The Cost of Trust

The Part 165

Fai rubbed his eyes when he heard the alarm from his cell phone that he put on the nightstand. The handsome man rushed towards the bathroom to clean himself up. Before moving on, Fai had looked at his wife who was still asleep. He keeps remembering their hot incident last night.

After a mandatory bath, Fai woke his wife so that she would not be late for dawn prayers.

"Mika...!", Fai whispered in Mika's ear. But Mika only moaned while changing her position. Fai knows, mika can't sleep if her lights are brightly lit.

Jetetkkkk.

Mika blinked her eyes.

"Who turned on the lights? Please matiin dong ah. I am still sleepy!", said Mika who was still lazy to open her eyes wide.

Fai approached mika again.

"Wake up baby, pray first!", Fai rubbed his wife's head.

Mika still doesn't wear anything under her blanket.

"Eh..!", Mika was surprised by Fai's presence.

"Mass? What are you doing?!", Mika covered her chest again.

"Darling, wakeup! Fajr prayer first, later can sleep again!", persuaded Fai.

"Astagfirullah.I forgot that we are married!", cried Mika.

"Heummmh! Fuck up! Yes already there shower, mas want to pray under the same papa. You're in your room if it still hurts to make your way downstairs."

Ah..iya, really too!

"Yes, I pray in my room!"

"I'm going down first!"

"Yes mas!"

Mika got off her bed slowly. The rest of last night's battle really made his belongings look spoiled.

Mika took a new towel from the closet. But when he reflected....

"Astagfirullah. masyaallah...!", he was suffocated so surprised to see a red stamp almost all over his body. Mas Fai's actions to this point anyway????

After that, Mika really took a shower. Cleaned his whole body. The soothing aroma of soap made her feel lulled and recall her activities with the Fai mas overnight. He didn't expect at all. Not a whole month acquainted with mas Fai, now they have become a married couple. In fact. their bodies have been fused all night.

Fai has not returned even though Mika has finished her morning prayers. While waiting for Husband, Mika leaned on the edge of the bed, but for a long time she returned sleepy. Mika went back to sleep with the mucus she was still wearing.

Below.....

"You pray by yourself Fai, mika where?", asked papa.

"Mika solat above he said Pa!"

"Oh...!", Umar is just a 'OH.

They prayed together with several male assistants and other Umar employees.

"Fai, do we have a coffee?" asked papa.

"By pa!", said Fai.

Papa looked at me with a look of what it was. But after that, he smiled.

"We're sitting on the back porch, Fai!"

"Yes pa!"

It wasn't long before Art delivered coffee for the two of us.

"Sir..sorry, could you please make a warm drink for Mika?", I asked Art.

"Good Den. I'll make some milk for Non Mika!"

"Milk?"

"Yes den, non mika if early in the morning like to drink milk. Usually also, non-mika has jogged around here!", said the art again.

"owhhh..!"'s chat....!"said Fai.

"Non Mika didn't come down Den?", asked the art.

"Emm.mika want to pray in the room only he said mbak...!"

"Call me Bik Mumun!", said the madam.

"Well.bik Mumun!", Fai repeated his name.

"I'm sorry sir, den!"

Papa and I just nodded.

"Bik Mumun is not too old like his kok Pa!", I said.

"Why?"

"Do you want to be called a bik? Even though it is called mbak it is still appropriate!"

Papa chuckles.

"You want to call mbak is also okay. People of the same age are not much different!"

"Then anyway? Ah...where is pa!", I said in disbelief.

"So, you want to say that papa is old....?"

"Two really no Pa, a little older hahahahah!", I said.

"But it doesn't matter. Once again someone called...'Opa...Umar the handsome' , that's it! Aren't you??" said papa while sipping his coffee. I feel so banged up.

"Just pray Pa!"

Umar smiled too.

"Of course papa always pray for papa dong's children!"

"Oh yes, about our wedding reception? Is the preparation done? If not, let Fai be the same as mika is it okay to do pa?!"

"You're calm, Papa's done it. You'll be the king and queen of the universe that day."

"Thank you...Pa. Papa wants to be bothered!"

Umar patted his daughter-in-law's shoulder gently.

"You're papa's son. It's natural that you want to give your best, right? And. one more. Love and love Mika, papa's favorite daughter. Don't ever hurt Mika if you're wrong, reprimand. No matter how angry you are, never play physically!"

"God willing Pa!"

"Yes, papa wants to jog around the complex."

"Yes pa. Fai also wants to bring Mika's milk to the room!"

"Oh yes Fai, I'm sorry if your daughter turned violent!", Papa patted me on the shoulder again. Ferocious? The animal???

I brought you a glass of milk and a boiled egg that made Mumun earlier. So, my wife has breakfast like this? It's still very early in the morning. What after this, he ate rice as well as breakfast time?

Czech....

I spread my eyes into the room. Apparently, mika fell asleep while still forcing her face. I put the tray containing the milk on the table. I approached Mika who was sleeping very fast. Mika is indeed beautiful, without any make up she is beautiful. Her nose was pointed, her thin red lips made me want to eat her like last night.

"Darling...!", I wiped the top of his head.

Mika blinked her eyes.

"Eh, I overslept again huh?", mika rubbed her eyes.

"Let go. Bawain milk, in the first drink yes. Afraid of the cold."

"Kok you brought the hell mas? I should've made you coffee, made you breakfast..."

"Sssstttt.!", I put my finger on her lips.

"Once, next time you can. Now, you're still sick, aren't you going down to the kitchen?"

Mika nodded.

"Tomorrow, let go of his face!", I asked again.

Mika obeyed my orders. Mika was fully dressed. Stay wearing her hijab.

"If you're in my same room, don't wear Mika's hijab!"

Mika put her hijab back on the dresser.

"Yes mas!"

Now we are both sitting on the edge of the bed. I put milk and eggs on the mica.

"Breakfast first!"

Mika smiles.

"Bik Mumun must have made it?"

"Yes that. Who else? Can I play in the kitchen too ?"

"May, if we move house!"

"Where do you want us to live, Mika?"

"Kaya.usulan mama there are some deh mas. We use the house of mama aja that deket Aziz mas house. So we are neighbors. I am not lonely. Same deket Dian, Imah..mbak Hayu!"

"Well, we'll tell Selly's mom!"

Mika sipped her milk which was still warm.

"What are our plans today mika?"

"Plan?", she asked me. He scanned my face. Then touch my cheeks and neck.

"What the hell is mika??" my head turned left and right.

"Mas...did anyone see it???!"

"seen? Saw what?"

"That's mas! Your neck!"

"Why is my neck Mika. I took a good shower too!"

Mika got up with a small mirror. Then give it to me.

"Now, look, right????"

I wanted to laugh, but I could stand it. Oh, so what do you mean by this savage???

"Why is this the same?", I asked as I rubbed my neck.

"Ihhh.mas Fai mah! I'm ashamed to know!"

"You're the one who's ashamed, the one who's the victim isn't ashamed!"

"Mas...!", mika patted my arm. I chuckled again to see him sulking so.

I grabbed his shoulder, then I put my chin on his shoulder.

"In fact, the marks on your body are more Mika. I'm just this!"

Mika's face was red. It is remembered with Fai's artificial stamp on his neck and mostly on his chest and stomach. Even up to the thigh! Either on the back.

"But I'm wearing a hijab mas, not looking at it."

"Let's be honey. After all, we are also a legitimate couple right???"

Mika looked embarrassed.

"Your leave is still a long time, right, Mika?"

"Yes mas!"

"How about.we continue last night again. I still want to!", I whispered. Mika widened her eyes.

"But mas.this is morning..shame."

"Who's the same?"

"Same shame.....!"

I won't let Mika continue her sentence. I immediately closed his lips.

"Mas doesn't like Mika's rejection!!", I'm back enjoying her thin lips.

Does Mika's charm make me forget you Diandra???..

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Well, Lo...doyan isn't it Lo Fai??. So don't sok2an. Once in a while, it is not enough once will Lo 😆😝👍👍👍👍