winda! The secretary of Ramadhan who he met 3 times.
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The morning sun is still shy to say hello.
Sora so clear and clean adorn the beautiful scenery viewed from the side of the earth.
Khansa was sipping milk and eating a pair of toast with Ramadan, getting ready to check out to say hello to her work which surely many patients had already made an appointment with her this afternoon.
Drtts! Drr!
Mom Fitria Calling...
"I picked up the phone first baby, mama Fitria's really calling."
Ramadan just nodded his mark in agreement.
π Hello Khansa, where are you? Please aunt Khansa! Aunt please, huhuhuhu
The sound of crying across the phone was so bitter and slashing Sembilu.
πKhansa is in Nusa dua aunty, what is aunty. Aunty should calm down, tell Khansa, what can Khansa help do for aunty?
πFitria, Khansa. Fitria.
πFitria why aunt?
There was no reply from across, only a sobbing sounding blue.
πTante where? share the same location Khansa, Khansa directly there now.
Tut! the tut! the tut!
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