The Widow's Choice

Manja part 2

A bright morning. The sun is shining so bright today. No clouds overshadowed his light. It is a joy to welcome a new day to all.

"Mother, Al is leaving!" Al said goodbye to the mother who had been at the door while greeting and kissing her hand.

"Dear, the spirit continues to learn in a new school!" replied Nurul who immediately kissed Al's forehead.

"Al wait in the car first!" pinta Rahman's.

"Yes Dad!" Al immediately ran and got into Rahman's car.

"I'm going all Dek, there's a morning meeting" Rahman said.

"Yes, be careful!" answer Nurul. He shook Rahman's hand and kissed her. Not yet Nurul released his hand, Rahman immediately pulled Nurul's chin and landed a kiss on his lips.

"Mas, there's Al," Nurul said.

"He's in the car" Rahman then kissed Nurul's forehead and walked to his car. Nurul smiled and got a surprise from Rahman that morning. Rahman and Al leave.

Nurul turned around to go back home. He was surprised that Bu Dira was standing while smiling broadly at him.

"Mother'?"

"No papa baby, don't be so nervous. Mom used to be young, too, so know what it's like,"

Nurul smiled shyly. His cheeks began to blush. Bu Dira then took him into the house. They were chatting in the backyard.

"Mother will go to Budhe Sri's house, you are at home!"

"Is there an event at Budhe Sri Bu's house'?"

"Yes. Shifa wants people to ask. Budhe wants to discuss with Mother', about events and others," explained Ms. Dira.

"Oohh, yes, ma'am'."

"You're the pokonya don't get tired!"

Nurul just nodded. "What time will you leave?"

"Four ten, wait for Pak Harto nganter bu Alfi check first,"

"Bu Alfi is sick, ma'am'?"

"Say, a few days aren't feeling well,"

"Yes Ma'am'. Greetings to Budhe Sri and Ms Shifa ma'am'!"

"In shaa Allah, I'll tell you."

They were dissolved in a casual chat. Until finally Bu Dira went to his sister's house. Nurul feels bored. He walks around the house. He saw a barn door he had never entered.

"What's in the barn?" Nurul opened the door.

He was looking for a light switch because it was dark. He touched the wall next to the door and found it. The room was also bright. He walked around looking around.

"There's a basketball ring? There's a ball, too, but a deflate! hhuuwww," Nurul let out a long sigh. He has loved the sport since Junior High.

"It's a photo album, right? Why put it here?" Nurul muttered to himself. He blew away the dust on top of the album and then opened the album slowly.

His eyes widened. "This is the wedding photo of Mas Rahman and Ms Dinda?" mumam Nurul's. I saw one photo in the album.

While in the office, Rahman had just finished a meeting with his colleagues. He was busy checking reports from his branch. Cellphone's ringing.

Mbok Tum is calling...

"Assalamu'alaikum, why Mbok?"

"Wa'alaikumussalam Mas's. That's Mas, Ms. Nurul,"

"Nurul why Mbok?" Rahman started to panic.

"Mbak Nurul entered the warehouse, found the wedding photo album Mas Rahman and Mbak Dinda,"

"Mother' where's Mbok?"

"Mother's going to Budhe Sri's house, just leaving Mas," Mbok Tum's voice was very panicked.

"Damn!"

Tut, tut, tut. Rahman turned off his phone. He put his laptop in and grabbed his suit hanging on the chair. He hurried to leave the office.

"Woi Man, where are you going? It needs your signature!" yell Burhan.

"Go home, urgent!" rahman answered as he ran away leaving Burhan glued in front of his room. Burhan shook his head.

Rahman drove his car at a high enough speed. He was worried that Nurul would misunderstand. "Newly also share, continue the romance, cook want to be accompanied again? Damnit damnit! Why is the picture still there and found by Nurul? Aaarrgghhh," Nurul hit the steering wheel in annoyance.

Nurul, who was busy looking at the photo album, heard Mbok Tum calling Rahman. "There are Mbok Tum's, using Mas Rahman's phone all. Hhihi," murmured Nurul alone.

Mbok Tum watched Nurul from the warehouse door. Afraid something might happen to her. Nurul is still so excited to see the photos in the album. There are two great albums and a few photos that are still neatly framed there.

Suddenly, someone hugged her from behind. His hands hugged and rubbed his stomach slowly. His head rested on the recess of his neck. Nurul looked at the person behind him.

"Mas Rahman? Did you go home?"

"It has. What are you doing here?"

"Here's your old picture, man,"

"Gapain look at the picture, look at the original! Here," Rahman twisted Nurul's body until they faced each other.

"Why come home? Is anyone missing?"

"No. I miss you,"

"Come, dreadlocks!"

"Really!"

"Mas came home from the same phone as Mbok Tum, right? Because Nurul nemu Mas Rahman and Mbak Dinda's wedding album, hhihi,"

"Know dong Mas! Mbok Tum's people on the phone at the door, Nurul so horrified from here, hhihi. Wh why? Do you believe in Nurul?"

"I'm just afraid you misunderstood."

"I believe in you, Mas" Nurul poked his hand against Rahman's neck.

Rahman smiles. "Thank you!"

"You're welcome" Nurul tiptoed and kissed Rahman's lips.

Rahman was surprised her lips were frowned upon by Nurul. His hand began to hold Nurul's nape and pull him. Until their lips are intertwined. Play each other's tongues and taste each other. Nurul increasingly pulled the nape of Rahman and deepened his kiss.

Rahman stopped the kiss after a while. "Get out yuk, not here! You must also be tired of standing," Rahman again kissed Nurul's lips.

Nurul nodded and smiled. Rahman grabbed his shoulder. "Mas, that basketball can still be used, right?"

"Why? Can you play basketball?"

"Can donk! Nurul used to be on the school basketball team at Junior High School and High School, make no mistake," snobbed Nurul.

"Oh yeah?"

"Not believing in yaudah!" Nurul turned his lips.

Rahman who saw it immediately kissed him back. "Gemes Dek look at your lips like that, hhaha. Want to eat again!"

Rahman suddenly smiled mischievously. He raised Nurul's body high. Carrying him on one side of his body so Nurul must hold on to Rahman's shoulder so as not to fall.

"Yes, tomorrow I'll buy you a new basketball!"

"Mas alaburin! Later Mas tired of carrying Nurul kayak gini," whine Nurul.

"If you are tired, you are incandescent," Rahman still carried Nurul while walking towards his room.

"We're sporting the Dek?"

"Gini jiang? What was the sport less this morning? After all, aren't you back at the office?"

"I want to do sports with you!" Rahman lowered Nurul right in front of the door.

"Yaudah, Nurul! Rahman change his clothes first!" sahut Nurul opened the door to his room.

They also went into the room. Rahman locked the door to his room. "Kok locked Mas? He said he wanted sport? It's the gym in the room next to Mas,"

"The exercise is here, just like you!" Rahman plays next to his eyebrows. Nurul was confused to see Rahman's expression.

He then walked to the window. Closing windows and curtains. The room also became dark. "Kok closed all the hell Mas?" Nurul immediately approached the light switch to look for illumination.

When the lights came on, Rahman was right behind Nurul. He stuck Nurul behind the door. "I want your responsibilities Dek!" rahman said as he looked at his wife's face.

"What's your responsibility?"

"You've woken up down there!" Rahman moves his eyeballs down, giving Nurul a code to look down.

Nurul looked down. There was something protruding behind the pants that Rahman was wearing. He immediately covered his face with both hands. "Mas Rahman is perverted!"

"Essum same wife herself, can dong!" whisik Rahman.

Nurul finally understood Rahman's intention earlier. He slowly lowered his hand. "May I ask for my right now, dear?" rahman lirih.

Nurul looked at Rahman's face. Then he nodded in shame. Rahman immediately pulled Nurul's chin and began to land his lips on Nurul's lips. Nurul then put his hand to Rahman's neck. The kiss happened again. Rahman grabbed the light switch and turned it off.

They played there long. Slowly Rahman led Nurul to his bed. He began to remove the hijab that Nurul was wearing. Then he took off the clothes Nurul was wearing. Until the remaining underwear that covers the intimate part of Nurul.

Rahman began to take off his clothes. Slowly Rahman lifted Nurul's body and placed it on the bed. Until that day, it was a passionate day for them. They first perform unification and release in a conscious state without the influence of drugs. And upon the sincerity of each. (Udah is legal anyway, so when can dong 😁🤭)

Finally, after a hot and passionate union, Nurul fell asleep from exhaustion. Rahman took a break and immediately cleaned up and let Nurul rest first. He covered Nurul's innocent body with his blanket.

Until two o'clock in the afternoon, Ms. Dira returned home. He saw Rahman's car parked in the garage. He rushed into the house. "Rahman same Nurul where Mbok? Nurul's not papa, is he?" ask Miss Dira to panic.

"Mas Rahman and Mbak Nurul are in the ma'am room" Mbok Tum replied. Mbok Tum then told what happened until Rahman came home from the office.

Miss Dira immediately walked towards Rahman's room. He called Rahman in front of his room. Rahman opened the door.

"Where's Nurul Man?" Miss Dira was trying to find the whereabouts of her daughter-in-law. He stood on his tiptoes and spread his gaze into the room. Rahman tried to cover his mother's eyes. But late, Miss Dira saw something unusual in the room. He smiled happily.

"Nurul is sleeping, ma'am" Rahman answered, standing straight in the middle of the door.

"Here you go, Mother come down first,!" Ms. Dira who immediately understood Rahman's attitude then turned around and smiled widely.

He walked around smiling to himself remembering what he had just seen. Nurul is fast asleep without her hijab. His shoulders and arms were perfectly exposed without any clothes covering, only the chest down was covered in a blanket.

While in the room, Rahman immediately woke Nurul up. He flung his body beside Nurul, and tilted his body to face Nurul. "Sir, awake!" Rahman rubbed Nurul's cheeks.

Nurul's still asleep. "Darling, wakeup! It's almost ashar time!" Rahman showered Nurul's entire face with a kiss.

Nurul started to squirm. He opened his eyes and opened his eyes. "Mass?"

"Wake up, it's almost ashar time! Just now you were sought after by Mother'" said Rahman.

"Mother'? Is mom home?" Rahman nodded.

Instead of waking up, Nurul curled up in Rahman's chest. She put her face in her husband's chest. He forgot that he was not wearing any clothes under his blanket.

"You want more responsibility Deck if the one below wakes up again?" Nurul shut up and thought.

"Responsibility?" . Nurul confusion. He then realized because of Rahman's words. He glanced at his blanket-covered body and immediately pulled the blanket over his face.

"Why wear covered, I've seen all too" whispered Rahman in Nurul's ear. Nurul hits Rahman's chest.

"Thank you baby!" Rahman kissed Nurul's hair and stroked him.

"Bandah! I'll pick Al up at school, he'll be home soon" Rahman ordered. Nurul nodded small.

Nurul got up and rolled the blanket over her body and walked slowly to the bathroom. He then cleans himself. Rahman rushed down and prepared to pick up Al.