When Love Begins to Be Asked

Already ready?

Zaki then brought his body closer to his wife looking at him with gentleness.

"There is no good in the distance between a husband and wife! You must remember, the duty of a wife is to serve her husband. Didn't you learn it in the Koran?" zaki asked as he stared intently into the bead of Hilya's eyes that were still crying sobbing.

"But, later on I will have a hard time adapting to the new environment! I also still want to continue my tahfizku program!" hilya was sad.

"You don't have to worry! I will always help you to adapt there. And as for the Tahfidz program, you can study with me! I'm also a Hafiz if you remember!" zaki smiled.

"But are you sure? If you want to take me with you?" hilya asked, still hesitating.

"Why should I not be sure to take you with me? You are my wife! It's my duty to look after and take care of you!" said Zaki.

Hilya then sat down and wiped away her tears that had already started to dry up.

He stared at the face of her husband who was currently looking at her with a fixed look.

Hilya was looking for sincerity in the eyes of her husband. Before she decides whether to follow her husband's advice or to insist on his opinion.

"Listen to Hilya! A husband when far from his wife. That would be a lot of temptation. Are you not going to be tired, when your handsome husband is, living alone in another city and what if someone else comes near me?" ask Zaki while raising the eyebrow derivative. Tempting his wife to smile.

"Curtain, narcissistic king!" hilya said while hitting her husband's chest. Zaki instantly caught Hilya's hand, then kissed her gently. Sending a signal of love to Hilya.

"Listen to your husband Hilya! When a husband is far from his wife. He will not be calm at work and can not do the best in his work. When a wife is close to her husband. Then it will calm her husband's heart. Your husband can focus on his work and soothe your husband's soul!" said Zaki.

"But I'm afraid that we're really going through our marriage. What if suddenly Fatimah's sister comes between us?" hilya asked while looking at her husband.

"I don't care about your brother. Right now my responsibility is you. For you are the woman whom I have married before God, before my parents, and before your parents. I have promised in the name of God! That I will take care of you and love you with all my heart! I will be yours forever!" zaki said while kissing Hilya's hand again which was still in his hand.

Hilya seemed to gasp, as Zaki now began to kiss her lips back gently and intoxicate her soul that had just entered the world of romance.

The charm of Zaki Al Bukhari is very difficult to resist. Hilya was already lulled in the charm of her wonderful husband. "Is that ready?" zaki whispers in Hilya's ears on the sidelines of their kissing activity.

"Ready for what?" hilya asked with a hunting breath.

"For this!" zaki said then he pierced his wife's body and tickled Hilya to laugh.

"Stop! I'm ticklish tofu!" Hilya tried to avoid the nosy hands of her husband who had been continuously tickling her waist endlessly with her charming laughter.

Yep! Hilya has fallen in the charm of her husband who is so charming.

The charm of a Zaki is difficult to resist. Especially when Hilya remembered what Zaki said earlier, that her husband was only "His own!" ah, those words have catapulted Hilya's soul to the 7th heaven. So happy.

How not? Having a Zaki in his life is a pride for him. During the first cottage, Hilya often heard that her husband often received suggestions from many daughters of officials and the famous children of Kiai.

But now, Zaki proclaimed himself to belong to a Hilya! Is there anything happier than that? Hilya is so happy and so proud!

"Ask what?" hilya asked with a trembling voice. His chest was already rumbling loudly. Since then, his heart has been gymnastic. It was as if there was a stream of electricity stinging her body when her husband tickled her waist.

"Request your rights as your husband!" said Zaki while whispering in Hilya's ear quietly. Hilya bristled her hair. Screaming feels.

"What rights? I don't understand!" hilya then pulled out the blanket to cover her flushed face. Resisting the embarrassment that seemed to perch suddenly in his heart.

Yes, that is the virtue of a virgin. A woman who can maintain self-respect and also marwahnya in the presence of someone who is not mahramnya. He will have a shame and can keep himself from promiscuity that is not lawful to him.

Zaki was really very happy to see the embarrassment his wife showed. She feels confident that Hilya deserves her love.

"Come baby! It's the second day since our wedding! We haven't done our first wedding night yet! Anyway Mas demand the right of Mas today too!" zaki said as he walked into the wife's blanket. Then Zaki did what he was supposed to do on the night of their wedding.

Hilya smiled next to her now-deep husband. Although it was a bit painful at the core, but Hilya was happy when she saw blood spots on her sheets. A sign that he has given everything to the husband who is halal in the eyes of religion and state law.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah! Because I have managed to offer my honor to my husband who is lawful to me. Not to a man who has no right to my body!" hilya said while crying. Tears of happiness, of course.

"Let's go to sleep, baby! Because later Mas will still ask for rations again with you!" suddenly, Zaki pulls Hilya into her warm, soothing embrace.

"What to? I don't want to! It still hurts!" whinek Hilya in the arms of the husband who even chuckled when he saw his wife misuh in his arms.

"Later you won't be in pain anymore!" zaki whispered in Hilya's ear.

"Where do you know?" hilya asked while looking at her husband's face that was still bristling.

"Say people and also in books! Your husband is not a fool in such a thing!" said Zaki while tightening his embrace in Hilya's body which is still innocent because of his actions earlier.

Even the Beautiful paintings lined up neatly on Hilya's white and smooth body. The work of a happy Zaki Al Bukhari enjoying his wedding day. She is celebrating her new status as the husband of a sholehah woman named Auriza Hilyatul Aulia.

The first woman who had made him fall in love and made him willing to give anything to the woman.

Zaki hugged Hilya's body tighter and tighter. Zaki promises in his heart that he will always keep his marwah as a husband by keeping his heart only for the wife who is currently in his arms.

Hilya then complied with her husband's desire to sleep with him. The first man to lie on her side and give her the beauty and hue of love in her new life.

"I promise I will strive to be your good wife and will always obey what you want!" hilya said in her husband's ear.

"Does that mean you're coming with me to Jogjakarta?" suddenly, Zaki opened his eyes and looked at Hilya.

Hilya said nothing. She just nodded her head and then hid her face in the arms of her husband. Zaki was so happy that he kissed his wife.

The love in his heart seemed to grow more and more multiplied than before for his wife. His wife is so charming!