The Huckold Married??

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It looks very sad and ironic mixed tragically when Raffan hastily chose to go home which was greeted with a plunge from his friends.

Honestly, he panicked and was afraid that Deefa would actually come to the place where she was gathered, if Deefa came and looked for her, and then she would have to tell her friends if they questioned who Deefa was, it is impossible for him to admit that Deefa is his sister because they all know that Raffan is an only child, while admitting that Deefa is his wife is very unlikely, really at this time he is not ready for his marriage to be known by others, especially friends hanging out as well as college friends.

The marriage of an arranged marriage would not be a joke later, and Raffan did not want it!

The big motor has entered the fence and then immediately padlocked the fence with the dominant dark color.

Immediately put his motorbike into the garage and waltzed quickly to the door of the house.

From the front of the closed door Raffan could hear the voice of someone who was teaching, ah of course it was the voice of his wife.

Raffan's hand was springing down the door handle he thought the door was not in the key, but in fact..

Clamps! clack up!

Repeatedly until finally Raffan no longer heard the melodious voice of Deefa chanting holy verses changed with the sound of the door lock that was opened.

"Assalamu'alaikum," the welcome voice and face are equally shady as if to teach Raffan to always say hello when just arrived.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

The man with a far different appearance to his father was immediately sensitive.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" Deefa said with a smile and stepped aside so that her husband could enter the house.

Raffan passed into the room leaving Deefa who now re-locked the door while holding the Quran she had read, after turning off the middle light the woman swung her steps following the husband.

Deefa was already in the room and put the Quran on the table by the window then looked at her husband who was opening his jacket and shirt without feeling the slightest awkward knowing that he and Deefa were indeed legitimate couple.

Actually Deefa was a little surprised but then tried to react calmly despite the pounding of his heart was difficult for him to control.

Ah, this is the first time she saw the upper body of her husband, then remember that they have not done the first night, it has been two days married but the first night seemed to be passed just like that.

"Want to eat again?" tawang Deefa shifted her eyes from her unclosed stomach.

"No," Raffan refused in a flat voice as he sat on the edge of the bed with his cellphone which had been warning of incoming messages.

"Coffee? or tea perhaps," again Deefa tried to carry out her duties as a good wife despite having her husband always make anyone beristighfar.

Again Raffan refused even this time with just a soundless sleigh.

Deefa took a breath, "yes already then," no longer wanted to force if she did not want yes already he had tried to carry out his obligations.

"There's something we need to talk about," Raffan said, making Deefa who wants to go to the bathroom restrained.

Deefa looked at the man on the edge of the bed in an incomprehensible manner.

"Sit down first" said Raffan showed a serious look of face as if this time there was something he wanted to talk about with the woman who still wears her veil.

Deefa said the woman took her place next to the man who became her husband leaving little distance between them.

Raffan took a heavy breath before expressing his heart Deefa could read it all from Raffan's face which was somewhat different from when they were first met after the sack of kabul from Raffan's mouth.

"I'm honestly not used to it more precisely not being able to accept this marriage."

Raffan had already begun to express his heart, expressing what the young man felt, about the marriage with the woman beside him and it did not surprise Deefa at all, from the beginning of seeing Raffan alone Deefa can guess that Raffan was forced to marry him, accept an arranged marriage with him even more with the difference in age of those who are 6 years adrift, Deefa who was older than the man was quite self-conscious that there were many young women that her husband must have coveted to be his companion.

"Deefa could see everything even though Mas Raffan didn't say it" Deefa said in her usual tone, a soft voice.

"Can I not say anything to my friends about this marriage?" asked Raffan glanced at Deefa who this time was a little surprised by her request.

Hiding weddings? that meant forbidding him to tell their marriage to the neighborhood where Raffan was.

"Is this marriage so bad?" Deefa resisted the turmoil that came suddenly, sad on her own, she was arranged to help Raffan to change himself for the better instead of being hidden like this.

Raffan shook his head, "there's no bad marriage just an arranged marriage that I can't accept."

"Forced, there were two choices that Dad made and I had to choose a more profitable option for me," sahut Raffan honestly why until he chose to get married at that time even though he actually had to change his choice when he knew he had to marry the choice of the Father but his father refused.

Deefa played her fingernails hearing every confession Raffan made.

"If you why would you want to be betrothed? surely regret not marrying me? different is much the same men that you often meet in pesantren, not as expected because even though I'm a son of an oustad but I'm really very much different from my father," clearly Raffan while staring at the look of himself who is now only wearing torn jeans without a top that covers his body.

"Deefa can do what if God has given his destiny to Deefa, married to a man who Deefa does not know at all with demands Deefa must be devoted to Deefa's husband of course even though Deefa's husband has not accepted this marriage at all even intend to hide Deefa in front of her friends or maybe in front of a lot of people?"

Raffan exhaled to hear Deefa saying there was a bad taste but he could not lie.

"Deefa follow the wishes of Mas Raffan if indeed this marriage makes Mas Raffan uncomfortable, as Deefa's wife according to although in fact it is not good for fear of causing slander."

Obviously Deefa with a face that kept her head down, there were clear circles that started to make her eyes foggy blur her eyes.

"Thank you" said Raffan, hearing Deefa's reply.

"For a living, I will still give a living but sorry may not be too big because I also have to finance my college, Dad and Mom actually do not mind to bear all our needs but I do not want because I have become the head of the family and elo my responsibility," Raffan hung his sentence.

"Deefa receives whatever he earns," Deefa replied.

"I'm sorry I only have a living to give birth to, for the other one," Raffan shook his head as Deefa raised her face and looked at him.

"Gue doesn't want to be a hypocrite as a normal man there is a strange sting that I feel when I see Lo Deef, he said, but I don't want to do it because I'm afraid our marriage didn't work out that requires us a divorce maybe? I want when Lo divorced from me Lo can marry the same man that Lo loves and also loves Lo, Lo can give up Lo's sanctity as that man, Lo, and I hope not to marry again because of an arranged marriage."

Deefa seemed to feel the lightning strike that struck her to make her heart electrocuted in such a way as to make it charred, divorced? Raffan talked about divorce? does this man intend to divorce her? is this guy sure they can't love each other? while at this time Deefa felt her side of her heart ached tremendously hearing all the words spoken from her husband's lips.

"So Mas Raffan wants Deefa to move rooms?" Deefa begins to understand Raffan's direction and what the man wants.

"I'm sorry," said Raffan, nodding with a bad feeling.

"Well," said Deefa, then rising from her seat, "Deefa will take care of Deefa's belongings and move them to the lower room," deefa continued to the wardrobe to take out the suitcase and put all her clothes in the suitcase without leaving a single one.

Deefa dragged her suitcase out of the room without looking at the man who was still sitting on the edge of the bed without moving even a bit at her back which was getting farther away and disappeared as the door closed.

Mumbled richly that this was best for them despite the fact that his treatment was very unfair to the woman he married, if something like this is known by his Mother's Father, it is clear that Raffan will get anger from both of them, so Raffan ran after Deefa following her into the woman's room.

"Deef," Raffan knocks on the door that's closed.

Clamps!

Deefa opened the door and stood still with the same face as the woman exited Raffan's room.

"Please don't tell Mom and Dad about this" Raffan said.

"Deefa looks like a wife who likes to complain to her in-laws?" tanya Deefa commented a little smile.

Raffan.

"Deefa will not say anything and to anyone including Father Mother and the Deefa family" Deefa said.

For him the problems in his household only the two of them can know, no one can mix it up.

"Thank you" for the second time Raffan thanked the woman whose heart must have been hurt by her confession, but she really did not want to lie to her feelings.

"Deefa can close the door? Deefa wants a break," Deefa said, holding the door.

"Yes, take a break" said Raffan and afterwards Deefa closed the door even though she had not yet left the place.

Inside the room Deefa was sitting on the edge of the bed breathing repeatedly with her gaze somehow seeing what, silent a moment ago recited a prayer to calm her heart due to the feelings made by her husband.

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