Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

Wulan Happiness...

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Home Wulan ~~

Tonight the Wulan family from East Java is preparing to return home. Wulan, Faqih and Mr. Herman drove them to the front porch.

Wulan let go of them with tears, considering they will be separated again and a long time to be able to chat again. Wulan waved her hand and stared at the departure of the car that took the group out of his yard. He was still standing there until the car completely disappeared from his sight.

"You rest!" Said Mr. Herman to the two, stepping his feet into the house.

Wulan and Faqih nodded. "Thank you, Sir!" Faqih replied, then his gaze turned towards Wulan who was still standing staring at the street. "Hey.., don't be sad anymore, come on in! it's late," Faqih asked as she grabbed Wulan's cold hand.

Wulan nodded, followed her husband into the house and closed and locked the door. The atmosphere of the house was quiet again, Faqih went into Wulan's room which was now his room as well, while Wulan asked permission to see his daughter first. He walked into Thalita's room, and opened the door slowly, and the boy was asleep, probably from exhaustion all day playing with his sodara.

Wulan walked up to the boy, her lips smiling, then kissed his daughter's forehead. He stepped out and slowly closed the door to his daughter's room.

Her steps came to a halt right in front of the closed door, there was doubt in her heart, considering tonight was her first night together with her husband. The husband she truly loves and loves herself wholeheartedly for who she is. It flashed a little fear, if she was going to disappoint her husband, she was bowed and half dragged her heavy legs towards the room.

Wulan's hand turned the door handle and pushed it slowly. The door opened, Faqih was changing into her sleeping pajamas, and Wulan walked up to her. "Is there something you need, Brother Tama?" ask Wulan.

Faqih turned his head, then smiled, "Of course," he said briefly.

"Whatis that? let me get it?" Answer Wulan.

"No need, what I need is already in front of me," Faqih replied as he stared fixedly at Wulan, making Wulan gasp and bow deeper.

Faqih stepped closer towards Wulan, "Lan! why just shut up?" tanyanya while grabbing Wulan's hand and guiding her to sit on the side of the bed.

"I'm sorry, Brother Tama! Yesterday, I was too busy with my family as well as Thalita," Wulan said guiltily and still faithful to her submission.

"What's wrong, we still have plenty of time," Faqih lifted Wulan's face.

Wulan looked at the black netra belonging to her husband, looking at him fixedly. But even the bias of the clear liquid that filled his eyes, given how lucky he was to get a man as good as this, who is now in front of him and has been martyred to be his husband.

"Hey..., why is this water here?" faqih asked as he rubbed his finger to pick up a drop of water that had already fallen on Wulan's cheek. Faqih raised the finger with a drop of tears in front of Wulan, "There are no more tears here," he said, then touched the tears with his thumb in the other direction, so that the tears fall away.

Faqih inched closer to Wulan, then clasped his wife's hand, "Listen dear! No more thanks! No more apologies! No more tears!" Faqih wrapped his hand around Wulan's shoulder, then whispered right in front of Wulan's ear "I love you so much, long ago, now and whenever, I don't care what people say about you, I love you for who you are, with all the flaws and advantages you have right now."

"Berrr..." All hair Iud Wulan seemed to stand up to hear the words of her husband with a warm breath hit the earlobe behind the hijab pasmina wrapped around his head.

Wulan was silent as her husband's hand slowly opened the veil, and the shiny black hair of Wulan tied upward revealed a white neck.

"Beautiful," murmured Faqih suddenly. Making Wulan raise her head looking at her smiling husband towards her. Faqih cupped his hands together on Wulan's cheeks, long enough they looked at each other, until the two's gazes locked deeper, making the two's faces closer and leaving no distance, "Cup!" one brief kiss landed on Wulan's lips, both of them smiling, Wulan bowed even deeper behind her smile.

Really am! although this was not her first, but this time Wulan really felt one incredible happiness, the feeling of loving and being loved that now filled the entire space in his heart made his whole body tremble as if tossing up his entire soul and body.

Faqih got on the bed while sitting cross-legged. Then spread out his hand with a smile, "Come here!" said it.

Wulan stared at her husband's open chest field as if to welcome her to comfortably immerse her head there, a smile rising from her lips. Wulan inched and slowly leaned her body towards her husband.

Faqih greeted him, held him close, then landed a kiss on his forehead and all his wife's face. Both are smiling and dissolving in happiness by expressing all feelings of love and affection that are now halal in the eyes of religion.

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Assalamualaikum.., sorry Readers all, two days yesterday could not Up, because there is a problem with my phone 🙏.

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By: Rahma Husnul