
Every life has its time. When and where the coming death is all divine secrets.
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“That?” Aiman slightly hid the smile while his wife was still rubbing her lips. He was not a foolish man who did not know the meaning of Fatimah, only that he wanted to hear directly from the mouth of the woman in front of him.
What exactly am I doing? Why would anyone want to kiss her? Besides, wasn't I already upset and embarrassed, keep going .. This why it went so far in that direction? Oh, Oh my God. It seems like my brain has gone mad from being possessed by a perverted demon.
“My sweet,” call Aiman on purpose, then fold his lips when the smile almost comes off when he sees the shy face of the wife.
"Yes, Bi." Fatimah gulped nervously when she saw the lips move so that the mind of Raisa's state was forgotten for a moment and it was all thanks to something in her body. Urge to quickly silence the husband's mouth.
Maddened. It seems like my brain is starting to go crazy. Hey, Fatimah. Do not make your husband disgusted because of your cheap behavior!
Aiman, who knew the intentions and desires of Fatimah, acted quickly. "If you really want me to do it .. do it, dear! I'm all yours."
After that, no matter what courage Fatimah got until she dared to start first.
Their links began to intertwine until there was no more distance. Two people who are in different moods, then united in an estuary of love.
An estuary that is so fitting to be visited by those who are longing for each other and love each other. A burst of passion from a pair of people who thirst for beautiful melodies that are thrown melodiously from each other's lips.
It does not take long for them to reach the top of the earthly paradise that sometimes makes couples compete to give each other satisfaction. Sweat thread was no longer a problem when the pleasure attacked them.
Therefore, the melody will be the opium of every couple to always want to repeat it again and again.
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Fatimah who had just finished praying together with her husband was sitting down when he heard a sobbing coming out from across the phone. He shrunk his nose when snot was about to flow because it held back crying.
“I-bu why cry?” tanyanya.
Aimah who was tidying up the prayer mat turned her head in shock when she heard the wife's sobs. He immediately approached his wife who was smothering her mouth with one hand, while the other was used to hold a cell phone.
The crystal thread seemed to have been able to describe the profound sadness of Fatimah. She looked up to see the husband's face, then cried without a word. The news heard this morning shook his heart, as well as his feelings.
“What's up, Honey?” Aiman asked in a soft tone. Not to forget the hand was still faithfully rubbed his wife's back.
The woman immediately hugged her husband's waist, then hid the tear-soaked face in Aiman's flat stomach. Gawai was already out of hand after the person turned off his call.
“Raisa, Mas,” he said poignantly until unable to continue his speech.
The news of grief came to cover their hearts. When the figure he had just met yesterday is now rumored to have returned to the house of God in a lifeless state.
"Innalilahi wainnailaihi rojiun." Aiman immediately hugged Fatimah's body when he heard the cry of the wife. She even let her clothes get wet with tears.
"I haven't even done anything yet, Bi. But, why? Why did he leave? Then, what should I do, Abi?" The cry of losing Fatimah became the first moment for the two of them after becoming husband and wife. The woman felt guilty, even blaspheming herself was not good at dealing with the problems of the friend.
"We'd better get changed, honey. Then, we go together to the funeral home. We pay our last respects to Raisa. And I hope you can accept this fate with sincerity, My wife!"
"God willing, Mommy."
Ra, why are you leaving so fast? Are you really doing that? Or, is it someone else's intention to get you out of this world? If it is someone else's doing, I hope ..all open quickly!