Safaries

The safarah 21

Hari..i have been officially edited by mas Firman.

Now I am the mistress of the Word. Fatimah and Virhan came. He just kept quiet, without congratulating. Another thing with Fatimah, "safe ya mbak Safarah.hopefully immediately given momongan yes, mbak. The world of the Hereafter." Fatimah hugged me and said a good prayer.

Throughout the event, my chest was always pounding. After a long time of not being touched by men, now...

I was scared to meet up for the night. What am I supposed to do later?

***

The guests have returned, Virhan and Fatimah have also returned. Brother Faira will also come home.

" Sister's coming home now?"

Brother Faira's hand stopped packing, "sister should go home, tomorrow should work. I don't want to bother the newlyweds. Aren't you, mas?" Brother Faira winks at her husband.

I became ashamed of the joke from Brother Faira.

" Don't bother with mom and dad." Message from Brother Faira.

" Yes, brother."

" Bye Aunt Ara.tomorrow we'll see you again..." The children of Faira are very friendly to me.

We wave our hands at them.

And now this house is deserted again.

I'm still a little awkward with this family.

Say hello late in the afternoon, "where are you going?"

" Want to take a shower, mas."

" The pretty dandan. I know my room, right?"

" Not yet."

" Yuk!"

The Word pulled my hand.

We went into his room. Very broad.

"Your clothes put it here, yeah."

I'd just say, put some clothes stels in that empty closet.

Still quiet between us, maybe still fun to play with each other's minds.

" When did you go to work?"

" Morrow morning. For a while we lived here, didn't you, did you?"

" You long, mas?"

" About three months."

Just married, but already forced LDR-an? It's crazy anyway.

" You're loyal?" Ask Firman while putting his hand on my stomach.

" Do you think?"

Without answering, Mas Firman has been showering me with a kiss.

" What's the matter now?"

My heart is upset itself.

Without asking the Word to work alone. While me? I can only passively accept and enjoy the touch of the Word.

It didn't take long, we were already rolling under the covers. Thankfully, this room has air conditioning. Our bodies are still wet with sweat.

Without waiting for the night to come, our first afternoon had already passed.

The Word hugged me, "it's still narrow."

" What?"

" Tell me?"

" Oh..." I pinched his stomach.

Why should we discuss it anyway? I'm just embarrassed.

I covered my body with a blanket. Intend to cleanse the body.

" Dear.I've seen it. No need to cover up anymore." Mas Firman mocked me.

" May ..." I scowled for being the bully victim of my own husband.

***

As newlyweds, all we did was in the room and in the room. Especially tomorrow morning the Word will be gone for a long time.

Tonight we spent time together.

" I must miss the beautiful nights with you" said mas Firman.

His eyes looked at the ceiling.

" Just do a good job, ma'am. The most important thing when we are far apart is that you always believe, always be honest. So did I. Although heavy.but your work is a responsibility."

" When I find a suitable home for us, I'll take you there."

" Promise?"

" Promise dear..." Virhan hugged me tightly.

The morning has come. Even though my eyes feel like shoes, I still force you to get up.

The first thing I did was clean up. Then wear a long negligee, do not forget to wear a hijab.

I'll go to the kitchen soon.

The housekeeper in the house has arrived.

" Ara's mom is awake." Sweep friendly.

" Don't call mom, just call Ara. Bikes."

" Mad Ara might be better." Answer the woman who claimed to be named bik Ani.

" Let me cook, bik."

I started cooking today. A simple breakfast dish, namely fried rice.

It didn't take long to prepare. Sat set sat set.so deh...

The Word has taken a shower.

I glanced for a moment, "it turned out to be handsome." My inner speech.

The cup! Mas Firman landed a kiss on my cheek.

" Dad..." I glared at him.

Although it is legitimate, but it is not good to show affection in front of Ani's bik.

" We're legitimate, baby. This also keeps the deposit for three months." Struck annoyed.

Mom and Dad joined us at the dinner table.

" Fried rice is different."

" You're the cook, who?"

" I don't like Ani's cooking."

They all started commenting.

Duh..should answer what..

" Which..kok is silent? You cooked this?"

" iya mas. I thought you guys would like it." Answer glumly.

" I shouldn't have been this sassy. Cooking, but not delicious." My complaint is in my heart.

" Mommy can't believe that your daughter-in-law's cooking can be this delicious.."

" huh? This serious? Did I not hear wrong?" Again, my mind is alone.

" You're lucky the Word has a wife who's good at cooking." Papa raised his praising voice.

" This is serious, ma pa?" I don't believe it.

" What is our face like a liar?" Ask papa.

Of course I'm overwhelmed by today's events.

For many years I was a son-in-law in the Virhan mas family, never has the history of the Virhan mas mama praised me, even for once touching the cuisine has never been done.

Even mama mas Virhan deliberately cooked and forced Virhan mas to eat his cooking.

In order to keep his mother feeling, Virhan let the food I cooked cold untouched.

And the story of the food I cooked ended up in the trash.

Uh. Why should my mind go back to the past? Is it because it hurts too much?

My eyes are watering.

Now everything is inversely proportional, from the beginning of the meeting and introduction, I have been well received. Even the aura it emanates is a positive aura.

" Don't cry, baby. Rest assured there will be a rainbow after the storm has passed." The Word brought forth words of elixir to comfort me.

Maybe this way God tested me. Through pain and will replace it with pleasure through the family of Sis Faira.

***

The Word is ready to go.

My heart feels heavy to take it off. Imagine, for ninety days I will not meet him. What else we are brides who are warm-hearted.

" Be careful, ma'am."

" Yes.you're fine here huh. Never be afraid to confide in your mother, God willing, you are not the in-laws in the soap opera." Message from the Word.

Mama and papa who hear the words of his silly son can only shake their heads.

I waved my hand as a sign of farewell to my husband.

I'll get through it all.

Am I not a strong woman?

The night had come, only a quiet one accompanied. Mas Firman just finished calling, throughout our conversation, he always said miss.

How not to miss, we are newlyweds...

If you become Safarah, would you like not to marry one day directly LDR-an?

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