Wife Partner Bed
FIRST NIGHT
Ayla looked at her surroundings carefully, a spacious room estimated at about ±12m², a modern luxury room with shades of dark, black and gray.
There is AC, sofa, desk, TV is large about 150 an inc more thought.
There is a room in the room that Ayla believes is a bathroom, and one more room that she is not sure what space is.
For a while Ayla was amazed by this luxurious room, obviously this 180⁰ was inversely proportional to her previous room which was very simple.
Ayla walked towards the dressing table on which was complete with the equipment of a man, starting face cream, handbody, deodorant, perfume, perfume, a comb and a few watches were lying around which Ayla believed must have been expensive items.
Ayla looked at herself in the mirror reflection, with a white kebaya wrap and jasmine flowers dangling from the veil she was wearing.she looked beautiful and sweet, with soft make up that looks suitable and fits with the sweet face.
Yes, Ayla had just finished her impromptu marriage to a man she did not know at all, but her father with the now-legitimate father of her husband was a friend long ago.
Ayla's tears fell unapologetically, her chest tightened, and her heart ached when she remembered everything that had happened in her life.
..." Oh Allah.!"...
He looked down with his hands holding his chest which was painful.
Until finally he was shocked by the arrival of someone who opened the door of his room.
Ayla looked over in shock and nervousness. The man, her husband, a man with an above-average handsome face, about 175cm in height, with broad shoulders, a field chest, a firm jaw, a sharp look in the eyes, a sharp nose, a sharp nose, thick eyebrows, and sensual lips.
...'Subhanalah!' What a beautiful creation of this God....
Again and again, Ayla is enchanted whenever she sees Aryan, the wealthy handsome man who suddenly becomes her Husband now.
Nervous, Ayla accidentally nudges a bottle of perfume while flipping over her body, and,
..."cccyaaackkk,"...
The perfume bottle fell and broke.
..."Em em em,, ma sorry, sss I accidentally" ...
Aryan was silent with a cold and haughty look in his eyes, for a glance he looked at the broken perfume bottle, then he walked to Ayla and stopped right in front of Ayla who was only a few centimeters away with a body that was almost perfectly attached.
..."I was shocked, so, accidentally nudging him, would, I'll clean it up." ...
Ayla bent over to pack the broken glass of perfume, before Ayla's two shoulders were caught by Aryan.
..."Get used to yourself, from now on you will see me more often, and, forget that, let someone else clean it up....
...Now that you are my wife, that means, you are the mistress of this house."...
Aryan said that sentence so firmly. There is an emphasis there that says that he is now his wife and Madam in this house, it makes Ayla's heart feel happy.
..."Clean yourself up, in that room you have your stuff ready"...
Aryan pointed to the room that Ayla had seen before but was not sure what the room was.
Not wanting to be stuck for too long with Aryan in this position, Ayla immediately nodded and scattered leaving Aryan with a slight push on her chest.
Upon entering the room that Aryan pointed at earlier, Ayla was again amazed by the entire room.
There was clearly one closet filled with clothes and men's items, which was definitely Aryan's closet, and another closet containing clothes with women's items, and all that was new.
...'Is this my closet?'...
In the room there is also a shoe rack, bag rack, and other items.
After a while, Ayla came out with a change of clothes with a set of long-sleeved shirts and trousers that were also made from the same shirt. He ran to the bathroom and changed his clothes.
Ayla came out of the bathroom in full clothes, she covered her hair with a towel, because she was done shampooing. In addition, she still felt embarrassed if Aryan saw her hair that had always been covered with a veil, even though Aryan was now legally her husband, and it was lawful for her to see the hair of even all parts of Ayla's body, yet Ayla clearly still felt unfamiliar.
At the sight of Aryan sitting on the sofa while playing mobile phone, knowing Ayla who had come out of the bathroom, Aryan went to the bathroom.
Ayla tried to find a veil or hijab in her closet, but she did not find a veil there at all. She was forced to return to wearing the white headscarf she was wearing during the wedding procession.
Ayla again saw herself in the mirror reflection, now she looks fresher with her natural face without a scrap of make up, she said,
...'I'm not as pretty as you, mother,'...
Ayla wept remembering her mother whom she had never even met, she only knew her mother's face from a photograph that her father had given her.
..."I don't know what Skin Care products you use, you can have a house person buy you tomorrow, or want to buy them online, it's up to you"...
Ayla who was looking down crying in front of the mirror, looked up in surprise.
..."Ahhhhh no,, no need, me,"...
He had not finished his words Aryan again said something that made him more surprised.
..."Shouldn't you take your veil off? it's in the room, and it's late at night. We'll sleep, but, it's up to you, if you're uncomfortable, you can use it. Tomorrow I'm gonna have someone complete your closet with a veil."...
Aryan walked towards the mirror.
Aryan used cream on the face, handbody in hand and slightly ruffled his wet hair with his hands.
Ayla realized that Aryan only wore shorts like a bokser, and sleeveless underwear black.
Because it felt strange Ayla turned her face.
..."It's our first night, we're all grown up, so, I'm sure you'll understand what I mean, too"...
Aryan still ruffled her hair without looking at Ayla.
Ayla widened her eyes in shock.
..."But I'm very tired now, so you can go rest comfortably, but I'm not sure, if tomorrow nothing happens in this room"...
Aryan stopped her hair shuffling action and looked at Ayla with a slightly mischievous look.
A thin smile that only lifted his lips up, but still looks very sweet and charming.
Aryan laid her body on the bed, pulled the blanket and began to close her eyes. While Ayla with consideration she took off her veil because it was not comfortable in use all day, and chose to sleep on the sofa.
