The Uterus for My Husband

The Uterus for My Husband
New novel



Dear readers.


stop by first to the work of Fenitri A who just came here while waiting for the story of arsi and Bilal.


Title: Obedience Without But


author: Fenitri Azzukhruf


You should read Azka first, and remember to be grateful whatever has been created for us to accept what is".


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Muhammad Fatih Elsirazi was a child who loved participating in his school activities. From Scouts, paskibraka, OSIS, basketball and many more he follows. Being an idol at his school does not make himself a big head, Fatih is always focused in everything he lives.


" Fatih is not tired of every day you go home until the afternoon". said the mother who saw her son with skin had started to become a coffee milk yellow Langsat. no longer know what to call it, Fatih does not have clean white skin like the cool Shandy William artist.


" Fatih's mom doesn't like it, it's Fatih's practice before Fatih graduates later. Fatih wants to achieve the ideals of Fatih mother, if there will be a Fatih entrance test can be immediately accepted.


" May your ideals be fulfilled son, is there nothing else with your ideals that a military man will not often be at home if he is assigned can not go home for months". mother explained that Fatih could change his mind, hoping if Fatih became Akpol only so that the mother was not far from the eldest child.


" aaminn, thanks Fatih's mother for leaving first". Fatih brought supplies that have been prepared by the mother he was never ashamed to bring her, according to him in the provision there is a prayer of a mother.


Fatih rode her beloved motorcycle, it was a birthday gift from her father last year. Big bike ninja class but not so expensive. Fatih approached his best friend Azka who had the same potential as him, went and went home together.


The entrance bell reads the sign of all students to enter their respective classes. Fatih led the class he was the chairman, Fatih was often not allowed to take classes because of too many activities he participated in but at the time of the test Fatih's score was never bad.


Today is a paskibraka event between sub-districts, Fatih with Azka and others are ready to leave for the field centered in the capital. Dashing height like a real military, Fatih always keep his appearance he never absent to exercise. Morning run, afternoon if at home he also ran around the complex.


" Fatih see the girl is beautiful especially the one that is sexy". Fatih hit Azka's head.


" Close Azka's eyes later in hell your eyes will be plugged with hot iron". Azka grimaced, Fatih was always sadistic to give directions.


" That one beh. does not reduce her beauty despite wearing a hijab, perfect..." Azka turned her head to the other side, making Fatih curious about what Azka said.


Fatih was instantly hypnotized with the sweet girl who was in the front row herself position was in the middle. The high body texture of the skin looks white, its face shaded in view. Fatih did not blink much less seeing the girl smiling so sweetly. Azka chuckled to see Fatih watching the girls laughing, because the event had not yet begun.


" so that's your taste yes Fatih, perfect you are indeed smart". Fatih did not hear Azka's words exactly he was focused.


" We'll meet later if the show is over". Azka patted Fatih's shoulder.


" uh was invited to talk from earlier did not connect very, very Fatih, amazed can but do not forget I am your friend".


" Don't rub it like I'm Fatih, I know who you see. Being in the group of the first two middle rows". Fatih turned towards Azka hitting Azka on the head.


" it hurts Fatih, right but what I said. your eyes are still healthy see that clear, in school many are crazy about you but you avoid them. They are myopic do not see me who is also not less handsome to you". Fatih laughed, Azka always prided herself she never wanted to if she said she was less handsome.


" you should read Azka first, and remember to be grateful whatever has been created for us to accept what is". Fatih saw Azka down from top to bottom.


" I've learned Fatih but I'm really handsome, RT gini sir's son ". Fatih laughed again.


" I'll find out who that woman is for you, Fatih, just this time I see you desire women". Azka chuckled, Fatih again hit Azka on the head.


" you think I'm fuckin', I'm still a normal Azka."


" i thought you were g** ". Fatih leaned back against Azka.


The speaker sounds loud, the participants are expected to be ready. They marched in the lead by their respective chairmen, and Fatih as the leader in his group. Today is also an election for anyone who will participate in the ceremony of seven dozen August in the capital city of the country.


Until their afternoon training, they pray Zuhur lunch before continuing the exercise again. A short break, and the beautiful scenery for Fatih the girl was now in front of Fatih was up to five meters away. The girl's smile made the heart of Fatih Elsirazi rustle, not knowing him yet but already falling in love at first sight.


" The sustenance of Soleh's son, really lucky this time Muhammad Fatih Elsirazi". said Azka but Fatih did not pay attention to Azka's speech he still enjoyed the girl's sweet smile, his face was very shady in view.


Back again the speaker voice called the participants, this time there was a selection of who was elected to the paskibraka this year who will go to the capital to raise the flag. All the participants were tense, all also hoping to fly the flag in the capital with the president. It's an honor for them.


One name in his name and Fatih also Azka can be included in the ranks of the paskibraka this year. Happy is for sure, even happier the woman he saw since was also elected as a member of the paskibraka. Her name is Zhafira aqyla Hasan, fix Fatih already know what the name of the girl is. she smiled knots happily.


" Zhafira aqyla". Azka whispered near Fatih's ear.


" silence, we can punish later". Fatih whispered back.


The elected members began to be separated into their own ranks, Fatih was elected as the leader of his. with a high sturdy posture does not doubt the selectors. Look not asked, pretty handsome in addition to dashing. Who does not glance at Fatih, anyone who sees it will be amazed. Fatih's heart beat when the woman he admired stood beside him at a distance of one man, like the rhythm of a horse race. Then Fatih thought that he was calmer, in this position he did not want his concentration to disappear.


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