
The incident three days ago made me really scared and it made my attitude change to Andrian.
I tried to accept Andrian into my life and I learned to open my heart to him. Andrian my husband, however, he deserves my love.
Moreover, Andrian's attitude that was so gentle and respectful to me made my heart melt. Even Andrian was never shy to ask various things about the teachings of Islam. He really wanted to change his life and proved Andrian wanted to learn to teach and most of all I taught the procedure of ablution and prayer first following his reading.
I never regretted choosing Andrian as my husband. Although Andrian is far from perfect in terms of religion. Andrian really does not know anything even wudhu reading is often wrong. But I patiently and sincerely taught him and the one thing I liked about my husband was that Andrian really respected me, understanding and did not impose his will. Even Andrian often did not want to bother me even though he was troubled to take care of his work.
But I still wonder what happened that day. Why Andrian was so scared is actually what Andrian dreams of what really Andrian experiencing torpor.
Until now I still think hard even my family does not believe that Andrian is still alive. It's a miracle or it's my husband's destiny like this.
Even from the incident the other day Andrian was really diligent in worship even though I knew the reading was still not smooth. Sometimes I smile to myself that I feel I have a husband like a child to teach this. But there is pride in my heart that my husband was so quick to learn the readings of ablution and prayers that the reading of the Qur'an has not been smooth.
I smiled when I first helped my husband to a degree, he looked nervous and it made me anxious. There was no cold and cold look when I was with me that I saw the gaze that Andrian always gave a gentle gaze full of puja.
"Assynoltom.., "
"Marine.., "
I was surprised to find my husband coming home from work. I quickly walked up to him and kissed the back of his hand and picked up the bag my husband was holding.
"How did today work? "
I asked Andrian because it had become my habit when I was with Mas Vandu. Always welcome his arrival and ask how his work is. And, now I do also to Andrian because now he's my husband that I have to serve.
"Your.., "
Call me because Andrian was dumbfounded with a gaze fixed on me. Is there something wrong with me, feeling nothing, I thought confused.
"Have you always been like this welcoming the arrival of Vandu first? "
"Well! "
I was shocked to hear Andrian's words and then I saw myself. Where I wear a dress on my knees with hair down and a little makeup polish.
Indeed, I always like this to welcome the arrival of mas Vandu first only the difference is that I still use a good robe to please him. I still remember I wore this last outfit when that night where the pain occurred. Because I used to be not as brave as this wearing sexy clothes in front of the Vandu mas because it is mas Vandu less like it.
Now I'm wearing this outfit in front of Andrian hoping he likes my welcome with this look and hopefully he understands that I've fully accepted him and his past.
"Didn't your brother like it? "
What a silly question why I asked him. Just his look made me sure he didn't like it.
"If you don't like it, please tell Laila how to please Laila?"
I said again with my head down because I failed to please my own husband. I think Andrian is different from Mas Vandu, what Andrian also likes me to welcome him to wear a robe if yes I will, maybe.
"Have you always been like this welcoming the arrival of Vandu first? "
Again I was surprised why Andrian asked that again makes me a little upset why even discuss mas Vandu again.
"Certainly? "
"Laila used to be always welcome to the datangan mas Vandu but not with clothes like this. Always wearing a robe, but Laila once wore a garment like this and that night it was all ruined! "
My answer was trembling why it still hurts so much to remember that painful night.
"What does welcoming a husband like this teach in Islam? "
I stared at my husband because I didn't understand where he was talking. Until I breathed a sigh of understanding one thing.
"In Islam it does not teach a wife to welcome her husband like this. It's just that in Islam it teaches that a wife should please her husband because it becomes a reward and a sinner,"
"So, if you're not happy about Laila's performance. Please tell me what Laila has to do to make my brother's heart happy. Laila was just trying to be a good wife and trying to open Laika's heart to her brother, "
I wonder why I want all this. Running a normal marriage seems awkward. Let me let my story run through the tub of running water, though I know I don't know what my life is going to be like.
"Laila is just trying to give love where you deserve it. Just please don't let Laila down.., please..,"
I took a few steps back when Andrian's bang stared at me intensely making it hard to interpret this narrowed-eyed gaze.
Did I say something wrong or did I look wrong. I don't know what Andrian was thinking. I just want to be a good wife who can please her. Because I know it hurts to fight alone, for that I learned to open my heart to Andrian bang.
Grep...
Bang Andrian pulled my waist up to his body. Andrian's bang treatment surprised me when I put my hands on the chest of Andrian's bang field into the distance between me and Andrian's bang.
Instantly I was confused when Andrian even smiled and this smile was the first time I saw it until his neat white teeth were seen.
"Asma, do you know. I love this look, really."
"I'm sorry, it's just that my brother had time to imagine how you every day look like this in front of Vandu. It feels to make your heart not accept, if only your brother first knows you. Brother likes it and brother is very happy with the affectionate welcome, very beautiful and sexy, "
The bluss...
Instantly my cheeks warmed up hearing what Andrian had said. I looked down embarrassed even I felt like I wanted to disappear this second as well but I couldn't because Andrian's bang was pulling my body closer to him.
"Why look down, Hm. Brother likes to see Asthma like this, thank you for trying to open your heart to brother. You can't promise, but you will always try to be the best husband. "
Cup..
I closed my eyes when I felt a gentle kiss on my forehead. There was a feeling I could not describe by the word and it made my heart tremble.
Fabiaallairabikumukazibanfab...Enjoy your Lord whom you have denied.
Seriate....
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