The Dilemma Between Two Choices

3. First Night

The wedding ring is only a symbol of happiness, but happiness is actually in the household ark.

A great marriage is not when the perfect couple gets together, but when the imperfect couple learns to enjoy their differences.

Buuuukkk!!!

The sound of the door closing tightly as if the wall around the door were about to fall down and collapse.

Nafeesa was shocked to hear the loud bang of the bathroom door that was closed by her husband. She just stroked her chest looking at her husband's behavior.

"O Allah show this heart."

She tried again to open her wedding dress, but again failed, even though it was about half an hour ago she tried to open it.

"Do I ask Lidya for help? it just so happened that he also stayed at the same hotel, "his smile came out instantly as he recalled the whereabouts of his cousin's sister.

He took his phone on the nightstand and searched Lidya's contact number.

"Hopefully Lidya can come.'

She immediately searched her cousin's sister's phone number in her HP contact. It didn't take long, he got Lidya's phone number.

"Hello, assalamualaikum," when the phone connection is connected to Lidya's number.

"Greetings, what are these nights calling me?" his hands still faithfully give a small massage on his thigh with a special cream lotion that is always bought by Andra.

"Sorry to disturb Brother, I want help," Nafeesa smiled as if Lidya saw his smile.

"What!!! beg help? which husband did you have, and even the first night did you bother to call me?" with his sneaky grin behind his hp.

"If I may, but if I can't do anything," Nafeesa was a little discouraged, hearing the words of her cousin's sister.

"How come, but what do you want to help first? I don't know how to help you?" ask Lidya.

She is polishing her face and her whole body, her special skin care tonight to welcome her husband's arrival as well.

"Please go to my room right now, sister, because I can't unbutton my dress zipper," she explained.

She was still trying to remove the buttons on her dress, but still had not succeeded either.

"OK wait, I'll be there soon" replied Lidya.

She immediately put on her clothes that were only wearing bras with very short pants.

He smiled cunningly and was very happy because he knew that he definitely did not want to touch the stupid girl.

Lidya immediately walked towards Nafeesa's bridal room. He walked quite fast, not wanting to waste his time.

Lidya was in front of the room rented by her father-in-law specifically for the newlyweds.

Lidya entered the room, because it happened that the door of the room was opened. Andra came out of the room and was a little surprised to see Lidya coming to stand at the door of her room

They look at each other. They were hinting at something that only those who knew of the intent of that adoring and longing gaze. Nafeesa immediately cut off their eye contact when he heard Nafeesa's voice from within.

Lidya did not want her cousin's sister to see herself looking at each other with her husband. If caught later can berabe, and Andra will not get the slightest inheritance from his parents.

Lidya unzipped the dress without further ado. It only took a few seconds that Nafeesa's dress had come off.

"There are still many, assisted," he shouted as Lidya was already at the end of the door.

"I'll always help you."

Lidya closed the door with her sly smile. She left Nafeesa's bridal room waving her body like a model walking on a catwalk.

He walked back to his room, because his lover had been waiting for his return.

The door of his hotel room was open, not yet finished locking the door, his hand had been pulled by someone he knew very well and knew who the owner of the hand was.

Andra pulled Lidya's body into his arms. He kissed the back of his girlfriend's neck.

"How long have you been, huh? I'm almost scared waiting for you, you see," his face still stuck to Lidya's neck while grumbling.

Lidya smiled happily and enjoyed what her dark lover did.

"I'm sorry baby I did not accidentally, only your wife was too bego," he replied resigned to Andra's treatment on his body.

"Why is that someone?" his lips were still exploring that smooth white neck and occasionally sipping it.

"Then just unbutton the zipper itself does not know," he replied, smiling amusedly as Andra's hand slipped into his clothes.

Lidya was silent waiting for what the next thing Andra did over her body that was no longer wearing pajamas.

Andra is her lover and dark boyfriend.

They have been in a relationship for about 4 years. But because, both of his parents who betrothed Him with Nafeesa, so forced them to establish a relationship with secretly until they kept it secret from everyone.

At first he was very angry and did not accept the reality and decision of his grandfather who betrothed Nafeesa to Andra. She had already blatantly refused and fought for her love, but her Grandfather was adamant to continue Nafeesa's match with Andra.

Which incidentally is his lover, even Lidya growing hatred towards his adoptive cousin's sister. She thought Nafeesa had taken her lover from her arms. Only Nafeesa has made the mistake of everything that has happened.

The relationship between Andra and Lidyaa is like husband and wife. They have intercourse every day, every time they meet. They had an illicit and forbidden relationship without the knowledge of others.

Andra slowly removed all the clothes worn by Lidya, and vice versa. He helps you to release up to ****** ********. Lidya painstakingly managed to disarm all the threads wrapped around Andra's body.

They were both naked without a single thread. There was no shame between them. It is as if what they do is natural and legitimate.

They should not have done so given the unofficial bond between them. But, the third party temptation is more powerful and dominant than everything until the union of two human children who are always lulled in the pleasures of the world paradise.

They enjoyed a night that was supposed to be the first night between Nafeesa and Andra.

But they both enjoyed the first night, which should have belonged to Andra and Nafeesa. While the bride in the bridal room, she patiently waited until she had to freeze alone without a husband.

Tiringly He waited and kept waiting despite Andra's uncertain return.

Nafeesa sat by her wedding bed with a sprinkling of red roses intact without changing a bit. The two-tailed Goose doll was still loyal in the middle of the bed.

"Protect Mas Andra wherever he is, I am very worried about his condition, O God."

Nafesa bent to two knees, as it held back the cold air from the air-conditioning machine. He immediately stood up and looked for a badcover to help him get rid of the coldness that was engulfing him.

"Darling so we'll marry the sir tomorrow? I'm not really important You halalin me first, later after Nafeesa You divorce the new I'm your legal wife," with his hand caressing Andra's chest full of affection.

They returned to their duties of mutual satisfaction after the morning. After that, Andra went back to her bridal room.