Wife For Faith

Chapter 47

Love someone for God, not for anything else. God willing, happiness will come to them.

“With you accompanying me, guiding me, and not abandoning ... that is already much more than enough, Bi,” replied Fatimah with her head bowed, embarrassed.

“What? I'm not denger.” Aiman brought his ears closer to his wife. She also asked Fatimah to repeat her words because she wanted to tease the woman who did not want to look back at her. “Hey, if you say that look at the person! Later, if such a person leaves, you do not know, you know.”

“Abi,” whining, while shaking his body irritated

“Iih, really, really, his wife Aiman this. It's really, really, the same, Ummaya. Here, come to abi's embrace!” The two hands were deliberately stretched out to ask the woman in front of him to hug him.

Fatimah folds her lips when there is a tickling feeling in the stomach, and there is a warm sigh also that makes the feeling of love again increase. With a little nervous, he shifted his seat until now the woman had scattered her body into the arms of the husband.

“Hahh, convenient once.” Aiman let out a sigh of relief when Fatimah was in his arms. He even closed his eyes as warmth enveloped his feelings. “I promise I will accompany you until the time that separates us.”

“I will also guide you, and lead you not to go wrong. But you must also promise to be with me until death do us part! Can you keep that promise?” Aiman pulled the beautiful face of his wife, then another kissed the lips.

Fatimah protested with glaring eyes.

“Hey, Baby. What are you wearing, anyway? Why are these lips so opiate me for a day, if not to kiss it would be so bland my lips?” Before getting the answer to the first question, Aiman had already asked again.

Fatimah who had been smiling, suddenly snorted when the husband actually discussed the problem of lips. His hands reflexively pushed Aiman's body until their embrace was released.

“Abi, why is your question so strange, anyway? Is there nothing else we can talk about but lips!”

Aiman did not want to let the body idle. Drawn the hand of the wife so that now the woman is in the deckapan. He held his arms together until he could not make Fatimah stay away.

“No. His name is husband and wife emnag random discussion. Not only about love, children, and work, but also other things that might arouse the passion of his partner. Can't you feel it too, hm?”

Fatimah gulped nervously. Her stomach rippled again when she realized something under there– - meaning that it belonged to the husband– suddenly woke up just because it discussed the problem of lips. God, I suddenly want to pee! his screams in the heart.

“Ummaya,” call Aiman when he sees his woman biting her own lips. “Hey, why was it bitten? Or, you are deliberately teasing your husband, huh? Aih, it turns out my beautiful wife is already good at seducing.”

Aiman deliberately poked Fatimah's pointy chin when anxious to see the wife's behavior.

God, why is my husband so happy to make me speechless? I wanted to drown this face into the bottom of the core of the earth. Disappeared without a trace so that no one else could find my whereabouts.

“If you are silent .. what is the sign that you allow, dear?”

The whisper was able to resuscitate Fatimah's daydream that was dreaming. “What should now also?” the woman asked hesitantly, then glanced at the clockwork that showed at half-six in the afternoon.

Maghrib's time is coming soon. So, there is still little time to treat her husband's longing for worldly favors. However, before the lips were spoken, the big fingers had already awakened him from the daydream.

“Hey, you don't have to do that right now, honey. You don't have to feel guilty like that. Abi also does not like to rush," whispered at the end of kaliamt who was able to make the hue on Fatimah's face reappear.

Aiman who saw him chuckled in anxiety. "Let's soon when the magrib prayer arrives. So, we can do it later tonight. How, what ummaya agree?” The two thick eyebrows went up and down as if tempting the wife would code hard.

A smile of embarrassment flashed directly on Fatimah's lips. Aiman who used to be so talkative and cold. It turns out he likes to make him drunk to his attention attitude. "Ehm," here.

"Ahm, um, ahm, um, doang. Jesus, my wife is so shy, anyway," teased Aiman again.

Fatimah herself did not expect, if the man was willing to delay something that usually makes the men blingsatan so powerless to hold it for a second. “I'm sorry, yes, Bi. Because it has made abi wait,” regretted.

"No, Honey. I know which ones to give priority to and which ones can still be delayed. Inner satisfaction is worth noting, but the call from God is much more important as well" he explained in a soft voice.

"So, there's no need to feel guilty. Okay, Ummaya?" Aiman tried to make Fatimah's smile reappear.

Fatimah's lips have returned to smile. The woman did not even hesitate to hug her husband and leaned against the chest of her field. His hands were not awkward to infiltrate behind Aiman's back.

"Thank you, Abi. Fatimah is really happy to be your wife. May we really be together until death do us part, huh, Bi?" The woman looked up to see her husband's reaction.

Cup

Both of Fatimah's eyes were closed when the chewy object landed right on her forehead. After feeling that the lips were away, then he opened his eyes. Aiman's smile immediately greeted him.

"It is precisely I who should be thanking you, dear. You can get a man who is single and richer than me. But, sincerely you chose me who is a widower with one child." His eyes looked thankfully at Fatimah.

Aiman then continued his words. "I'm sorry, if I ever hurt your heart with my cold attitude. Honestly, I just don't want to make anyone wish. But, now I realize, if my behavior is wrong. I'm sorry, Ummaya. I'm sorry, because of my stupidity that almost drove you away from me!"

"Sir, Bi. Fatimah can understand that, really. Anyway, I also can not take full of your love from Mbak Ais," he said. Fatimah knew that Aisha's shadow was still in her husband's mind and heart. And so, he prefers to wait.

"Hey, listen to me!" The hand immediately pulled his wife's chin to look back at her face. "Aisha is my wife and she does have a special place in my heart. But, the one who is now accompanying me is you, Ummaya. You will be called Umma by Mas Asa. You deserve my love now."

"So, trust yourself, Fatimah! If you're the special person in our lives right now" he said honestly. There is no lie in every word.

"Is that true, Bi?" tanya Fatimah began to get excited.

Aiman nodded. "Yes, Ummaya. Do I need to explain where you are right now?"

Fatimah shook her head, then smiled slightly. "Fatimah believe me, Bi. Thank you." Thank you."

Aiman then smiled back and also hugged no less tightly their embrace. This fatimah had indeed made the man unable to turn away anymore. "Oh, yes. Umma hasn't replied to my declaration of love, have you?"

It was a sweet debate again. Two people who love each other, but still shy cats to express love so throw each other a tadpole.

Luckily Aiman and Fatimah work in the same place so that on the sidelines of the busy teaching, the two couples can still spread each other's smiles and love. Isn't that so sweet?

"Yuk, out! Poor Mas Asa outside waiting for Abi and his ummanya!" take Aiman, then thrust his hand to be grasped by the wife.

"Yuk! Hopefully Mas Asa doesn't sulk, yeah, Bi!" hope Fatimah when their hands are grasping each other tightly.

"Yes, she likes sulking like you do, baby!"

"Abi, quiet! Don't keep teasing me!"

Aiman also laughed when he saw his wife's face back pouting. He then changed their grip to hug the wife's shoulder. Aiman and Fatimah opened the door to her room and found Hassan had his face bent, very tangled, like laundry that had not been ironed.

"Why are you guys so long? Mas Asa, right, also wants to be with umma!"

Fatimah, Aiman, and Siti immediately laughed to see the little boy was jealous because he was not invited by his abi and umma in the room. Oh, my God, there's just.