WIDOW SHOLEH JODOH CEO DUDA ARROGANT

The Delayed

Dira stopped his steps as soon as he arrived at the door of the hotel room prepared by his family to welcome the first night he and Ustadz Salman.

Ustadz Salman turned to Dira who was silent to stop his steps immediately.

Seeing the nervousness on Dira's face so clear, a smile etched beautifully on Ustadz Salman's face.

"Say, I was tired, let's go in." With the code of movement of the head Ustadz Salman asked Dira to enter his second bridal room.

Dira did not expect, Mother Amelia, Oma Marisa and Khalisa artiat were preparing their bridal room to ask the hotel staff to prepare everything.

The atmosphere is dim, with a stretch of rose petals along the steps to a large bed decorated with two geese clashing together friendly make Dira's roman fur creeps instantly.

Dira circulates the view around the hotel room which is transformed like a wedding room so romantic and syahdu with candles make the atmosphere even more make Dira hot cold.

"Wanna take a shower?"

Dira gasped unconsciously he dissolved in his daydream and was surprised to hear the voice of Ustadz Salman who was now in front of him.

"Mandy!"

Dira's expression was so funny that Ustadz Salman laughed at her.

"Why is my brother laughing?"

"You're funny and girly to know. Take a shower first." Ustadz Salman is sitting on the couch in the room.

Dira was still standing still not moving from where he was sculpting, it felt his knees were limp as soon as imagined what would happen after this.

"Do you need help?"

"No Brother. I can do it myself."

Dira hurriedly dodged, his heart felt like he was going to be dislodged instantly every Ustadz Salman spoke of his heartbeat ticking over Dira timidly.

Dira to the toilet. Dira sitting on the edge of the bathup felt his limp knees lost a sore feeling of changing eyes that brightly lit heart pounding effect getting tighter.

"How was the first night? Why am I so nervous! Huh! Dira come on you can!" Although his hands clenched excited but not more calm Dira more and more dig dug ser not koruan.

While outside, Ustadz Salman felt that Dira had been in the bathroom for almost an hour.

No movement of his wife. Ustadz Salman was curious. Doubt wants to knock but the heart does not deny the mind that has traveled far away somewhere.

Decided to knock on the bathroom door knowing the condition of the wife who did not go out from there.

"Please Brother." Ustadz Salman's knock was about a second time but it was opened by Dira who has now changed with bathrobe and towel on the head like shampooing.

"Yes." Yeah." Ustadz Salman alternated with Dira entering the bathroom and cleaning himself.

Dira went back and forth in the hotel room while Ustadz Salman was in the toilet.

Honestly, Dira long time toilet decided whether he would wear a special gift from Khalisa or not in there.

Dira turned his head when he heard the sound of the toilet door opening.

Dira's nervous face grew red and blushed as she watched the body of Athlete with the checkered belly and hairy chest of Ustadz Salman.

Shame but shame to miss the beautiful and halal scenery in front of his eyes, such is the war between logic and the heart of Dira.

"Wudhu already? I'm waiting for ya. Prepare us to pray first." whisper Ustadz Salman before going to change to prepare himself using cocoa and sarong for the prayer.

It felt that Dira's breath was momentarily stopped, the heartbeat went off duty when Ustadz Salman's breath stroked warmly in Dira's ear.

Dira prepared to wear his face and follow in the back row as makmum followed Ustadz Salman perform the prayer before a long and beautiful night awaits the two.

Salam terpap omen finished both perform the prayer of the sunna continued by kissing hands and peeling the forehead and do not forget to pray for their households are always given the blessing and protection of Allah SWT.

"Darling, would you be pleased if tonight, Brother asked you for your rights?" Ustadz Salman took the leper Dira carrying in his lap.

Dira nodded his head despite still lowering his face.

Slowly Ustadz Salman raised his pointed chin to align the netra of the two to look at each other.

The red hue on Dira's cheeks adds to her beauty in the dim light of the candle making the desire that there appears to arouse the instincts of a Salman Al Farisi.

The cup!

Dira can feel the soft and warm lips of a man who is now her husband.

Likewise Salman, he did not expect to first come into contact with Dira's tiny and red lips which in fact made him drunk dear.

Aware of his desire has been changed Ustadz Salman touched the head of Dira reciting prayers before he began the most beautiful worship like heaven of the world.

Dira heard the sound of Ustadz Salman reciting a prayer he knew as the opening before performing their first night ritual.

For the first time the two were in intimate contact with each other tracing with interest and gratitude and burning love.

If in the past Ustadz Salman only taught in theory what Abah and his Kyai-Kya in the Qurratul Uyun, now how good it feels after halal for both and fruitful reward.

"I'm sorry if it hurts. May it be a reward for both of us and Allah bestow the zuriat in your womb Dear."

Ustadz Salman fondled his wife in his confinement before entering the gate of chastity that had been awake.

Ustadz Salman saw the corner of Dira's eye creek, he realized the pain his wife was experiencing.

"Why stop? Continue Brother." Dira stared at the sweat-drenched face of Ustadz Salman.

Butterflies scattered, the flowers began to bloom and fragrant, the pounding waves break the sea in a long night accompany two human beings who are carving love in the sacred bond of marriage.

Dira and Ustadz Salman enjoy each other to the point that the sweet, spoiled voice evokes the excitement in Salman's heart and continues to spur until the two reach the peak of romance together in a tempestuous love tone.

The two were still adjusting their breaths after a long journey towards the top of the climb.

"thank you. Sorry to hurt you, dear." Swiping the sweat dripping on Dira's forehead kissed the slippery forehead with affection.

It felt weak and tired until Dira responded with a nod alone while putting his face on the chest of the stocky, field and hairy belonging to Ustadz Salman.

Ustadz Salman tightened his arms, carrying Dira in his arms while covering their innocent bodies with a blanket resting a tired body even though the mind felt satisfied after the extraordinary unification that had just been implemented.

"Darling, sleep. There's still time before a third of the night."

Ustadz Salman still stared at her innocent face and fell asleep Dira in his arms.

How happy cannot be expressed through words.

Until do not know when his eyes are closed until both of them are cradled in dreams hugging each other tightly inseparable.