Stuck Married a Contract with a Young Arab Master

Choose God or choose your friend?

The clock has just shown five o'clock in the morning, but a tinge of orange on the eastern horizon is beginning to appear, a sign that the sun is about to rise.

In summer like this, in the Middle East area will usually experience a long afternoon.

The dawn of the sodiq began to rise at 4 am while the new magrib adhan will reverberate when the clock has shown 7 or half eight hours, where if in Indonesia it usually has entered the time isya.

The sun has now risen, the heat is starting to sting, but Maymunah is still sitting on her alphabet.

He unceasingly recited dhikr and holy verse, that was all he could do to heal his wounds and to ease the weight of the burden he was carrying.

While the Sultan, after the dawn prayer, laid his body and fell asleep in his dream.

"O Allah, forgive me if what I am doing is a sin, guide your husband. Be aware him not to follow friends who will have a bad impact on religion and his future life.And soften the hearts of his family to accept our marriage. Their heart's control is with You. Thou art in control of their hearts and minds, for that servant pleads for the sake of your majesty and for the sake of Your power to your omnipotence.Make their hearts lean towards me and make them accept the servant as a member of their families..yes Arhama rohimin"

Lirih Maymunah in her prayer.

After the Dhuha prayer, Maymunah stepped into the kitchen to make breakfast for her husband.

With a limp step he walked out of the room.

She still felt tremendous pain due to the actions of her husband who forced her to have sex.

"Oh my God, it hurts so much. Sultan is really outrageous." His grunt while still forcing his way.

Just as he was walking towards the door, he had dazed over and dropped the flower pot that was on the side of the door until it broke.

Prangs..

"Astaggfirullah, what's the matter dear?" Asked the Sultan who woke up in shock.

He immediately approached and grabbed Maymunah's body but was brushed aside violently by it.

"Deliver! Let me be alone. I want to cook" He sewed.

"Darling, do you want to cook breakfast now?. Let me make breakfast for us. You just sit on the bed. Anyway, there's no food in the kitchen, let me go downstairs to get breakfast. Ok?"

He said while holding his wife and putting her on the bed.

"You just sit here. I'll go to the biqalah (warung) to buy breakfast."

Deftly, the Sultan immediately rushed down from his apartment.

Half an hour later, he returned with food and plastic containing medicine for Maymunah.

"Honey, this is my favorite breakfast. Hot Samuli, I bought it straight from the bakery. And I also bought your favorite chocolate and mango juice. I also bought your favorite ice cream. You eat, yes"Sultan's wood.

He seduced Maymunah like someone who was seducing a child who was angry and sulking.

"I'm a little boy, seduced by all the ice cream" Maymunah throbbed and turned her face away.

Just like a little girl sulking.

"Oh, so don't want to eat this. Though this is your favorite.yes I have returned it to the stall" said Sultan pretending to take back the food he wanted to give Maymunah.

A second later, Maymunah turned around and immediately snatched the food from the Sultan's hand and immediately ate it voraciously.

Making the Sultan laugh sumringah because he saw the behavior of his wife who was still sulking.

"Hehe I don't think you like it. It's her ice cream eat too!"

The sultan offered escrim.

"Put it in the refrigerator!

Tukas Maymunah was still in a tinge.

"Ok Darling. Oh yeah, it still hurts, right?" Sultan asked while pointing towards the sensitive area of Maymunah, making Maymunah's eyes glare at him.

"It still hurts, it obviously hurts. It hurts so bad. You're fucking stealing from me"

"Hehe, sorry dear. So sorry, yeah. But I wasn't rude last night, I did it carefully, but yeah 'cause it's first for you, yeah, so it hurts."

"Later done eating, I apply this medicine. Let it not sting anymore. "

"Put it in the bathroom, let me brush it off myself. You don't try the mode again" He said while still eating the food that the Sultan gave him.

After she finished eating, Maymunah rushed to the bathroom and treated her wounds.

After her he laid her body and tried to sleep.

"Dear, I'm sorry. I've made you tired like this. Hopefully, after you wake up, you're not angry anymore."

Cup..

Sultan murmured while peeping at his wife's forehead and sleeping beside her.

The next day, because their business in Jeddah was finished, the Sultan invited Maymunah to return to Thaif.

But before they returned home, the Sultan entertained Maymunah by taking him to the beach with a nafuroh or fountain.

On the coast of Jeddah there is a fountain that reaches a height of about 312 meters. This fountain is called King Fahd fountain because it was established when King Fahad served as king.

"Sultan, can I ask you a question?" Maymunah asked as she looked at the fountain in front of her.

"Of course, honey, you want to ask me what?" The Sultan answered while approaching Maymunah.

"That's it.Here's darling. Don't talk about it anymore!"

Elak Sultan's.

Maymunah looked at her husband's face sharply.

"Is that Faisal and Fahad's idea?"

Maymunah asked again, but the Sultan instead stepped forward while setting his gaze to the sea.

"Yes, they gave me the idea to keep you by my side" he replied without looking at Maymunah.

Maymunah's face began to turn red, although covered in a veil, but her eyes were clearly emitting flames of anger. He immediately approached the Sultan and pulled his hand to face him.

"So you told them about our household, including the bed? Aren't you ashamed? " Tanya Maymunah stared intently at her husband.

The sultan just looked down.

"Astaggfirullah, you really upset the Sultan, why are you telling someone else about the household matter? Don't you tell them about my body?" Maymunah asked again in a quiet voice, but clearly reflected the anger in her eyes.

""No, no, honey. I didn't tell you about that. Me..?"

Answer the Sultan stuttered.

"Did you drink alcohol last night?"

The Sultan did not answer his wife's question.

"Astagfirullah, you ." .Maymunah was really out of words to express her disappointment to her husband.

"Well, now I ask you the last question, Do you love God? and do you want me to forgive you?"

"Of course, honey. Of course I love Allah very much, and I also want you to forgive me" replied the Sultan enthusiastically.

"Then leave them! Leave your friends who always give you poison and always keep you away from your Lord!" Maymunah said firmly.

"Sultan, you have to choose..Do you choose God or do you choose your friends? If you choose God, then you must leave your friends who always poison you. But if you still insist on staying friends with them. Don't expect me to forgive you." Further.

"Darling, why are you talking like that? Of course I'll leave them. I promise I won't meet and won't call them again. You take my phone, and you find their name, then you block them" said Sultan, handing his phone to Maymunah.

Maymunah picked it up and immediately looked for their contact then directly blocked their number.

"Have you forgiven me now?" The Sultan asked.

"In sha Allah I will forgive you, but I hope you will repent. Stay away from drinks containing khomer, and are you right to stay away from adultery?"

"Alhamdulillah dear, since marrying you. I don't do that anymore. So I beg you to give me the right as a husband, so that I can control my lust, because after all, I am a normal human being and I am still of productive age. Do you understand me, baby?"

Maymunah closed her eyes before replying.

"In sha Allah, I will give you that right. But you also have to make the right promise to inaugurate our marriage. Because I'm afraid I'm pregnant and I don't want my son to have any problems with his identity, because that would be bad for our offspring. You understand, right?"

"Yes dear. I-i understand. Well, it's getting dark, we're going back to Thaif now"

With a smile, Sultan drove his car to his hometown.

"Darling, we just live in an apartment. You don't have to go to your mom's house anymore. I don't want you to cape" Sultan said when they were in the car.

"No, I'm going to your mother's house. If you've told your mother about our marriage, I'd like to stay in the apartment with you"

Sultan sighed, disappointed by his wife's decision but he could do nothing but obey.

"Yes, but just for tonight, we're staying at the apartment, okay?"

Maymunah glanced at her husband and looked at him with a strange look.

"I know you're gonna want my modusin, right?" He asked while squinting one eye.

"Hehe is not so dear. I just want to ..mau.continue who yesterday "Sultan replied with a cry.

"Well, run back there again. No, I'm still sick. Still sore, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk. How will I work at your mother's house?. My friend also must have asked me why I walked like I was holding back pain"

"It won't hurt, baby. People say, if the second time will not be sick" Sultan did not want to give up.

"Don't boong you, you're not sick. I'm the one who's sick"

"Hmm Gini, if you don't believe me, let's try for a minute, if you're in pain, I'll stop. But if hehe.."

"If what? "

Ask Maymunah plain.

"If you are willing, we continue until morning hahah" replied the Sultan half-whispering and accompanied by his laughter, making Maymunah's face blush with embarrassment.

" Sultaaan! nyebelin.nyebelin..!"

Plaques

Plaque..

maymunah shouted while beating her husband's thigh, and was greeted with laughter Sultan.

"Well.."