Seikhlas Love Afifa

The delayed bridal night

Afifa got out of bed, she thought she would surprise her husband, she immediately went to the flower shop, a lot of flowers she bought to beautify her house, artificial flower decoration installed in the living room he replaced with real flowers, making the room fragrant, as well as the flowers in other rooms, especially in his room.

Afifa is busy decorating her house until it does not feel the time has shown at 5 pm, Afifa immediately cleaned herself, wearing the best home clothes and decorated waiting for her husband to come home? It was almost Maghrib her husband had not come home yet, she tried to call him, but not also lifted, Afifa was getting anxious, he also intended to follow her husband to the store.

Afifa picked up her instant veil, then walked towards the exit, as she opened the door, to her surprise, her husband was already standing at the door.

"Aji's sister???" ask Afifa in shock.

"Yes, my wife Assalamualaikum"

"Waalaikum greetings, Brother Aji where are you? how come you're almost magrib home?" Afifa pouted.

"Lho...husband just came home and even pouted?"

"The policy worries me, where my phone won't be picked up again" still in his angry tone. Afifa grabbed her husband's hand and kissed him.

"Hmmmm..it's been angry dong," Cup... Fauzi kissing Afifa's cheeks.

Afifa jolted, "Ih.seek a chance..."Afifa mrncubit her husband's waist.

"Awww.sick, ha ha ha.., sorry.I was from my new shop, again on the way, responsibility, it's almost there".

Fauzi was speechless, his nose smelling a different scent from his home

"Emmmhhh..fragrance once". Fauzi.

"Did Aji like it?"

"Emmm.but I prefer the smell of your body" said Fauzi as he buried his head in Afifa's shoulders.

"Ih...kak Aji what is it? already want maghrib let's get ready," Afifa smiled as she raised her husband's head.

Fauzi smiled and then walking in his step, he went to the bathroom to clean himself and prepared to go to the mosque.

Afifa was still sitting in the middle of her alphabet, complete with a face that still covered her whole body, she deliberately did not move from there to wait for the time isya continued reading her Qur'an.

A few taps from the door of her house followed by greeting someone heard by her, she stared at the wall clock shows 7 hours less 15 minutes, she felt astonished because usually her husband came home after the Islamic prayer, he hurried to open the door of his house.

"Waalaikum salam" Afifa said

Looks 1 man and 2 women in front of the door of his house looks very carefully bring some friendly smiling parcels to him. Afifa saw the gate of his house open and there was a car in front of him.

"Is this Mr. Fauzi's house?" ask a woman.

"Rubber, what's wrong?"

"We're Mr. Fauzi's order delivery officer".

"Oh.iya please" Afifa was still confused, with what they were carrying, but she immediately saw the receipt handed to her and signed it.

"Where are you keeping the goods?" ask a man who already looks sore carrying his luggage.

"Oh...Please come in, put it on the front desk of the sofa" said Afifa then, he stepped towards the sofa in the middle room followed by the three officers.

All three kept the objects he carried on a large table in the family room, two large dus inscribed happy to enjoy and a bouquet of original flowers that are very beautiful and fragrant.

After he was done with the task, the officer said goodbye, Afifa drove them to the front door. There was an adhan isya reverberating, Afifa who was still wearing his face just went into the mosque to fulfill his obligations before he could open everything.

Finishing the prayer and cleaning his prayer equipment Afifa walked to the family room, he who was curious about the contents of the cardboard immediately opened it, and waaaah... Afifa jolted in shock, in which there is a heart-shaped cake decorated with sugar creemy and chocolate sprinkled with the words "happy birthday" there are 22 on it, Afifa thought, Afifa thought, how could he forget that today is April 13th, the date of his birth.

Afifa continued to look at the cake, her eyes began to glaze over, she opened the second cardboard, Afifa was more moved, the neatly arranged Nasi tumpeng was also heart-shaped, complete with side dishes and vegetables around him.

She took a neatly stored bouquet by the side of the table, and opened the plastic, the fragrance of flowers spread throughout the room, she saw a paper stick there, Afifa read it slowly, her husband's handwriting.

"*The most beautiful thing in my life was when I was given the chance to live with you. As time goes by, may our love always be endowed by him. I know I may be late to give you complete happiness, but on your birthday, we will begin our journey, building a household that only has happiness in it, Thank you for being present in my life, thank you for keeping me company until now, happy birthday to my wife..."

Afifa tearfully recited the beautiful words written by her husband's own hand, she still stood up until a warm embrace held her from behind her back, whispering a word right in her ear.

"Happy Birthday to my wife"

Afifa gasped, unaware of her husband's arrival, "Eh...Brother Aji? I'm not aware of your presence", he said, wiping away the tears that had fallen on his cheeks.

"It's okay, so I can watch your expression while reading my words"

Afifa turned her body towards her husband, "How did Kak Aji do it all? I didn't realize today was my birthday"

Afifa shut her mouth, and embraced her husband, and cried in her husband's chest.

Fauzi hugged him, then pulled Afifa's body and put a necklace on his wife's neck. The necklace looks pretty circular on the neck of the level of Afifa.

"Let's eat the cake and the tumpeng!" Take Fauzi, Afifa nodded.

They cut cakes, feed each other, and then have dinner with Fauzi's order. After being full enough, Afifa cleaned up the remaining food, she intended to share it with the workers at her husband's shop.

Afifa washes dirty dishes in the kitchen sink, Fauzi approaches her.

"It's over?" ask Fauzi.

"Yes, sister, I washed my hands first" replied Afifa.

"All you gentlemen yes, I wait in the room" Fauzi said then as he walked to his room, doing all the adab according to what his teacher, Fauzi tau, said, even though it was not his wedding night, this time he wanted to do it like his first delayed night.

Afifa said in the back bathroom, then entered the room, she saw her husband was neat with a sarong and the pecans waiting for him to pray. Afifa immediately put on her face, then stood on the prayer mat behind her husband, both drowned chatting with his Lord, not forgetting some short suroh and they read, solemnly bermunajat do'a to Allah so that they can pass this night on his Ridho.

Finished with her prayers Afifa grabbed her husband's hand and kissed him, Fauzi kissed Afifa's forehead long enough, both of them staring at the wedding photo hanging from the walls of her room and smiling.

"Sister..can Fifa decorate first?" Afifa

Fauzi smiled and nodded, although without any adornment his wife already looked beautiful in his eyes, but he wanted to appreciate his wife's desire to grow her confidence.

Afifa sat down in front of her dressing table, polishing her beautiful face thin, smearing a little bit of fragrant minyal on her body.

Fauzi stood up, took a comb on the dresser, then gently combed his wife's long, waist-length hair, small circles at the end of her hair adding to her sweet appearance.

Fauzi bent his body, his eyes straight at his wife's blushing face reflected behind the mirror. "It's beautiful" he said as he peeked at his wife's head.

Fauzi's hand began to move down Afifa's shoulder slowly down his waist, lifting Afifa's body, making Afifa stand up, Fauzi began to kiss Afifa's body.

Afifa was silent to let her husband do everything he wanted, until his clothes were removed from her body and her husband's body, swiftly Fauzi lifted his wife's body and put her to bed slowly.

Their faces were very close, suddenly Fauzi closed his eyes tightly and then bowed, both hands clenched squeezing the bed sheet beside Afifa.

Afifa, who already knew the condition of her husband, immediately held her husband's cheeks with both palms while trying to raise her husband's face, "Sister, remember I am your wife Afifa, we are married, we are not committing sins, we are not committing sins, look at me, brother! open your eyes!".

Fauzi opened her eyes slowly, Afifa smiled, "I'm your wife, look at this ring!" Afifa showed her finger, "and that's our wedding photo, look at it!"

Fauzi looked at the big photo in front of her, then turned to the photo behind her back, she started smiling, then nodded slowly, Afifa returned her smile, then embraced her husband.

Fauzi kissed his wife's face again, ****** her lips and touched every part of her body with her hands and lips.

Afifa let her husband do all his right, she screamed when she felt something hurt in her intimate part, her screams held back when she realized all the happiness she was feeling right now, her tears melted, but not tears because of the pain, but a sense of happiness because now her husband has fully healed, Afifa unceasingly said hamdalah, grateful for the blessings that God has given him tonight.

30 Minutes passed, until Fauzi drowned on Afifa's body, his head crept into Afifa's neck, before long Afifa saw shocks on her husband's innocent back, and then a small stuffing sound came from her husband's mouth. Afifa was shocked, she shook her husband's shoulder, "Sir Aji...!" call Afifa, Fauzi did not answer only the sobbing tetus, "Darling...What's up?" ask Afifa later.

Afifa was amazed by her husband's behavior, is not usually a wife who cried on her first night because she felt sick, why even her husband who cried sobbing here?

"I managed to Deck.I'm cured..." Fauzi said slowly interrupted his sobbing.

Afifa stroked her husband's back, "Yes dear"

Fauzi raised his body, his eyes sparkled a little wet, then kissed Afifa's face and hugged her tightly, long enough the two men looked, finally Fauzi dropped his body beside his wife, pulling the blanket that had been scattered under his feet, covering his body and his wife's body to his neck, his left hand held the head of Afifa, let his wife sleep in his arms, his right hand tightly grasped Afifa's hand and kissed her, His breath was still stinged irregularly accompanied by a smile that kept on emanating in his lips.gratitude continued they say, they were so happy as if they had just won victory after fighting against the enemy on the battlefield.

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Hi Readers.My fingers vibrate writing this part, sorry if it is not satisfactory...🙏

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One more... 13 April tomorrow is the birthday of the Author.I hope that as I get older many also pray for me, because actually the birthday is actually not getting older, but decreasing age, because actually, the birthday is actually not getting older, because the age of a person has been outlined by God...😊

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