Waiting for the Love of the Husband

THE MCSS 26

"Yes, obviously, my mother asked them. If you ask what you are like now, instead ask," kekeh his mother-in-law.

After lunch Salwa did not go home. She chose to wait for her husband to come home while accompanying Aish. They chatted light things but Aish always gained knowledge from her in-laws. Zia was also not far from them, the boy was loving learning to color.

"Oh, what do you think Isha is?" salwa asked curious about her son-in-law's assessment of the child.

"Emmm .. I think she's nice, pretty, pinter too. How come it's suddenly coming to me?"

"Yes, I want to know your assessment. When it comes to getting married, she's not enough for you yet."

"Kok suddenly like this," Aish chuckled, "Mom would you betrothed Isha?"

"Yes, my mom is starting to worry about him. Not that I wasn't worried before. I mean gini loh, she's an adult, and you think she's pretty too. Mother began to worry about the couple who would accompany her. Last night he came home with a man."

Aish was just listening, not showing any overreaction.

"Of course I immediately questioned who the man who drove him. Isha only said limited to knowing and not any relationship. Mom was afraid that she wouldn't open up to us as her parents. Afraid that she's actually ready to get married but doesn't dare to take it on us." Salwa told her of her unrest.

Aish returned Salwa's smile, "later I try to talk to Isha huh, Mom. If the same mother there may be fear or condolence, but at the same time I will be almost the same age even though I am older I am also the truth."

They both laughed.

***

Isha drove her car towards the restaurant, she was going to have lunch there. He is more alone and knows his friends just to know him. Not too familiar.

He immediately ordered lunch and sat down at his sex desk, corner and by the window. While waiting for food to be served he pleases himself to do the task.

"Isha?"

Isha lifted her face from her duty, forcing her to smile.

"He again, he again," inwardly Isha.

"Only?"

"No, same friend but again to the toilet maybe."

Juan frowned, "maybe? I'm not sure that's what it says."

Isha closed her duty and looked at Juan. "Sister Juan sorry, sorry. Kak Far no ghost yes, kok emergence where aja."

"It's a ghost that touches your mind. Didn't accidentally see you. I happen to work here too. How do you avoid me?"

Isha thanked him as the waiter lost his order. "I avoided Juan for fear that my father would think nothing. That's it."

Juan nodded, "oh that's the reason, I guess for fear of being married."

"Indeed. I am also not ready if I have to marry young, and then the same child will be considered the same age. Pity my son, "kept on Isha.

"Yes I'm sorry that you're disturbed." Juan wasn't sitting there. Without them knowing that Aqim was treating them.

***

Longing for him who has not brought the speed of the car to the cemetery complex. Do not forget Ashraf took the time to buy Syfa's favorite flowers during his life.

Now Ashraf has crouched facing the tombstone that says Syfahatun nissa. Asyraf looked solemn when he began to convey longing through the chanting of prayer.

It rained so much that Ashraf could not escape. His body was soaked as he moved from his first wife's belly button. Getting into the car and looking at the back cabin, there was no change of clothes he could use. He had to endure the cold to get home.

Aish was shocked when her husband got out of the car with a wet body. He immediately prepared warm water for a bath. "Mas I've prepared warm water for a bath, just leave the wet clothes there." Aish pushed Ashraf's body into the bathroom.

"Wouldn't you take a shower?" Asyraf still seduces his wife.

"Have a bath, let's not catch a cold." Aish picked up her husband's wet clothes. He took it straight to the laundry. She also made a warm drink for her husband. He brought the hot drink into the room and put it on the table. Don't forget to provide a change of clothes for Ashraf.

Aish still picked up a change of clothes as Asyraf came out of the bathroom and hugged Aish from behind. "Cold," he said with a trembling body.

"Maas ...."

"Let it be like this first, or you help me not to get cold." Asyraf still hugged Aish, though,

"It's also gonna take a shirt first." Suddenly Aish's body floated up and moved into the rationing. "Maos ..." Aish glared in surprise.

"I need you now" Asyraf looked at the wife below him. "Can?"

Aish hasn't said yes but Asyraf has already attacked him. It's just a license to be dragged too. Sometimes Aish feels special need by her husband sometimes also feel waged like he is not. He refused but could not ignore his orders.

He looked at the face that had closed his eyes shortly after the release. He loves this man, is devoted to his pleasure. Sometimes he also thought to break free, but back again it is impossible for him to divorce without udzur syar'i.

Her husband is not dzolim. Asyraf still gives a living both born and inner, not cheating even when he remembers the post of an account when it was quite disturbing. Not rude and always trying to please her.

Lama Aish was silent with all his thoughts, until the cue will adhan maghrib then he cleaned himself. She rubbed her husband's face with the intention of waking him up. But he even found the hot temperature of the husband's face. Asyraf fever.

He cleaned himself first and fulfilled the obligation. After folding her prayer tool Aish again checked her husband's body temperature 39.2°. Aish takes warm water to compress.

"Mas," called Aish slowly, Asyraf did not reply. The bedroom door was knocked and Aish opened it immediately. Zia stood in front of the door with a cheerful face.

"I slept with my mom, didn't I?"

"Come, but the father again fever, fear later brother contracted fever with the father. How's Bobo in my sister's room?"

Zia lowered her head, then shook her head, "it's bobo with mom."

Undoubtedly, Aish also agreed to make Zia jump-jumping for joy. "Yes tonight can be bobo same mother, but do not be noisy, father again sick. Sit here with mom." Aish invites the child to sit on the sofa while waiting for Isya's time.

When Isya's time comes, Aish invites the child to fulfill the obligation. Despite the cold rejection drama, Aish eventually persuades the child. Educate not only when they are older, but from as early as possible.

"If you want to pray tomorrow you can sleep again with your mother here."

"Really?" zia asked answered a nod from Aish.