Tears of Sholehah's Wife

Episode 80 (TAMAT)

After completing the submission of references to the Jakarta religious affairs office and state court, Ammar and Jihan again held their marriage for the second time. The event was held simply and only attended by relatives and closest neighbors.

Jihan refuses to throw a big party, preferring to hold a lecture and call the orphans as a form of gratitude for what happened.

“I marry and marry you Muhammad Ammar Syahnan bin Yusuf Isaac with my son Jihan Rumaisah bint Arifin Ilham with dowry a set of tools Prayers paid in cash.”

“I received the marriage and marriage of Jihan Rumaisah bint Arifin Ilham with the dowry paid in cash.”

“Sah?”

“Sah!”

“Alhamdulillah!” Everyone who attended the wedding.

Today Ammar and Jihan officially became husband and wife again. So excited, Jihan to the point of not holding back tears. He never thought this happy day would come back.

“Congratulations, yes, Son. May you always be blessed and blessed. And past events should not be repeated again.” Salma said in tears.

“Aamiin, Ummi take it easy! I promise I will always make Jihan happy and won't hurt her again.” Ammar Sahut.

“Ummi apologizes for being rude to you.”

“Yes, nothing, Ummi. I also apologize for what I did.” Reply Ammar with teary eyes holding haru.

“Ummi is sorry.”

“If Mama the message is only one, quickly love Mama grandson, yes.” Anita Imbuh.

“Insha Allah we will soon give Mama a grandson.” Ammar replied, making Jihan's face meet red.

Yuni also gave a blessing.“Congratulations, yes, son. May you be a sadinah family, mawadah, warahmah. Happy until death do separate.”

“Aamiin. Thank you, Bu.”

“Sama-sama. Oh yes, Radit tipped greetings, sorry he can not attend, because there is a lot of work.”

“Nothing, Mom. Please also send greetings from us to Mas Radit.” Reply Jihan.

“God willing, I'll deliver.” Anita Pungkas.

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The two old stock newlyweds went into the room. Jihan is a little awkward being in the same room as Ammar, but she tries to keep herself calm.

To reduce nervousness, Jihan chose to open the hijab that adorned her head. But suddenly Ammar hugged him from behind and put his chin on his shoulder, enjoying the scent of his wife's body.

“Today I am so happy, it turns out God brought us together again.” Ammar said slowly.

“I too, Mas.” Jihan replied, she was trying to calm herself down because she was getting nervous.

Ammar let go of his embrace and twisted Jihan's body to face him. “Thank you for accepting me again. I promise I will always make you happy, look after and protect you like I promised. I won't let you grieve and cry again.”

Jihan smiled. Ammar slowly began to draw his face closer and unite themselves, enjoying a tenderness that was so tempting. The longer the deeper, until Jihan was almost out of breath.

The new Jihan could breathe air after Ammar removed their link then stared deeply at her black bead.

“I love you.” Ammar.

“I also love Mas.” Reply Jihan timidly.

“Now we clean ourselves first, then Pray Sunah. After that we just made an order Mama.” Said Ammar in a sloppy tone.

Jihan blushed in embarrassment, her face growing red. “Iya, Mas.”

Jihan and Ammar took turns to go into the bathroom to clean themselves up.

After the prayer, Ammar placed his palm on the crown of Jihan and recited the prayer. “Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. Allohumma baarik lii fii gawiki, wa baarik lahum fiyya. Allohummarzuqnii minhum, warzuqhum minni. Allahummajma’ baynanaa maa jama’ta ila khoirin, wa farriq baynanaa idza farroqta ilaa khourin. Aamiin.”

Jihan did not expect Ammar to memorize the prayer.

Then Ammar kissed Jihan's forehead which looked nervous and tense.

“Don't strain so! I won't kill you, just calm down.” Seloroh Ammar because he realized the tension of the wife.

“I'm afraid, Mas.” Adu Jihan slowly.

“If you are not ready, we can postpone it.”

“Eh, nothing, Mas. Insha Allah I am ready to be born.” Jihan Sahut.

Ammar developed a smile and clasped Jihan's hand. “Yuk, move to bed.”

Jihan according to when Ammar pulled it and the two sat on the simple bed.

Ammar looked back at Jihan's blushing face and looked nervous, but she liked it because she looked adorable.

Once again Ammar approached Jihan and gently put their faces together, enjoying each of the subtleties that made sense suddenly lost somewhere.

Ammar is too fiery and feisty, and at the moment Jihan can do nothing but surrender, enjoying every intoxicating touch.

All Ammar did quickly but still off guard.

Jihan was completely overwhelmed as Ammar's touch became more and more stirring, urging her without leaving even the slightest gap to just master herself. I don't know why the woman was also swept away and enjoyed it without any intention to stop.

Ammar began to do it very gently, because this was the first for Jihan, they had a little trouble. And Ammar almost ended it because he could not bear to see Jihan in pain, but the woman assured him that she was okay.

Ammar was amazed because the purity of Jihan is still awake, this is also as proof if it is true Miko did not 'touch' the woman.

Now Ammar and Jihan have been swept away in the most desperate waves. Dive into each other and wade into each other. There are no secrets between them, all have been explored without pause.

Making the heart beat more and more unkillful, turning pain into happiness.

The strange sound that somehow came out of the mouth both further added to the unstoppable passion, until the peak of satisfaction had been achieved simultaneously. Now all that's left is tired and sweaty.

Jihan was still trying to regulate her irregular breathing, she was completely overwhelmed to keep up with Ammar who managed to make her body stiffen.

Ammar pulled Jihan's innocent body into his arms and rubbed the sweat spots on the woman's forehead and kissed her affectionately.

Jihan hid her red face in Ammar's chest, and she was embarrassed to remember the incident.

“I love you, dear.” The whisper of Ammar.

Jihan was unable to answer because she was amazed herself with the heat that burned her red face, her heart racing, to beat the entire pulse point. Triggering strange and thrilling waves.

Ammar increasingly tightened his arms and enjoyed the warmth of the body of the woman whose name he always called in prayer.

Sometimes love is unique, we are forced to struggle, but given disappointment. But once we sincerely let go, love actually leads us to happiness. Fate scratches are unpredictable, cannot be changed and avoided. But he knows which is best.

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