Waiting for the Love of the Husband

THE MCSS 19

Aish first took ablution, held the available prayer mats and wore mukena. Waiting for Ashraf's turn.

Her husband just came out of the bathroom. The drops of ablution water added a handsome impression to the man. Today was the first time in their togetherness. Eat from the same plate using the same spoon. Prayers congregate with Ashraf who became a priest, and maybe later will share a bed together, or maybe more than that.

After greeting, Ashraf turned to look at his wife. His hands were immediately kissed by his wife. He lifted his female chin so that their gazes would meet again. His hand he stretched out and placed in the crown of the wife. Pray for the good and bad things that the wife brings. Even with the hope of their marriage full of blessings

The sweet voice of the husband makes Aish lulled until unconscious lips and lips of the husband is attached.

"I opened the hood, didn't I?" asked Asyraf with a sweet smile.

Aish nodded.

Asyraf's view was greeted by a beautiful view of the wife's jet mane. Aish is really full of surprises. Behind his wife's simple clothes and veil held a sense of longing. Luckily only Literature can enjoy that beauty.

He took his wife to bed. He looked back at the blushing face before him. They began their wonderful journey. Of course Asyraf acts as a guide because he has more experience.

Asyraf invites Aish to look at the anatomy in his body. Occasionally the woman closed her eyes to withstand the onslaught of turmoil that was like what it looked like. What was clear was that the blow felt so following and thrilling.

The roar of breath both signify the ascent is about to begin. "You are beautiful today" praised Asyraf for calming his wife who occasionally looks grimace.

"The seed that I will spread will be a superior seed because it will grow in the field of angels like you."

Aish did not return any praise to Asyraf, although a little calmed him down when the wave came back.

The closed curtain perfectly moved slowly by the AC blow in the room. In fact, the wind was not able to relieve the sweat that began to wet the two.

Some traces of the journey left by Asraf on a beautiful hill that is very charming. He deliberately left a trail so that he did not get lost and lost his way.

The natural melody of the lips of the wife further complicates the blaze of romance in Asyraf. Until finally Aish screeched when the birth canal for the seedlings to be stocked Ashraf open.

Aish gasps when he first gets to the top of the journey. In fact, the journey has not been completed because she had to help her husband to both arrive at the peak of nirvana.

"Thank you for today and the days to come" said Asyraf sincerely although with breath still breath when he managed to catch up with his wife and spread the seeds of superior. "Our son will be proud to be born to a perfect woman like you, my wife." Once again a warm kiss Asih get.

Both of them were busy re-neutralizing each other's breath. Throwing each other a smile without letting go of the hand link. The world really feels like both.

"Maas ...."

"Hmmm," replied Asyraf who began to feel sleepy after passing a beautiful journey.

"Today your attitude is so sweet. Even sweeter than honey. If I may ask, never bring bitter honey into our marriage."

Asyraf opened his eyes again, staring at the bead who was also staring at him while blushing. "will not. May God keep my promise to you." Back Asyraf get a kiss on the head of the wife.

They fall asleep after releasing stress hormones and neglect the people of the house especially the ones who are worried about Aish's existence.

Salwa repeatedly dialed Ashraf's number but remained inactive. "The boy is absolutely outrageous. Already knowing his wife was missing he instead attached great importance to the meeting and now his number is also off."

"Aish's number can't be reached either, ma'am. It's very difficult to track it" said Isha who sat holding a laptop.

Not much different from Abah. Aish's first love asks the students who have grown up and have martial arts to help find his daughter. Hilal will be the one to help.

They began to walk through every place that is usually ensured to be bescamp the bandits. Of course, they must be careful not to provoke enemies that are not supposed to be.

Shela and Hanif asked for permission to enter the monitoring room. Unfortunately, Aish and Shela's place is unreachable by surveillance cameras.

Until the Ashar Adhan roared, they had not found a bright spot for the existence of Aish. They're starting to worry.

"Where?" ask Abah from across the phone with Hanif.

"Difficult, Bah. But I hope Aish is okay" Hanif replied. He did not panic excessively like the others. Eldest brother Aish was sure that his sister would be fine.

The people that Haj Aqim paid began to spread. Their way of working is certainly different. Full of caution and consideration and of course they have different strategies.

One of them asked Shela the last hour I met Aish. Then ask permission on the manager of the shopping area to check the surveillance camera again. Play back surveillance footage at the time of Aish's disappearance. Until finally they looked at the white car whose speed was different from the others.

"Pause, sir." asked Surhan Aqim when he saw the white car. "Can be enlarged?"

"Can, sir." Although it looked blurry, the Aqim were good at reading the police numbers on the white car. Then the man called Aqim and asked for the police number of Ashraf's car.

Haji Aqim mentioned the boy's car, "Is my daughter-in-law really kidnapped by her husband?"

"I can't be sure yet, but if this nopol is correct. That means your daughter-in-law was kidnapped by her husband" Jon cheered.

"What do they say, Dad?" salwa asked after her husband hung up the phone.

"It's possible that Aish was kidnapped by her husband" Aqim answered flatly and sat down on the sofa near Isha.

"No way, Asyraf said he was seeing a client." Salwa denied her husband's words.

"Astagfirullah, why don't we ask the secretary, brother Asyraf anyway." Isha patted her forehead for a new thought.

"Try you call the showroom, who knows the secretary hasn't come home. It's too bad that Asyraf played us." The worry in Salwa's heart began to fade upon hearing Isha's words.

He was so panicked that he did not even think to ask the whereabouts of his son to those close to the child. It is important not to rush. The work of the haste is the work of the devil.

Hans, who was getting ready to go home, stopped stepping when the phone rang. "Hello good afternoon, with shooroom Al-Mustaqim there is something we can help you with?"

"Well, Hans, this isha-his sister is Ashraf's brother. Is my brother still in the office? Brother Asyraf today there was a meeting with any client huh?"

"Oh, Dek Isha, wait a minute I'll take a look. Mr. Asyraf since the meeting with the client from Angkasa Group has not returned here. And today the schedule of meetings with colleagues is only with Angkasa group only. What's wrong, Dek?

"No, this mother wants to talk important as Asyraf but her phone is difficult to contact. Yes, Mr. Hans, thank you for the info." Isha looked at her mother and father. "Sir hasn't returned to the showroom after the meeting with his client. Mr. Hans said today there is only one meeting schedule with colleagues."

"Your brother's path" snorted Aqim.

At dusk began to return the complaints of the phone in the old man's pocket again rang. Jon called. "Well how?"