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Nayla poked her hands around Zidan's neck as she felt her body drift.
With great care, Zidan laid Nayla's slender body on a bed with rose petals. Then the release of the mucus that still wrapped the slender body of his wife.
Zidan commented a smile and swept Nayla's pretty face with his fingers.
"You're so pretty, Nay. How gracious is the Love of God who has made an angel as beautiful as you as my ribs."
A smile rises adorning Nayla's face when she hears sweet words that come from Zidan's lips.
Just like Zidan, Nayla also swept the beautiful face of her husband with a lentic fingers while admiring the handsome sculpture of the Creator.
Nayla just realized, that the man who is now her husband status turned out to be very beautiful and flawless. His good looks are no less than the good looks of the angel he once loved, Muhammad Alif Firdaus.
Perhaps, Nayla's eyes had opened and the seeds of love began to linger in her chest. So that all the blemishes in the eye, invisible.
"You are also very handsome, Zi. But for me, it is not your good looks that can ensnare my heart and make me believe in making you a priest. Rather, the glory of your heart and the sincerity of your love for me. Thank you for making me your halal lover, even though I'm not the perfect woman-"
Zidan trimmed Nayla's words by sticking an index finger on the lips of the woman who had been legally his wife.
"Nay, no human being in this world is perfect. For perfection belongs to Allah Ta'ala. God brings us together, so that we can complement and perfect each other" Zidan said as he stared at the hazel pearls that made him fall in love.
Zidan eroded the distance and swept Nayla's face with his lips.
Nayla's body instantly brushed as Zidan left a love mark on her neck and exposed body parts followed by a hand-opening thread of cloth that wrapped her entire beautiful body.
Netra Zidan misty gai-rah when he saw the beauty presented in front. Two of the most beautiful treasures that challenge to be swept in his honey.
Nayla is mele-nguh, enjoy touch after touch soft lips Zidan who plays on both treasures.
Satisfied with pampering Nayla with the touch of her lips and hands, Zidan impatiently wanted to immediately sip the pleasures of the heaven of the world.
Then, the direction of the body part that had been stiffened in the direction of the pleasure hole.
Although not the first for Zidan and Nayla. But the unification of the body that they are doing at this time, feels very delicious. Even his pleasure spread to the crown. Because they do it after halal and with the intention to perfect worship.
Fabiayyi Ala Irobbikuma Tukadziban's. Which favor of your Lord do you deny?
We leave the two people who are still drowning into the asmaraloka and return to Alcha-Alif and Chayra.
After returning home from the reception, Chayra asked Alif to take her to the Tomb of the Imogiri Kings. I don't know what makes Chayra suddenly very eager to go to that place.
The Tomb of the Kings of Imogiri is a complex of tombs of the Kings of Islamic Mataram and their descendants, namely the kings who reigned in the Surakarta Kasunanan and Yogyakarta Sultanate.
By force, Alif also complied with the request of his wife.
The time machine pointed to the number ten the night when they reached the Tomb of the Imogiri Kings.
After asking the guard for permission, Alif and Chayra slowly climbed the stairs.
Chayra's hair immediately brimmed, as her net gaze was fixed on the figure in red-clothed clothes in the middle of standing on a large tree.
In his heart, he recites the verse of the chair and sholawat while pleading for protection to the Divine.
"Darling, what's wrong?" Alif uttered a question as Chayra tightened her hand link.
Chayra ignored Alif's question by shaking her head faintly and bowing her face without even saying a word.
"Well, we go home now! The night air is not good for you. Plus the atmosphere in this place .. very gripping. Mas Alif is worried if you see something that could --"
Chayra instantly covered Alif's mouth with a palm. So that her husband's speech was also cut off.
"Mas, don't talk too much! We continue our journey to the end of the stairs. I want to continue counting the stairs which he said amounted to 409 pieces," said Chayra berkilah.
The truth is, Chayra doesn't count stairs at all. Instead of counting the invisible figure who was in that place.
Chayra tried to crush the fear that had dominated since seeing the figure in red clothes standing on the big tree.
In addition to seeing a figure in red, he also saw some courtiers who turned out not to be human but an invisible figure.
I don't know what makes Chayra still insist on continuing the journey to the end of the stairs? Maybe because of the desire of the prospective baby who is in his womb, or ... ????
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Connect ....
Intermezzo used to be Brother, before the story of Alcha end 😉
Why, the desire of Chayra is very strange bin nyleneh, namely by visiting the Tomb of Kings Imogiri at night? The answer, because the author tucked in a real story.
In the past, when the author's mother was pregnant, she was eager to go to the Tomb of the Kings of Imogiri at night using rickshaws.
Arriving at the tomb, the author's mother saw a beautiful mother in red clothes standing on a large tree and the courtiers. Only the author's mother saw these invisible figures. While dad, didn't see anything.
In fact, what caused the author's mother to want to visit the Tomb of Kings at night while pregnant with her daughter? Wallahu'alam, only Allah is All-Knowing 😊
Stay until the Alcha end. And don't forget to always leave a trail of support.
Sorry if there is a wrong word and scattered typo 😉🙏🙏
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