The Huckold Married??

Quiet Ambiance

Having just crossed the village road leading to Deefa's house, Raffan had already felt a very peaceful calm and cool that mixed into one, the air that came directly he breathed as much as he deliberately opened the car glass next to him.

When the vehicle crossed a road that was overgrown with trees, the man stopped the four-wheeled vehicle, making the woman beside him ask.

"Kok quit?" looking at the husband who looked straight ahead of this position slowly Deefa could see her husband's lips drawn to the side with a smile more and more make her wonder, why her husband suddenly smiled? he asked instead of joking.

"Remember not the beginning of our marriage when we were tried by the family?" asked Raffan without looking at the wife who nodded in response.

Of course, Deefa will remember that moment, because it was the beginning where they could finally perfect their marriage, a beginning of problems that if Raffan did not want to change they would separate, they would be separated, will divorce with the condition of the body that is both still intact because they have not done the relationship as usually husband and wife do.

"I brought you to this place, didn't I?" asked Raffan again this time to look at the woman who was also a pair of neutrals were staring at the road ahead there, glaring with his memory back on that night, the night where their household threatened separation.

"We talk a lot in this place." deefa said clearly they were just alone in a place when the night was really very quiet even though the place was a street but it was a village road that would be deserted when it was night, the dark sky will make the villagers more happy in their homes than having to roam the streets as is often done by the people of the city.

"Keep after what else?" Raffan showed a suspicious smile, a smile that hid what was inside his mind, a smile with both eyes squeaking.

"Emm." Deefa scrunched up the tip of the veil that protected her hair from the gaze of eyes that were not her mahram.

"What?" raffan repeated this time tilting his body accompanied by a voice that sounded heavy and deep.

"We're home then." Deefa raised the face that had been simultaneously lowered and then said quickly.

Raffan shrieked his head that was moved backwards a few cents of disappointment and surprise which was the same because his wife's answer did not match what he expected.

"Before going home, surely after talking we will not just go home, there will be other things we do, maybe?"

Whatisthis? the words of Raffan increasingly make Deefa do not understand his face has also become red, red, actually, Deefa knew what her husband was questioning because what happened that night was the first for her as a woman, of course she would not be able to forget her first experience that, it would not be easy to forget even if he tried to forget about it.

"Should we talk about?" deefa finally asked when she felt she could no longer speak to divert the conversation about the night to another topic, I don't know if he felt like his brain was deadlocked and couldn't think of anything else, so he came back to what they were doing.

That night was just a kiss but made Deefa's body shake uncontrollably with her heart as if racing to be the winner when for the first time she and Raffan finally touched each other intimately.

The first kiss that will always be remembered is part of the life of an Adeefa Ranaya, impressed more but he who lives in pesantren of course it is very impressive for him because he did it with a man who has the status as a husband, a man who has the right to see and even touch all parts of his body, it became a pride for him because Raffan was the only man who touched and was able to thrill his soul and body.

"I never forget it" Raffan said with a smile carved into his face.

At first she married Deefa for arranged marriage and at that time she had no feelings for Deefa, either he does not have it or he does not want to admit that the seeds of love are already present in his heart, she knew she was the first person to kiss the woman next to her and would be the only one, god willing because everything he expects will of course still depend on the owner of the universe only he will be more trying so that what he wants is finally approved and approved by God.

"Deefa will never forget either.."

"Because I am the first and I will be the only one in your life forever," said Raffan pulled the wife's hand and kissed her feelingly channeling the vibrations that made Deefa swallow the saliva.

Raffan dipped for a very long time as if there would be no other chance for him to be able to do it, indeed he was really already adrift and would never shift to another heart, another heart, it is enough that Adeefa Ranaya is a woman who fills her life and her heart is nothing else, no one else should come bothering let alone to ruin the happiness that finally makes his life feel more perfect than before.

"Deefa loves Mas Raffan very much" Deefa said in a soft and meaningful voice and meant a lot to the man who was still late with what he was doing.

"Even my love is greater than yours" said Raffan after finishing a kiss on the back of his wife's hand and now just stroking the back of the hand where she landed her lips.

"You promised you wouldn't leave me, so whatever happens stay by my side, be by my side to.."

The two looked at each other deeply and long, exploring what they felt and trying to strengthen and protect each other when the storm came.

The car again continued the journey which only stayed a little while longer, really a little while until it did not need to wait long for them to arrive at the destination.

Raffan's right hand remained on the steering wheel of the car and his left hand held with the wife's hand several times looking at each other's gaze and both throw a smile indicating that the heart that had been restless began to calm down so look at the simple house they will be living in for the next few days.

From a distance Deefa could already see the mother standing in front of the yard as soon as recognizing her daughter-in-law's vehicle made her stop what she was working on.

Deefa lowered the windshield and smiled at the old man who only lived one, both of whom even looked longingly.

"Assalamualaikum," Deefa quickly walked over to the woman she used to call Mother.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," answered the old woman who immediately and without hesitation hugged her only daughter, the beloved daughter who was always devoted to her.

At this time Raffan just came down from the car he parked well in the yard of the house of the in-laws who are still in the form of red land, of course, if it has rained the land it will be a problem for his car.

The man followed his wife to greet her mother-in-law, who had given her a beautiful and extraordinarily kind-hearted wife, "assalamu'alaikum" he said, bowing to kiss the back of her hand.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," answered the greeting this time uttered by his son-in-law.

The mother took her son and daughter-in-law into the house.

"Raffan grab Mak's bag first" Raffan told his mother-in-law.

The woman nodded and took her son to enter first.

He does not have a mobile phone to communicate with his son, but usually Deefa will contact Salimah son of Kiyai Burhan, asking Salimah for news.

"Dadak Mak, yesterday suddenly Mas Raffan came here."

"Raffa? doesn't your husband have to go to college?" wonder of the mother.

"Yes, but it's permission." Deefa commented a smile.

"How's Mom doing? right okay? you're healthy, right?" a barrage of questions he threw while stroking the arm of the woman sitting beside him.

"Okay Deef, very healthy even if the mother is sick also usually Salimah tell you, anyways every afternoon Salimah come to see the mother," his mother replied to him how regularly Salimah looked at him every day, sometimes bringing food and fruits for him he was very lucky to know and be close to the family of Kiyai Burhan who had made his son a good-hearted child.

"Thank God, thank God" Deefa said, glad to hear what her mother had to say.

"You how? happy right? no problem?" ask the mother back.

Deefa smiled as she nodded of course she would not be able to tell what was going on between her and her mother-in-law, it was impossible to make her mother even so think of her, "good Mak," calm down.

"Alhamdulillah, I know Raffan can definitely give you happiness" said the woman who breathed a sigh of relief, for him the happiness of the child is also happiness for him and so will the sadness of the child will be his sadness as well.

"Lately my mother's feelings are not good, anxious thinking about you but once I see you're okay my mother feels very grateful," he said.

A few days ago until this morning he was still feeling worried, a sudden feeling of worry made him restless every time he would do anything, he said, suddenly thinking of the only child who he himself did not know why to be very worried, but after seeing his son a good sense of relief was immediately approaching.

"Deefa was very much the same mother." for the second time gave a hug and while hugging she quietly let out tears then immediately wiped it off when she realized her husband was already standing at the door and staring at her.

Raffan stared at his wife who had just shed tears and was quickly wiping away the tears, she was her husband, of course, she became very sensitive to what his wife felt.

Raffan looked at the woman who had broken her arms with her mother, the woman who smiled again as if there had never been a tear that the woman let out, she said, keep staring at a wife who is very good at hiding her sadness from her biological mother though.

"Mas Raffan." called her husband's name as if he had just realized the presence of the man in the doorway.

Raffan smiled stiffly with his hands tightly clutching the bag containing their clothes.

"Deefa get me a drink first" Deefa said, rising from her seat.

"Let's just Mom, you're gonna have to rest." the mother tried to ban it but she knew Deefa wouldn't listen to her ban.

Just taking a drink for her husband won't make her fall unconscious, will it?

"Just take a drink, Mak, Mas Raffan will not drink if Deefa does not take it," Deefa joked, throwing a smile at her husband.

"Well, right, Mas?" asked the man who again gave a stiff expression but his head moved nodded.

"Mom see for yourself." Deefa said.

The mother laughed and let her son get a drink for Raffan.

Let this be their home and they are free to do whatever they want, the mother's mind.

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