The Fate that is Overlooked

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The show ended moments before the voice of the Maghrib reverberated. Guests have started to leave the house of Mama Suci, not least Mother Sukma and her entourage. Ajeng who had been crying when he heard the chant of Surah Ar Rahman, now he can control himself.

Maybe this never crossed his mind in the slightest, to think married in the near future was not. Yes, maybe this is the way he has to go. Always return to God's power over what happens. Man plans, God determines. How they live, the people who run it,

Ajeng walked towards his room, leaving Barata talking to Rahmat.

"Sir, this is from Mama, he said to replace Mas Barata." Ningrum confronted him as he was about to enter his room.

"Huh? Isn't he coming home too? want to get on here? where do you want to sleep? " Ang asked in panic.

"Yes, he's your husband, yes sleep with Ma'am, same time I . ! " Ningrum sneered at him, then passed without caring about Ajeng who was still not finished asking. Until he finally decided to continue his steps, go into the room.

Ajeng began to sit at the dressing table, reaching for the cleaning fluid, which was used to clean the makeup that was still attached to his face.

It did not take long to do so, until he now began to enter the bathroom to clean himself.

Not long after, the sound of the door was heard in the open, Ajeng continued his activities without being affected.

"Hum.hemm." Barata's heavy voice caught in his ear.

"I'm in ya." His permission just entered the room without waiting for an answer from the owner.

"Why should I clean? let it be so pretty." Closer to Ajeng, then leaning his body on the dressing table, facing each other with Ajeng.

"Don't bother!!. said Katus.

"O Allah, same husband himself is very" he said with a clear look.

"Our business isn't finished yet, so you don't think we're all right."

"Mending your bath, clothes are ready ! right there! " Groan towards the bed, where the clothes for Barata were placed.

"Well let's finish it now, all shower together? hows it? let's get the spit done." A smile on Barata's face.

"Chiyushhh." Throwing the used cotton towards Barata, while his cheeks were already on fire resisting embarrassment. He stood turning his back away from Barata, but ill-fated, his left leg twisting the leg of the chair he had just sat in. And his body staggered forward, Barata reflexively grabbed him, and, holding small hips that almost fell to the floor, pulling them backwards until their bodies hit each other.

"O Allah Yank, slow down, I will not be anything to you now, slow down. Where's that sick?" hugging her from behind while sniffing her nose to the neck of the Ajeng level is smooth white without being blocked by hijab or hair. With his mischievousness he just dipped it, making a small mark there.

"Hhhh my feet hurt this why sniff the gini si?" Ajeng tries to take off Barata's embrace.

But mercilessly, Barata lifted him up on the bed.

"Bar.." Blow hit Barata's arm. But not at all indicated by the man.

"Be quiet, I see, what a bump is this kesleo. " Lay Ajeng on the bed then reach for legs that look reddened.

He checked it with jelly.

"Alhamdulillah only bump blue, tomorrow will heal later in olesin anti-puffiness ointment yes." Slowly rubbing Ajeng's feet.

"Why are you so desperate to do all this? no communication is the same as me."

"What do you think I am? the rock? who has no heart?"

"You can't understand my feelings at all. Where are 2 days without news?"

"Make me feel alone? feeling rich is not desirable."

"You are so bad!!" He stared at Barata sharply. Suddenly let out his heart, maybe it has been so piled up, so forced to remove.o

"Don't you, baby, you misunderstood." Grabbing the hand of Ajeng whose beauty directly on the edge by the owner.

"2 today, I fight all this, I prepare all this, for us. I can't possibly tell you the same old story, I'm afraid it won't work. You know, I'm doing this and my job is at stake! I can't possibly be this brave, while our letters and documents haven't worked out yet. I'm afraid I'll let you down later."

"Trust me, inshAllah next Sunday our marriage is recorded by civil records."

"I did this without your consent because I'm sure, you will refuse. And I don't want that. It's enough you turned me down, making me wait so long !"

"I don't want to be the same as other men. And my only path is this."

"I beg to understand. Sorry for me." Barata grabbed Ajeng's body, then hugged him tightly.

"I can no longer live without you, and Ashila needs you."

"Ooh so you married me just because of Shila?" Ajeng broke his embrace.

"Let me be Shila's mother?" The teacher put his face back on.

"And my children's mother will." Barata hugged Ajeng tightly. Peeling her hair with love.

"Sorry for everything." Sincerely speaking.

"It's for the first and last time I make my own decisions." Melepaas hug, then hold both fingers Ajeng tightly.

"I love you so much. Very.very love."

Barata smiled widely. Today's happiness doesn't want to end.

"Never stay with me again." Gently peeking Ajeng's forehead with all his heart.

Now their foreheads are fused, with the two fingers Ajeng held tightly by Barata.

Their breaths hunt each other, no matter who started it, now their beer bi is linked.

Starting from ****** gentler Barata, until now he was more demanding, he began to remove his finger link with Ajeng, holding Ajeng's face so tightly. As usual, Ajeng could not keep up.

"Breathe!!"

Barata took off his uman ci.

Ajeng scooped as much air as possible, his breath hunting.

"Later to be an expert, your husband is clever, take it easy." Said Barata naughty while stroking her smooth cheeks.

"Diehhhh!!" Hit the chest softly Barata field, which is very hard.

"Or can we start the theory by taking a bath together maybe?" gods returned.

Without waiting for Barata's words to finish, Ajeng repulsed Barata, this time with a loud punch that made the man complain.

"Yes Allah Yank, very fond of hitting iihhh." Barata whimpers in pain.

"Some of you are so perverted ! " Cibir Ajeng who is now trying to get out of bed.

"Eh..Where you going?"

"You take a shower, see what time it is! maghrib's time is running out. You shower in the back bathroom." Running with a limp entering the bathroom.

"Okay, this time you get away, don't ask me tomorrow." Threaten Barata who answered with a loud laugh Ajeng in the bathroom.

Without waiting for any more time, Barata also according to Ajeng's orders, brought his clothes along, who was beside him.

"If only ever Jeng." His words were ambiguous and could only be heard by himself.

May all the goodness be poured out to you, ya😍