The Girl Who Shared Belongs to Mr. Zola
Young Mature, Mature Selfish
Trees move, the wind can blow clouds. The gathered clouds let out water from its crevices. Tonight it rained on the capital. No exception whitewashed house, number seven also fell into the rain. The bedroom facing North. It looks dark, it doesn't show life there. It appears that the residents have fallen asleep. Nah! The girl hugged her husband from behind, occasionally sniffing the fragrant masculine shoulders of her husband.
“Aa, have you slept?” ask her with a distinctive hoarse voice sleepy people.
The empu who was asked was just silent, hugging the bolster. For several days he was tormented by circumstances. Because his wife always hugged him, put his manners to the test. How not, if he can't do anything, because his wife is having monthly guests. It's been almost ten days.
Zola felt a tickle on her shoulder. When his wife pretended to bite. But he did not protest. If the protest scared her, Arrahma let go of her embrace. If he asks to be hugged, it seems too prestige for a basket-eyed predator like him.
“Aa sleep yes?” the girl raised her head to look at her husband.
Arrahma looks clumsy when he looks into the eyes of her husband.
The girl returned to her original position, laying her head on the void. With her hands still around her husband's waist.
Five minutes into silence, Arrahma called her husband again. At the same time, Zola turned her body around. The man glared at his wife who disturbed his calm.
The girl smiled stiffly, but her hands stroked her husband's hair softly.
“Aa, no sleep?” tanyanya gently.
Zola just kept silent her eyes closed as her soft caresses were being held in her hair. Very soothing, even a sense of comfort he also got.
The kiss on his cheek made him open his eyes. For tonight, he doesn't want to argue with Arrahma. All he needs is a caress.
“Aa, tomorrow if Rahma, ask to wake up at dawn! Wake up!”
Zola did not flinch, bored if she had to listen to Arrahma's lecture.
“When are you done?” The word first sounds flat.
Arrahma frowned, did her husband insinuate her. Because they remind prayers.
“Your monthly guest!” Sounding relaxed, the man crossed his arms. Letting the sleeping Arrahma beside her hold her tightly.
“Kapann!” his insistence again sounded impatient.
“Tomorrow maybe!” he said slowly, touching the eyes of the basket was wide open. Arrahma turned his face away from nervousness.
Zola smiled a smile. He could finally feel the pleasure of the world.
“You know what your obligation is?” This one predator always reminds his wife of obligations. But she forgot her duty as a servant and husband.
Arrahma nodded weakly, she knew if the sexs. Significant part of the marriage relationship.
“Ta-pi wait three more days, Rahma is not ready!” I hope the husband understands. The fear he felt.
Zola smiled cynically as she said.”Cih, I don't care! For me, this is very beneficial for you. After marriage there is no physical contact except for a kiss. It should be two weeks, you can make preparations! I don't care about Rahma! Anyway you're done we did!”
It's stubborn and selfish that's Zola. As Arrahma's wife should be able to behave.
“Iya, now Aa sleep!” the girl kissed her husband's forehead gently. Instantly making Zola freeze made.
“Pray first, read the short letter! End with sholawat for His Majesty Allah!”
Zola remembers her late mother, when she was a child she always taught. What Arrahma is teaching him right now.
The burly hand slowly hugged his wife's waist. His face was hidden in Arrahma's chest. He misses his mother. Especially when Arrahma sholawat and cover it with some songs that fit.
“Mother! Mom!” Zola closed her eyes thinking back to her time with her mother.
Arrahma stroked Zola's head fondly. Letting her husband embrace her and swipe his chest face even though it feels amused. But the girl did not protest, just wanted her husband to be comfortable and sleepy.
Although much younger in fact Arrahma is more able to act mature. Than her husband who was a little bit overwhelmed. As saying!
TBC...
