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At that time my husband went into our room to ask me if I wanted a missile meatball, because a traveling meatball vendor was waiting in front of the house.

" She wants to eat meatballs around?, the seller is waiting in front of the house" asked my husband with a smile.

" It's not bang, adek still full, any meatballs around is not necessarily good for me to consume because I'm pregnant baby" I said with a smile.

" Well, you're the same brother who ate meatballs" my husband said as he passed.

" Bang, buy it with Marni Udah?", I asked.

" Oh yeah, he's eating his meatballs in the kitchen, if you don't want to eat meatballs" he replied with a smile and went out to the terrace.

I put my body in bed. I remember when we were on our way home from Sidwomen. When the minibus we were riding filled BBM at SPBU, I saw a Zainal Abidin bang in an Alphard car.

At that time, I just found out that the Zainal Abidin bang was a resident and official. I saw the uniform he was wearing, maybe he was a member of the House of Representatives or something. But, from his friendly and polite attitude, as well as being humble, it was more valuable than what he had.

He didn't see me, because he was focused on driving the car. I didn't tell my husband, for fear that he was jealous and suspicious of negative thoughts.

Adzan magrib began to reverberate. At that time, my husband was already in the room, and was getting ready to pray to the mosque in our village.

At first I felt astonished, Izal tumben bang praying to the mosque for congregational Maghrib prayer, but I undo my intention to ask him, even on the contrary I feel happy, my husband wants to be a Muslim who is a pious.

The better and closer a man is to God, the Lord of the worlds, the better his heart and attitude will be.

A few minutes later, after I finished the Maghrib prayer, my husband came back from the mosque, and I greeted him by kissing his hand, and my husband kissed my forehead. My heart feels comfortable and happy with its sweet attitude.

May Allah SWT always bless our marriage, I said in my heart.

" Aek wants to come to the counter to pick up our ticket to go home to Medan tomorrow night?", asked my husband.

" Ga bang, just rest at home, because the body is still sore, because packing our luggage tomorrow" I said spoiled.

" Well baby, later after buying a ticket, you hang out at a stall near the mosque ya dek, adek sleep aja first" he said.

" Yes, baby, but you left after we had dinner" I said.

We rushed to the kitchen for dinner. My father-in-law had dinner first, had finished Maghrib prayers, while my sister-in-law was eating in the kitchen.

I took the food out of the cupboard, and served it on the table and spooned the rice and side dishes onto the plates of my husband and my plate.

We ate dinner with it.

After I was full, I cleaned my table and washed our tableware.

My husband said goodbye to go to the Bayang Pane bus counter, buy tickets for three people.

I drove my husband to the terrace. After she left, I went inside the house and rushed into our bedroom for a break.

I sat on the bedside leaning against the wall, and played it my phone. I also felt bored, and I immediately went out of the bedroom to the bathroom to take ablution and prayer isya.

After the prayer, I lay my body on the bed. I closed my eyes as I read the prayer to ask for Allah's forgiveness SWT and His protection, from the interference of the devil or the jinn. I do it all when I'm going to sleep.

I slept well tonight, until I didn't realize what time my husband was back home.

On a clear morning, I did my usual activities. After doing housework, I woke up my husband. A few minutes later, my husband finally did too. I see from his movements, it looks like he came home late at night.

Honestly, I do not like staying up late for no positive reason, just yesterday I was amazed to see the change of praying congregated to the mosque, now the opposite, even morning prayers become lazy, because staying up late.

After the prayer, my husband went back to sleep, because he was still sleepy. I just let it go, so there's no commotion this morning.

Now at eight in the morning, I had breakfast first, before waking my husband up for breakfast.

After he woke up, I let him have his own breakfast. I protested in my own way, if I let it go, he became more and more addicted and continued to stay up late with his friends.

I sat on the porch, looking at the passers-by from the front of our house. If I knew him, I greeted him kindly, and vice versa.

" Dek, what's wrong, why do you want to nemenin Abang breakfast?", he asked.

I just shut up and ignored it. I got out of my seat and rushed to our bedroom.

I sat on the edge of this bed playing my phone.

I heard the sound of my husband's footsteps heading to our room, I immediately pretended to be asleep.

"There is no need to pretend, Abang tauek adek ga sleeping" he said.

I just kept going to sleep, even if I was just pretending, I didn't want to see it.

Long enough bang Izal noticed me, finally he came out of the room too.

When I knew he was out, I opened my eyes. I didn't know my husband was peeping at me from our bedroom window.

He crept into our room, and surprised me.

" True, adek ga sleep, which was just pretending" he said while smiling at me.

I don't want to know and don't care, because I know, if he already knows that he's guilty, stay up all night. What they did all night.

I just kept quiet and didn't want to see his face. I was busy playing my phone. I play the game snake cokom in my phone, until the tail gets longer.

" Adek was angry with you, because you stayed up all night together at the coffee shop?", he asked me while looking at my face.

I just shut up and just play the snake cokom game on my phone.

" Sister promises, will not stay up again deck, last night Abang forced, because Brother rarely met them, fitting all my friends to gather, so you are reluctant to refuse their invitation to chat", said explained.

" Adek do not be angry again yes the same brother!", said again.

" Okay", I answered briefly.

I rushed out of our bedroom, into the bathroom to shirk.

Honestly, I feel funny about my childish behavior this Kanakan, but what about it again, I only have a way of protesting like this, because I might as well demo while shouting out loud, he said, moreover, just a trivial matter, I just want to give bang Izal a valuable lesson, if staying up all night is not good and not good for his health.

After shitting, I rushed towards the porch of the house. I sat there silent and leaned back and stared at the quiet streets, for no people passed by, because the air was quite hot.

Over time, I got tired of sitting alone too, so I decided to take a nap in our bedroom.

I saw that my husband was asleep, and I laid my body beside the bed, so as not to get close to him.

Suddenly, his burly hands hugged my body tightly, and shifted my body to get closer to him.

When I wanted to stay away, my husband immediately******my lips were full of passion, until I found it hard to breathe. I pushed his body, as I began to have difficulty breathing. He finally let go of my lips too.

I'm struggling to regulate my breathing rhythm.

" It's a punishment for being fatigued, for ignoring my brother from earlier" he said, hugging my body.

I just kept quiet hearing his words.

Then my husband began to fondle me passionately, over time I began to be provoked by his touch, although my heart was still upset, but I had to serve him, so that he would not be disappointed in me.

Because in my opinion, my main duty is to serve his sexual needs. So that he does not turn to another woman.

Finally, we had an hour-long intercourse with a wide variety of romantic scenes, and bathed in sweat to channel our sexual desires to achieve maximum satisfaction.

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