The Widow's Choice

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What must happen will happen. Sooner or later. We do not want to, but if God wills, it will happen.

Rahman and Nurul were married for almost two weeks. They still understand each other. That weekend Fatimah and her family visited Dira's house, the atmosphere was very crowded if Fatimah came.

The night is approaching. After praying Isya' all gathered together to share stories and laugh together. Missing relatives. Al who asked to move rooms, his room has been moved to the room next to Dira's mother. He will sleep with Riko if Riko comes to visit. Childhood, really happy with their peers.

"Ummah, Rindi sleepy," said Rindi who began to no longer play with her two brothers.

"Sleeping with Oma is beautiful, Oma is sleeping with you," Rindi just nods her head and is carried by Dira's mother brought to her room. Al and Riko finally come to clean up their toys and go to Al's room to sleep together.

There are only two young couples in front of the tv. "Who wants a warm drink?" tawar Fatimah's.

"By the deck, yuk to the kitchen!" answer Nurul.

"Eh, Mbak Nurul here, let Fatimah make it yourself. What do you think Nurul's drinking is?"

"If the two of them were faster deck,"

"No, no, no! Mbak Nurul continued to talk with Rahman aja yaa, Okey!" Fatimah ran to the kitchen. Nurul was about to chase but he was summoned by Ali.

"Mbak Nurul, by the way is Nurul still working?" ask Ali.

"Eh, still Li. Yesterday had asked to resign with the boss, but asked to teach a new child first for one month. Alhamdulillah new employees already exist, so stay ngajarin aja," Nurul glanced at Rahman.

"Yes no papa, yesterday has a maximum promise of two months" Rahman said. Nurul smiled at Rahman's words.

"Well, I'm a mosquito repellent here!" chirps Ali.

"Mosquito repellent segedhe you, how many years Li?" timpal Rahman's.

"Life, hahaha," they laughed together. Before long Fatimah came with four cups of warm tea. He presents them one by one.

"Please drink mas and my dear mother, hhihi" said Fatimah.

"Still on deck" replied Nurul, who took the cup in front of him and sipped it. All back late in the chatter and laughter. "Why am I suddenly dizzy? Am I tired?" mumam Nurul's.

"Mbak Nurul why?" asked Fatimah who saw Nurul slightly holding something back.

"No papa deck, just a little dizzy. I go to the room first yes" said Nurul.

"Come on Fatimah Temenin" Nurul nodded in agreement. The two women headed to Nurul's room.

A little while later Fatimah came back down. "Mas Rahman, Nurul's mom is hot. Poor in your own room." Said Fatimah when she reached the family room.

"What?" Rahman was a little worried.

"Jaudah mas, there is no sign of Nurulen!" fatimah. Rahman immediately went up to his room to check on Nurul's condition.

When Rahman entered, he did not find Nurul in the room. He looked for her in the bathroom. In front of the bathroom door he heard the sound of the shower flashing. Rahman knocks on the bathroom door and calls Nurul.

Brakk, the door was broken by Rahman. And then Nurul turned to the door. Rahman was surprised to see Nurul. She was under the shower wearing full clothes. Rahman ran towards him.

"Why you?" Rahman immediately turned off the shower and held onto both of Nurul's arms.

"It was so hot, so Nurul took a shower. Would you like to use the bathroom, right? Sorry, Nurul didn't hear Rahman's voice, yet,"

"hot? You can take the AC temperature. Why take a shower, and you're still wearing this full outfit?"

"Had it been, the AC was already small, but it was still hot. Nurul keburu overheating mas, so immediately shower gini aja,"

"Something's wrong like that" Rahman muttered in his heart. He then pulled Nurul's hand and took her out of the bathroom. "Change your clothes so you don't get sick! I'm down for a second" Rahman leaves Nurul in his walk-in closet.

He was about to meet Fatimah, but when he was about to leave the room, the door of his room could not be opened. He looked for the key in his room, but he could not find it. He tried to find his phone, and it was left in his study. "Why is this coincidence? Uh, Nurul why haven't you come out yet, haven't you finished changing your clothes yet,?" Rahman monologues.

Rahman tried to knock on the walk-in closet door he had closed, but there was no answer. He finally opened the door and did not find Nurul there. Nurul went back to the bathroom again.

"She's changed like that, but why go to the bathroom again? Is she taking another shower?" Rahman started to worry again. He was worried that Nurul would catch a cold if he kept bathing. Without thinking Rahman opened the bathroom door and rightly he saw Nurul was under the flow of the shower. And Rahman's eyes perfectly rounded to see Nurul's condition now.

With great difficulty Rahman swallowed his saliva. He saw his wife with a very different appearance. His wife was wearing sexy black lingerie that almost exposed all the curves of her slender body. With his long black hair that is stretched to the waist and his skin is really exotic looking under the flaming air shower. Nurul still enjoyed the drops of water that soaked his body regardless of Rahman's presence there. He still feels hot.

Rahman immediately turned his face and walked towards one of his cupboards. He's looking for a bathrobe for Nurul. After Rahman found what he was looking for, he intended to give it to Nurul. When he turned around, how surprised Rahman was to find Nurul had been right behind him, with the wet hair he had rolled away originally. Reveal the neck of her tie that is always covered with her hijab. What a great temptation for a man. Rahman tried to control himself. Suppressing his desire that began to appear saw his wife's current appearance.

"Wear this!" Rahman covered Nurul's body with her bathrobes.

"Sorry, Nurul is really hot. That was said Fatimah, if it is still hot try to use a gift from him, so Nurul tried earlier. It's still hot." Nurul still had a bit of her awareness and felt ashamed of her appearance.

"Fatimah?" ask Rahman. Nurul.

Nurul felt something on his body, suddenly he raised his face and looked at Rahman's face. Their eyes meet each other. Nurul brought her body closer to Rahman. Rahman reflexes to pull his body back. But alas, he hit his closet and couldn't move anymore. Nurul is still approaching. Suddenly Nurul draped both hands to the nape of Rahman. Until the bathrobe that is not installed perfectly also fell to the floor. Rahman was shocked as his face and Nurul's face drew closer. Nurul began leaning into Rahman's body so that their bodies were not spaced at all. The clothes that Rahman was wearing began to get wet because of Nurul's wet body.

Rahman is also just an ordinary human being. He is an ordinary man who has a passion. Although he has tried to suppress his passion since then, with his position now it is really difficult for Rahman to survive. He began to look at his wife's thin lips.

Nurul slowly began to raise his heels. Without a warning or excuse, Nurul brought her face closer to Rahman's face and began to kiss Rahman's lips. It was ******* her husband's lips were slow with passion. Rahman replied to what Nurul did. He opened his mouth and replied****** his wife's lips were wet. Rahman's hand pulled Nurul's small waist. Get him tighter. The couple were swept away in their first kiss.

Rahman began to lose control of his desires. He removed the lingerie hook that Nurul was wearing. The clothes were successfully removed from the owner. Showing Nurul's slender body perfectly. Only a g-str*ng is left that covers the intimate part. Rahman's hands began to guerrillaize his wife's body. Touching every inch of a woman's body in front of him. A small sigh rang out from Nurul's mouth that had been engulfed in desire. With a single blow, Rahman managed to lift Nurul's small body in his arms without letting go of their kiss. Rahman took her to bed. He did not forget to turn off the main lights of his room.

Rahman laid Nurul's body on the bed. He began to walk down the neck of his wife and slowly down to the twin mountains that were so challenging his desires. Nurul began to sigh and fumble. His hands began to squeeze the blanket under him.

Suddenly Rahman dropped himself beside Nurul's body. His breathing is very irregular. "This is not true! This can't happen! You're under the influence of drugs, I can't be like this to you. We have to do it with awareness and sincerity." said Rahman on the sidelines he set his breath.

But Nurul, who had been under the influence of medicine, could no longer endure it. He wakes up and blocks the recumbent Rahman. He ripped off the clothes Rahman was wearing. He started******* back to Rahman's lips eagerly. Rahman was shocked and could not escape. "But if this is not addressed, it will be a danger to Nurul. Forgive me dear," Rahman muttered inwardly.

Rahman began to turn Nurul's body around and re-inflate him. He began to take off his clothes. They finally did it that long night. Let go of the desire that has become the property of everyone. Halal for every couple.

Until morning begins. Rahman awoke from his sleep in a tight hug with his wife. Nurul is still stuck. He was exhausted after the long battle that happened somehow last night. Rahman looked at his wife's face. Slowly wiping away her slightly messy black hair. "I'm sorry baby, I should have asked you for permission when I was going to do it. Even though it's my right, but I shouldn't do it while you're under the influence of drugs, which I'm sure you don't know. I hope you're not mad at me, I love you baby" a kiss landed on Nurul's forehead.

Rahman slowly got out of his bed. He picked up his clothes that were scattered in several places. He then cleans himself. After that, he went straight out of the room. "Isn't the door locked last night?" Rahman recalled what happened last night. He went to his study. The house was still very quiet, as everyone was still asleep. "I have to interrogate Fatimah! I'm sure he knows about what happened to Nurul." Rahman went to a small mosque in his house. Complain to the Power and calm his heart.