Selebgram Insaf For The Solehah

chapter 27

An hour later, Arifin went back into the room. Precisely in the man's private house they live now. Conditions have begun to improve, journalists do not so often come to his house. Although there were still two who came it was not much.

The man with the thin brew opened the door. Stay there for a moment, looking at the girl who has been diving into her subconscious. Sleeping with head not covered in hijab.

She was that beautiful.

A very unfortunate moment actually. He shouldn't have missed that. When both his hands opened Safa's veil. Like the scenes in religious movies. Now, the girl had actually opened her own veil. Even if it remains flat. But if you look directly when the condition is awake will definitely make it pounding.

Slowly his hands shut the door. Before moving closer to the bed. Netra graynya can not be separated from a clean white face that conditions for calm.

The man crouched down on the side of the bed, only to see Safa's face closer without keeping her awake. Because if he goes up to the bed, it will certainly cause movements that are likely to interfere with the girl's sleep. His lips continued to smile. Forming a perfect arch means happiness.

Fa, I'm a dirty man. But to be honest, this is my first time loving a woman. (Aryphine)

The man's right hand was raised. Move forward very carefully. He wanted to touch Safa's cheek a little. Before a despicable shadow flashed through his mind.

You're not ashamed of that filthy body touching her holy? You're G*y, Fin! Men are not women (the voice of Brody)

Not yet had the hand landed on Safa's left cheek he had stopped it first and clenched it. Because remembering the words contain suggestions from Brody.

You think you can live a normal life. After enjoying it all this time? (Brody)

The man pulled his hand back. Then get up and take a slow step towards the single sofa that is in the corner of the room.

He leaned his body, while massaging his forehead. His eyes were fixed on the girl who was still calm in her sleep.

"I'm sorry, Fa. Your fate is unlucky. Because of rich husband gini. How did you respond, knowing my behavior..."

Arifin let out a long sigh staring at the ceiling of the room. Daydream for a while, after which it reverts to Safa.

"Guzelim... Sorry!" Mumbled. "I'm sorry, because I cheated you. But my heart doesn't mean to lie."

Arif is speechless. Besides thinking about what he'll do next. The silence of Arifin at this time gave rise to many perceptions.

"I still don't want to make him lose. In exchange, I will keep her chastity. In case one day my secret was revealed, and He chose to leave me. She will remain a sacred flower."

Vigorous feeling choked his throat. His chest felt tight as he said that. Arifin realized, he had lied to Safa from the beginning. So it will not be worth touching it even if in outline it is a wrong thought.

The man went back up, turned off the room lights and left lighting from the sleeping lights. After hours of fighting with his own mind. He was determined to touch his wife in a period of time he did not specify. Maybe he'll be honest, if I don't know when.

Arifin gives the boundary in the middle of them with a pillow. After sleeping on his side, he turned his back on Safa. He tried to sleep even though it was difficult. His heart continued to pound, and the desire to embrace Safa was very strong.

Gua knows she's Lu's wife, Fin. But this is the consequence. Make rich losers, Lu. The man further buried his face into the pillow, his eyes closed tightly.

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Before dawn time. As usual, Safa woke up from her sleep. He saw the clock on his phone screen at 02:58. The girl looked to the other side.

"Astaghfirullah, Brotherhood?!" He remained silent for a moment while shutting his own mouth.

Another situation that surprised him for a while, because he was not used to it. Safa forgot she was married. Although a fraction of a second later regained consciousness, even wanted to laugh at himself.

"Astaghfirullah al'azim, Fa– why can't you forget that you have a husband?" Safa stroked her chest, thinking her shock was outrageous. He smiled thinly, covering the body of Arif who slept in the prone position with a blanket up to the neck.

It awakens on its own without waking Arifin for night prayers. Because he knew, the man must not have gotten used to it. A consequence that he must realize when married to a man who is not so in his religious sciences. He will perform worship outside his obligation. By ourselves.

A few minutes passed, the dawn of the Adhan reverberated. The girl finished her translation and went back to Arifin.

With a hesitant step, she walked slowly thinking about what vocabulary she would use when waking her husband. His hands moved slowly as he touched his broad back.

"B–Bang!" Safa wiggled softly with her index finger. "B–Bang Arif's. Brother!"

It seemed quite difficult when the man did not get up even though he had been shaken with both hands.

"Bang, wakeup! Wake Up Fajr Prayer. Arif Bang!"

Arif who felt his sleep was disturbed immediately grabbed Safa's hand and pulled her strong. Of course what Arif did made Safa scream. Because the sudden movement made Safa's body immediately fall into his arms.

The man was awake because of Safa's scream. While being hugged immediately waiting for the man to open his eyes. Drama is inevitable. Afin fluttered to look at the face that was partly covered in mucene. The breath clashed due to the very close distance. In line with the heart rhythm that seems to be irregular.

"Guzelim–" his murmurs rasped. A call that Safa doesn't know means. The girl just scrunched her forehead feeling very nervous especially when Arifin's face approached like she was about to kiss him.