The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 68. Paying Obligations

Like holding your breath, just because of the beauty of the stars. How the night sky is beautiful. The stars were very beautiful, twinkling spoiled, as if teasing to the inhabitants of the earth who were flattering them. The moon cannot hide from the night.

It is so great and inexpressible that God is indeed the greatest aesthetician because he created all of this wonderful universe. For thousands of years man has been fascinated by the stars and the heavenly bodies. Out there, we can understand what life really means and find a little more meaning to bring into this world.

I stared in confusion as an object fell right into my temple. I stared in silence, a heart-red origami paper shaped like an airplane. My hand slowly reached him.

Who else plays paper airplanes these nights? muttered to myself on the porch.

I put my hands up in the air. I want to fly that plane back. But I was just about to catapult him. My eyes caught a line of words marked on the plane's propeller.

Follow the sign behind you...

I looked back. It turned out that behind me sitting right now there was a folding paper that the plane made again. My hands started picking them up one by one. It's like a sign that is deliberately made and arranged to escort me to a place, leading into the house. I finally arrived at the front door of the main room. Because that's where the paper plane ended.

Kriekk...

Slowly and slowly I turned the knob of the room door. The view inside successfully made my eyes look perfect. My eyes swept across the room in the room. There's no one. However, this room is more similar to the bridal room. The nuance is very different.

The room I used to sleep with Azzam, now seemed to change. This room is decorated with beautiful candles, on the bed with white sheets has been given a fragrant red rose. The dimly lit room adds to the romance of the room.

"Who prepared all this?" I muttered to myself, thinking for a moment. "What is Azzam's brother? If it is. It's romantic for my husband." My eyes were again looking for someone. I'm looking for Azzam, where is he?

Suddenly a perfectly circular hand was on my waist. I could tell her by the smell of the perfume I was breathing deeply. I quickly turned my head.

"Did you?" I said shocked.

We are still in position, not moving. Azzam hugged my body tightly then placed his chin on my shoulder.

"Darling?" lirih Azzam's.

Sweetly I directed my tiny hand rubbing the spoiled face clean white.

"Yes"

"My sister's wife is beautiful and fragrant once tonight" she said.

I smiled at her praise.

"Abang also looks very handsome and very handsome tonight," I returned to throw compliments.

Azzam was still writhing spoiled on my shoulders.

"Darling?" call again.

"Hm... "

"We're doing a worship service tonight?"

Worship? It's 10 p.m. Isya prayer, magrib prayer we have done both earlier. Tahajud prayer? ah where possible! What are the other sunnah prayers?

"Sholat prayer, do you mean brother? But we were not already practicing the prayers of magrib and isya, would love to invite Nisa to worship other sunnah prayers?" I was confused.

Azzam tegelak slowly. "It's not that, baby."

"Keep what?"

Azzam said with a wit. "The drug used to be done by a husband and wife."

Degs...

Azzam asked for that tonight?

"So we're gonna do tonight, baby?" my many.

Azzam agreed to what my question was.

As a wife there is no reason to reject my husband's wishes. And not that it is also an obligation for the wife and husband to be entitled to collect it.

When the male and female partners have been religiously legal to be married couples then doing Jima or making love is no longer illegal, but it turns into worship that is rewarded with a big reward if done.

Jima means intimate relationship between husband and wife is one of the biological needs. If the wife does not fulfill the husband's wishes immediately, then the punishment in the afterlife is very painful for her.

Prophet SAW said: “When a husband invites his wife (to have sex), then fill up immediately even though the wife is busy in the kitchen!” (CHR. Tirmidhi and Ibn Hibban).

Ibn Qayyim al Jauziy explained in his book Zadul Ma'ad fi Hadyi Khairil Ibad. According to Ibn Qayyim, the Prophet's guidance in the matter of the body is the most perfect. Be able to maintain health, perfect enjoyment, please feelings, and achieve goals.

According to Ibn Qayyim, the purpose of the tree is three things. First, to preserve and preserve the offspring until they reach the amount determined by God to appear on earth. Second, removing water that when held will be able to cause harm to the body. Third, channeling sexual desire, obtaining pleasure, and having fun to feel pleasure. This is also what will be obtained in heaven.

No less important, said Ibn Qayyim, jimak able to maintain the view, resist lust, and can control themselves from illegal acts (zina). This benefit is also obtained in the world and the hereafter for husband and wife. Thus, the Prophet said, "Among the affairs of the world that I am pleased with him are women and perfumes.

In addition to the wife, the husband also has an obligation to raise his wife in a good way, with affection without being rude and cruel (surah An-Nisa verse 19). The husband is also obliged to give religious guidance to his wife and her apostles. (Al-Ahzab:34, At-Tahrim:6)

Without waiting for long, Azzam immediately carried my body. I smiled as I wrapped my hand around Azzam's neck for fear of falling. Azzam put my body on the bed slowly.

I put away the little rose petals sprinkled on the bed.

"Why are the rose petals removed, baby?"

"Nisa, don't like it, it's too crowded."

"But my brother likes it. It's romantic, baby."

"Hm... Judekah. Nisa pegutin again." I was about to roll down from the bed Azzam pulled my hand to stay in my position again.

"No need darling, the presence of Nisa here has made the atmosphere of the room so romantic." Azzam smiled as he rolled his eyes.

Azzam inched to lay his body beside me. He put his face over my head. The distance of our faces is very close. I could feel the warmth of Azzam's breath. And now I myself can see so closely the peaceful face of the man I love today.

"I love you" said Azzam. His hand caressed my face gently. His words just now made me freeze for a moment.

My hand also stroked Azzam's face with warmth. "Nisa too. Thank you, dear. Now Nisa feels like the luckiest woman to have you."

"Abang, no time to feel lucky to always be close to the woman who loves the most brother after Umi," said Azzam while tucking the child's hair into my ear.

We looked at each other, smiling. And when two pairs of eyes meet each other, pervading the desires of each other's souls, enjoying a beautiful night together as a married couple.

Now Azzam's hands began to creep through my face with gentle movements. Stroking the top of my head. I don't know why it feels like my heart is working extra at the moment. Feeling the blood flow is sliding rapidly through each vein. The feeling of thumping incoherently... Dag... Digs... Dugs.

I could hear Azzam softly asking me to recite the prayer before starting the jima' I followed in earnest.

Bismillahil ‘aliyyil ‘azhim. Allahummajalhu dzurriyyatan thayyibah in qaddarta an takhruja min shulbi. Allahumma jannibnis syaithana wa jannibis syaithana ma razaqtani.

That is, “In the name of Allah the Most High, the Most Great. My Lord, make him a good descendant if you do not let him out of my spine. My Lord, keep me away from the devil, and keep the devil away from the seed of the foetus you have bestowed on me."

One by one Azzam shirt buttons were opened. "Darling, are you ready?" azzam whispered.

I kept quiet for a while, then nodded and smiled. Earlier, I tried to take a deep breath, neutralizing the nervousness tonight. I'm a little scared.

Slowly Azzam kissed my forehead, then rubbed the forehead he kissed earlier. Azzam seemed to be aware of my nervousness at this moment.

"Honey, relax, his face does not tighten so," seduced Azzam. "Abang will do it slowly."

As my face turned red, it felt like blood was rushing into my face. 'Aishh, how I'm not nervous this is my first time doing it' my inner self.

I forced to carve a smile amid the tension I felt. "Dear, Nisa's just nervous. Nervous to see it turns out brother is very passionate tonight," I said while stroking Azzam's chest.

Azzam pierced my body then gave a kiss unfortunately with a friendly. We express feelings for each other. Enjoy this moment.

Cup...

A warm touch landed on my lips gently even so gently, for the second time. I can only surrender, can not say anything more, and can also I reply to the friendly kiss on his lips. Slowly and slowly the caress begins to spread to other sensitive parts of the body. I enjoyed every touch he gave me.

"Honey, may we be in our lives in the grace of children who are sholeh and sholehah, who always invite the people around to the good." Please Azzam.

"Amiinu. A child similar to his father. Which teaches us about patience and great kindness" I added.

"Dad? Ah how happy brother, dear if the little angel is present," said Azzam smilingly imagining it.

"Dear, thank you again. Always loyal to me and always loving with all my heart."

Azzam nodded and smiled, and then grabbed me tightly, he gave up and poured out all the proof of his love tonight.

Bismillah. Alhamdulillahilladzi khala minal ma’i basyara, fajarlahu nasaban wa shahra, wa kana rabbuka qadira.

That is, “In the name of Allah, praise be to Him who created man from water, and made him a descendant and kinship. Your god is powerful."

Finally, we end it tonight. I woke up, wanted to go to the bathroom, cleaned myself up. A single tear fell on my temple. My eyes closed tightly, holding my waist.

"Why, baby?" Azzam held my arm, then wrapped my wrist around his shoulder. "Still sick?"

I shook my head slowly. "No papa," I smiled afterwards.

"Yes, let brother clean the bed, for us to sleep tonight."

I agreed, then passed to the bathroom. On the other hand, Azzam was busy cleaning and cleaning the petals scattered on the floor. Then proceed with changing the bed sheet.

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