Wish It Was Cinderella

First Time

If you think there's gonna be a first night between me and Al you're wrong. Because from the beginning we were married not for love, although now there is a little sense also to start loving him. Yes, we slept in a room, even a bed. It's just that I stacked our bolster pillows into a barrier, to block our bodies from touching. Instead of being a hypocrite or something, I had to first seduce Al into touching me. I'm sorry, maybe this person loves you. But I won't start it first.

That morning, on the first day I became Al's wife. Ciye.. So madam finally, I've been up from dawn, whereas she's still asleep hugging her roll. Doesn't Al want to be a good priest for me? By becoming the priest of my prayer and household. At dawn he was still so slumbering, so it was anxious to pull the blanket and drag him to go to the bathroom.

Patience Laila, if Al is not your soul mate until forever, you will be able to easily take off. Although now I'd love to wake her up with a kiss on her cheek. Uh, what's this fantasy? But I say, later he will go to ge eran again.

My hijab never slipped from my head, though asleep I still wear the hijab. Understandably there is still a sense of disbelief if I am married, even sometimes become afraid of myself if my marriage is not valid because it has certain intentions. Forgive me, O God.

I went to the kitchen, with Mbok Sum I prepared breakfast for everyone here. Including Vani, the only person who doesn't like me in this house. Well he did ignore me, then I will try not to pay attention to him anyway. Consider it a pancoran statue or a welcome statue that can not say anything, right?

Yasmin and Vina were already at the dining table in her uniform. Al came with a neat suit and didn't wear his pajamas anymore. He came up to me, squeezed both my shoulders and kissed my head. Surprised by his attitude like that, O Al you are awake right? Not delirious, right? Or did his head just suck on the bathroom door?

"I'm sick of seeing you two" said Vina, then got up, and left her seat.

"Vina wait, I want to talk." I called.

Al held me by holding my hand this time. Not only did he hold it but caressed it. Geez, so kayak cat in the caress.

I then pulled my hand from his trunk, there Yasmin was unethical if she showed it in front of Yasmin who was just 13 years old. Why did anyone end up like this? Was he poisoned last night? This bad thought...

"I don't see, continue my dear brother. I'm saying yes" Yasmin said, asking for permission, now she's more respectful by kissing Al and me.

After Yasmin's departure, I protested with Al's pretentious treatment in front of his two younger siblings. It's good for him, the turn is crowded so it's a lonely turn I dicuekin. Uh, I wish I wanted to flapain, huh?

"Al why are you doing all that?"

"For my sister to know that marrying you is not a play or drama" Al devoured her food.

"What do you think our marriage is?" I became more and more bungled made Al, is not this indeed a marriage with a purpose.

"I told you everything was on you, I just followed everything you wanted" replied Al Cuek.

I stared at his brown eyes sharply, usually Al would throw his face away when I looked at him. Loh, now why did he even return my gaze? It gets braver and even more afraid of being made. The eyes stared with temptation.

"Laila how about we do it?" tanya Al immediately grabbed my hand.

"Do what? I want to get ready, go to college. A lot of time has been wasted because of yesterday. Oh yeah, I'm coming home from college, I'm going to Papa's lawyer Om Haris' office. Last night he called me, "I suddenly got up from my seat and left Al.

I don't understand what Al means, do what? Something is not done today. I have made breakfast, have dawn prayers, have continued to shower too, too, what have I not done?? Early in the morning to make a puzzle, I became confused made.

*****

After returning home from college, I met Om Haris. Previously, yesterday she had met Momy and Sila who had informed me of my marriage to Al. Om Haris did not believe the words of the two of them, until I finally justified it.

"You know La? Marriage is a worship, you should never mess around. Is it true that you were married not for the sake of your Papa's treasure?" ask Om Haris.

Matt's check is my goal. But I also love my husband, even though he doesn't love me.

"I married with my own intentions" I assured Om Haris.

"Om understand, but if the goal is only to marry because of property you will be a great sin, son. So your Papa will give you this treasure if you are married and have a child from your marriage. So not only married," explained Om Haris again like a stab so sharp.

"Om kidding right?!" I still don't believe what he said.

"It is precisely your Papa loves you son, he does not want you to play your marriage just for the sake of your Papa's treasure," replied Om Haris with his distinctive style, he spoke with a hand that moved along his speech.

"Then what should I do Om?" I was lethargic and he laughed.

Hello, how can I get a child quickly? Who can help me now. Oh, Al, I have to tell Al.

I called Al with my phone. Without waiting for long, he lifted her up.

"Allalamaic, Al. I've met Om Haris." I said in a lethargic manner.

"Wa'alaikum salam. Then what did he say?"

"She said I should have a child first, only to be able to get the treasure. How yes? I'm so confused,"

"You are plain or stupid, just use it how to do it," said Al began to rise in blood with my words

"Hi, I've always been the class champion. I knew that if I wanted to have a child, I had to get pregnant. But how can I get pregnant if..." I was so ashamed of myself for what I said, I just turned off my phone.

How can I get pregnant, if you never touch like other wives. For Al, do you understand my heart? I was upset with Al's words that time.

Today is so annoying, I guess after getting married, I can instantly become a rich man. Spend money for a vacation abroad, or shopping at the largest Mall in the country. It's not the same, my husband is already rich. Why hope for another? I am a fool.

I took a shower earlier today, you know. I don't want to wear clothes and Al just comes in and goes into the room without guilt. Make the heart want to be removed.

I just talked like that, didn't he come home from work? Now I'm still wearing a towel, and he's right now coming in without knocking on the door or saying anything to me.

"Al, I'm gonna get my shirt on, can you come out?" I asked Al who was taking off his coat and tie.

"I want to hear what your family's lawyer is saying" Al asked while hanging his suit in a hanger that was reserved for hanging suits.

"Om Haris said if you want everyone to come back to me, I have to have children first. How can I have a...," Not done talking Al has hit me and finally I fell with Al who was on top.

"I'll give you a child, will you? You always drive me crazy, Laila." Al said with such a close distance, I can look into my favorite eyes.

"You mean Al, isn't this just pretending?" my question is reassuring, I'm afraid he's just using me for this situation.

"I've always loved you, especially those cynical eyes of yours," said Al, closing his lips to me, slowly kissing my lips. And you know I didn't reject it.

Al I also like your eyes, means our taste is the same huh? Is this Al's love statement? At that time I could think of nothing. I am a wife, so it is only natural that I should serve my husband. Isn't that so?

That afternoon Al and I removed all the barriers between us. And one more thing, the more made to fall in love this self feels. I am even crazy about him, even though he is not yet a good priest.

"Al, have you ever prayed?" I asked Al afterwards.

"Have it once in a while" he replied as he hugged me from behind.

"I want you to keep doing it, are you willing? I want you to be my full priest regardless of all the purposes for which we were married."

"Well, I will do whatever you ask" said Al immediately.

"What if it starts now?" doors again.

"What's? You want some more?" Al teasing.

"No, get up there and we pray magrib congregate. Get up!!" I pulled Al's hand.

Al rose up with a smile that I liked so much. I finally found him my prince. It feels like for now that I don't care anymore about Papa's legacy, I just want to live in peace with Al. But it would be nice if they ate all my rights.

The first Magrib I prayed in my husband's faith, there was a feeling of peace in my heart. It turned out that Al was clever and eloquent in reading the Qur'an when he imitated me. Papa look, this is your son-in-law Papa. Pray that he will love your son forever.