TerLove (Love After Wedding)

Goal....!!

The night has greeted. The sky turned dark but the beauty was not lost. The sunlight that had returned, was replaced by the glittering starlight and the moon. A pair of eyes stared at the beauty that radiated from above. The corner of his lips was flattened, but the smile looked so faint.

Exactly on such an evening, decades ago, Anas and his family set up a tent in the courtyard of the house. They were together staring at the beautiful expanse of the night sky while joking. That was the last time the most beautiful togetherness, with both parents before they died the next day.

Now his eyes bowed, making the clear circle plunged freely into his face. His chest tightened again if he remembered the incident. Anas also his sister still needs the figure of father and mother when they become orphans. It is not easy to live life without the figure of an old man even though they are not adrift.

That's one of the reasons the man has such a mature and responsible character. He had to work hard to finance Ardan and himself. Even he was willing not to continue college to finance Ardan's school. It is undeniable that Mr. Permana often helps, but that is not enough. There were many other needs he had to cover.

Anas held his temple in tears. She really misses her mother's father. I want him to hug them both. I miss you dad, mom.... Whatever the man was, still the grief and longing sometimes appeared.

Cantika approached, standing right in front of her. "Mas, why ? Does it hurt anymore, your head is dizzy ? Let's go inside, the air outside is really cold. I'm afraid you catch a cold."

"You sleep first, I still want to be here." Still down.

Cantika crouched down and peered at how her husband's face looked.

"You cry ? Your face is so big. Why, just tell me ?!"

"Nothing, I just miss my parents a little bit." Trying smile.

Cantika got up and rested Anas' head on his stomach. Gently rubbed it. Anas hugged the woman's waist while crying despite not making a sound.

"Mas, I know how you feel. I also often feel the same miss mami. Always crying alone in the room, want to meet but can only see the picture."

Anas did not speak. But Cantika knew for sure that her husband was still crying. Very felt from the chest and shoulders of the man who went up and down, resisting the sadness.

"You once said, when we miss the same people who no longer exist in this world, it is good that we send prayers so that the person is removed from all his sins and given a proper place in nature there. Ever since that advice, I've always done it. But if you ever want to cry, just cry let your heart be a little relieved."

Anas looked up and looked at the woman closely. "Thank you for caring about me."

Cantika rubbed the man's face, "Sama-sama, we're into now. I'm getting cold in here." Bring along.

Both go hand in hand. The door was locked, and now it was time to go into the bedroom.

Cantika sat on the edge of the bed followed by her husband. Their hands are related. They looked at me while throwing a smile.

"I want nanya, you really have never once dated or touched another woman ?"

"Never. You're the only woman in my life."

"You don't love me ?"

"Should I answer ? Can't you feel it ?"

"Ye. You've never said I love you or I love you."

"Do I have to say ?"

"Should dong, it's a kind of acknowledgement and affirmation of my feelings. So I'm more sure if mas says that."

Cantika throttled, "Ishhhh, same kind of lie."

"My wife, I love you. I don't know when that feeling came about ? Every time I am with you, my heart is always pounding. I want us to have this marriage until we die. Until we have children and grandchildren. Thank goodness our grandchildren have children."

Cantika looked at him fixedly. She put a sweet smile on the man. His hands were coiled around Anas' waist. Her head rested on her husband's chest. "Mas, I'm ready to serve you from tonight." His voice was trembling with nervousness.

Anas was no less tense. He's not even capable of words. His heart was exploding, surely Cantika could hear the sound of his thump. With great difficulty he swallowed his own saliva.

"Cantika, don't forget to pray !"

The woman looked at him in wonder, "Pray for what ?"

"Pray before a husband-wife relationship." Answer the man in shame.

"Don't ngaco you. That time must be prayer first."

"I'm serious, that's so we don't get bullied or meddled by the devil when we do it."

"Serems very.....I don't know how she prayed."

Anas also guided his wife to the prayer.

After that, they refocus on the activities that will be done. Anas and Cantika were both nervous and pounding. This is the first time they will do that. Although Cantika often changes girlfriends and her lifestyle is not good, she has never allowed her chastity to be taken by a man who is not her right.

Anas slowly*c*p his wife's forehead. Switch again to another area all over that pretty face. Although the man's touch and movement were still stiff from inexperience, they both enjoyed a wonderful romance that night. The cold night turned warm and meaningful.

After finishing h*sr*t and love, they look at each other with a smile. Anas rubbed his wife's black hair and buried the pretty face in her slightly hairy chest. Cantika hugged him tighter. Their hearts and souls from this moment on had completely fused together. The marriage, which was originally because of the matchmaking, turned into a normal marriage like other couples.

"Cantika, I love you. Thank you so much for loving and accepting me."

"Don't thank me, but if you want to say love is perfectly okay. Which often should."

Anas again*c*p the top of his wife's head. He felt that his happiness was perfect at this time. Cantika had already completely accepted her as a husband. There's nothing better than that.

Cantika rubbed the hairy chest, making the owner goosebumps.

"My husband is really sexy sihh..gemes dehhh.." rubbed the area he held quickly.

"Cantika, shut up ! You're making me crazy. Are you fishing on purpose ?"

"Fishing fish ?" joking instead.

"No. If you keep going like this then I can be lured into doing that again."

Cantika immediately stopped his mischievous hand movements. Worry if her husband really asks for more rations. It's nothing, his area needs a break. At this time Cantika still withstood the pain of ex-unboxing her husband. Maybe tomorrow again, Anas....!