The Pawned Marriage

First Night

The wedding of Zayn Malik and Nafisa Salsabila became the most anticipated event.

Starting from the invited guests, gossip media, netizens, ready to put eyes and ears.

Malik's family never revealed why Zayn and Valerie divorced. And now Zayn is married to Nafisa who was once accused of the attempted murder of Maryam Malik.

Speculation circulated wildly that Nafisa was the cause of the rupture of Zayn and Valerie's relationship but was soon debunked by the fact that it was Zayn who reported Nafisa to be sentenced to death.

Another guess is a marriage that grows out of pity. Nafisa was found not guilty after testifying after waking up.

What is clear is that all eyes want to see how a Zayn Malik who was previously married to Valerie, one of the models who has been worldwide, married to Nafisa who prefers to wear a robe and veil.

At exactly seven o'clock in the evening, Zayn gallantly and a happy-looking face took Nafisa.

The figure that was frozen now looks friendly greeting the guests.

They both wear nude bridal clothes. It was very apparent how Zayn was fascinated by his wife. Back and forth he glanced at Nafisa with a smile.

Many people who asked where Nafisa came from saw her tall stature and dark gray eyes.

Maryam walked while holding Aurelie and Milo. The two children of Nafisa waved hands to the guests excitedly.

Aurelie imagines herself as a princess who is walking in a royal parade while Milo considers herself a superhero who is welcomed after returning home from combat.

Gossip media and netizens immediately made comparisons of how Maryam was very far away at the wedding of Zayn and Valerie first.

The middle-aged woman tends to be silent and smiles as necessary when her son is married to Val. While now, Maryam seemed to be in the radiance and happy to welcome the presence of Nafisa.

At the reception, Zayn and Nafisa receive congratulations from the guests.

Unexpectedly, Reno and Dela were present even though Nafisa was only a fleeting invitation. Notifying without inviting.

“Congratulations Zayn, hopefully not nyesel,” said Dela with cynical eyes glancing at Nafisa.

“Bunting big mouth you still lemes aja, Del,” whispered Zayn while still smiling.

Dela snorted to answer when cut by her husband.

“Pak Zayn, good luck. You are also Nafisa,” he said briefly and then took Dela down from the guarantee so as not to make a fuss.

Aurelie and Milo ran over in welcome. Soaring with excitement because of their mother's marriage.

Zayn secretly notices Nafisa's reaction, but his wife does not press Reno and only occasionally notices her children.

Zayn embraces Nafisa then kisses the side of her head while whispering, “I will make you happy again, dear.”

“In shaa Allah,” replied Nafisa expectantly.

***

“Darling, I won't ask for my rights yet if you're not ready. Take it easy, no rush. But mmm don't slow down, yes.”

Nafisa gasped at her husband's words as they finished tidying themselves up in the hotel room.

“I'm fine, really, Mas.”

Zayn looked at his wife's face. Although saying willing but the look in his eyes shone otherwise.

“Your husband is sincere, which is important in time, you are really ready to accept me. Mmmm but if the kisses are equally hugy, yes?” Zayn raised his eyebrows.

A reddened face, a shy smile made Zayn have to turn his face to not pounce on his wife.

While Nafisa who was nervous was half panicked was relieved because she did not have to meet her husband.

The hotel room phone rang.

Zayn immediately raised.

“Zayn, interrupt no?” There was Maryam's voice investigating.

“Neither.”

“Loh really isn't it? Yo wispatan aja, give time to Nafisa as said Doctor Yuni. Watch out for you maksain, Mother who will cut your bird.”

“Bu, idiii. What's the matter at night?”

“This Milo whining to sleep with Nafisa. Can you tell your wife to let her calm down?”

“I pick you up, let Milo sleep with me and Nafisa.”

“Waah, first night failed total blas. Let Milo talk to his mom.”

“Shortly, Bu.”

Zayn called Nafisa who was taking things out of the suitcase into the hotel closet.

I was stunned to see the tempting scene but could not yet be touched. Nafisa wears light blue satin pajamas with long wavy hair in the original pigtail.

“Mas, no. This is our first night. Let Nafisa talk to Milo.”

His wife approached.

“I'm sincere, Honey. It's okay, let Milo sleep with us. The first night I was Daddy,” Zayn replied with a chuckle.

Nafisa looked at her husband.

“Mas really sincere?”

A voice sounded from the phone.

“Shortly, Mom. I picked it up, Nafisa is okay,” replied Zayn while winking one eye to his wife.

“I'll pick you up, Mas.”

“Eh, no, you have to wear a robe and others. Let Mas aja. You wait here yeah, darling.”

Zayn hung up the phone and stepped out.

“Mas a minute.”

Nafisa stood before Zayn. Want to give a kiss on the cheek but still clumsy. Finally Nafisa just kissed the back of Zayn's hand.

“Makasi make the understanding. Nafisa promised to try to serve Mas as best as possible,” he said in earnest.

There was no sense of being forced at all for Zayn to wait. He also wanted the first time with Nafisa to be a beautiful moment for both of them.

Zayn cupped into two hands to his wife's face then said, “Amazingly, I’m totally fine. I know myself, Nafisa. Normally I can't resist, but with you everything is easy and light. I wonder why it can be like this. So you don't worry. Now I'll pick up Milo in Mom's room.”

Before long, Zayn arrives at Maryam's room and turns out the two children want to sleep with his mother.

Zayn held Aurelie who was half a dream. Milo was struggling at my father's feet.

“Zayn, you are now not only a husband, but also a father. Take care of your family, yes.”

“In by Allah, Ma'am. Sleep do not stay up late, later wrinkles,” candles.

“Dreaming husband, sholih, loyal, handsome. Mother's words are prayer, may kabul,” concluded Maryam while closing the door with a feeling of arrogance but happy.

After Zayn died, Maryam was unceasingly grateful. She had already gotten Zayn as warm and familiar as before getting acquainted with Valerie.

“Hopefully keep happy, yes, Nak.”

In her room, Nafisa opened the door and looked up at Aurelie and Milo.

“Mas, sorry. Nafisa told the kids that she slept with Oma tonight. Later if it's too late I movedin.”

“Sssh already, big bed. We slept four. But you are next to me, yes.”

“Mama, Milo want to hold Mama.”'s hair Milo's voice sounded spoiled.

Zayn placed Aurelie on the edge and placed the dining chair as a barrier.

Milo was put to sleep in the middle beside Nafisa. The fat fingers of the leak were busy creeping his mother's hair.

After all looking comfortable, Zayn laid his body beside Nafisa.

“Mas, I give you back first. Later if Milo has regained my body, yes.”

“Not done, darling. But I will hug, you from behind, yes, “ pinta Zayn carefully.

Nafisa's face met with red, making Zayn have to bite her lips to hold back the anxiety.

“Good sleep, Mas.

“Good sleep, Dear.”

Zayn wrapped one hand around Nafisa's slender waist. Not uncomfortable, Nafisa feels comfortable.

Within minutes, the new family spent the first night in each other's dreamland.

***

Dela looked at Reno who was already asleep. They just finished fighting. Doctors did suggest that Dela and Reno start frequent contact to provoke birth.

Gently, Dela stroked the gently wavy Reno hair. Kissing her husband's nose, forehead, cheeks, and lips.

“I love you so much, Ren. Hopefully from now on, your love is only for me.”

Then Dela broke down, turning off the lights.

In the dark, Reno flips over. Tears flowed from both of his eyes along with the half-dead sobs he hid.

***