Wrong Khitbah
69. SK 2: BEGINNING
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...ZAHWA MARY EQUEENA'S...
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...AKHTAR QABEEL ALFAREZI'S...
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"Can?"
Zahwa nodded and accepted Akhtar's hand.
They were in front of Zahwa's room. From the door alone is already inlaid with very beautiful how in her huh? Ah.entah.lah
Zahwa slowly opened the door
Chequek...It looks like a beautiful sight. The elegant room was already in magic like a fairy tale princess room.
"Ma Shaa Allah..." Mumbles Zahwa
Both are caught in silence. Still with a feeling of awkwardness and confusion, they finally kept quiet to each other.
"Ee.." 'khem" they're compact voices.
"First off" said Akhtar
"Enterprime.." He was confused as to what to call
"Emm.ka-kak want to clean first or - "
"First off, I met Dad first" Akhtar cut quickly
FLASHBACKS
After the event was over and the invited guests brother had returned. Now only the nuclear family.
Zahwa was taken to the dressing room to remove the attributes that were on her head and leave her dress and hijab alone.
While Akhtar, he called Ali's father and then me close.
"Nevent to meet Dad well" said Ali's father staring at Akhtar meaningfully
Akhtar who understood immediately agreed.
After that followed Zahwa who had first gone to the room
FLASHBACK OFF
Zahwa nodded, looking down as Akhtar approached.
The cup!
A brief kiss on his cheek landed perfectly.
"I'm leaving. Wait for me to return" whispered Akhtar ambiguous. Then go out the room.
He felt his heart that was in the spirit of the marathon a million kilometers.
He looked at himself in the mirror. "Ah.my cheeks are reddening" her mind gently rubbed the kiss marks earlier.
"What does that mean?" Zahwa's mind had drifted everywhere. Finally he decided to clean the makeup on his face next shower to refresh his body.
In the bathroom..
"Oh Allah.it is only fitting.." Zahwa's mind grimaced with pain.
Open the door slowly and peek out.
"Some" he murmured. Then cicing picked up something on the secret shelf. After that he went back to the bathroom and finished his business.
Ten minutes later. Zahwa came out of the bathroom with a home-made negligee and an instant hijab.
Feeling still alone in the room he walked casually to the dressing room to put down his towel and then to the dressing table. He did not realize that Akhtar had been watching him since coming out of the bathroom to sit on the toilet seat from earlier.
Zahwa wanted to take off her hijab, intending to comb her hair for a while before her husband came.
But her movements stopped when she saw her husband was sitting on the sofa with his chest through the reflection of a mirror.
"Come, why stop?" Akhtar. The question embarrassed Zahwa.
"Ti-nothing. N-not so uh " said Zahwa stammering.
Akhtar smiled faintly.
"Alright, later then" said Akhtar then passed to the bathroom
The sound of water flowing from the tap was heard which meant Akhtar was taking a bath.
Zahwa looked around his room. I did not find any suitcases there.
"Him bathing but do not remember not to have a change of clothes? Hemmpphh" Zahwa's inner.
He exited the room and happened to cross paths with Azzam.
"Emmm..Brother" said Zahwa
"Loh.what's the deck?koq is here" Azzam said with an unusual smile
Zahwa stared in horror at Azzam. He did not stop to think, why his brother was suddenly like that
"Ikhc..Brother"
"Ehehehehe what's wrong?" Eventually Azzam stopped teasing his sister.
"Emm.that's.."
"Bo-can request.ask.."
"Ask what deck?"
"That's..."
"What's? It's obvious"
"May you pinjem T-shirt Brother ga?"
"Hm??? Yes Kareem is just that. Basic Wawa.hmm wait a minute yes" said Azzam understood the purpose of Zahwa. He ruffled Zahwa's head and went to his room and picked up a dress that his sister-in-law thought he could wear
"This, Wa"
"Syukron Bang" said Zahwa received several jerseys and pants options given Azzam.
"Hm. For PakSu, right?? Hm??" Azzam once again teased Zahwa
"That's Bang" lightly Zahwa
" but... It's not really needed either. Kan later also not in use" said Azzam relaxed with a stupid look to make Zahwa who heard her glare instantly
"Dragon!" Peek Zahwa
Azzam looked up at his favorite brother's cheeks flushed.
"Ikhh.koq Abang changed anyway" said Zahwa hit Azzam's arm with the shirt he was holding .
"Ahhh changed what deck? Brother is like this koq. Nothing has changed. Uh ada! More handsome, yes. Ahahahah"
"That is...Brother nyebelin" said Zahwa still beating his brother whose brain is in gesrek mode.
"Already.sudah.akh. Pity your husband will be cold" said Azzam managed to make Zahwa stop his movement.
"Hmm well" said Zahwa ketus then turned around
"Have a good time my dear sister...." Ledek Azzam from behind
"Yes Allah.. Brother!!"
"Ahahahaa" immediately Azzam ran away before being hit by the fatal blow of his sister again.
"Hihh..can-can Bang Azzam think like that. Don't know what "
"Think what?"
Without feeling it he had entered the room with a murmur all the way. And now her husband heard her words.
She raised her head and was shocked to find her husband bare-chested.
Although he did not see clearly but he accidentally glanced at the torn bread of the husband. He turned around with his eyes closed. Makes Akhtar chuckle at his wife's behavior.
"I-this is Kak's shirt" said Zahwa thrust the clothes he brought to Akhtar without turning his body.
"So how to give something to "
Before Akhtar continued his words, Zahwa first turned his body with his eyes still closed and gave the shirt to Akhtar
Akhtar was very happy, only a few hours they were legitimate, but Zahwa had checked one point the characteristics of the wife of shalihah.
A few minutes later
"Khemm.it's done" Akhtar said.
Making Zahwa narrow his eyes slowly open it. Her husband was done and now stands by the bed.
He did not know what to do until Akhtar called him and almost made his heart want to jump from its place.
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Hang up first ah.hihihihihi.
Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh
Alhamdulillahot... May we still be given health by Allah SWT to worship in this blessed holy month.
Marhaban in Ramadhan
Happy fasting, may our worship be received by God.aamiin
Ana wants to apologize to the whole reading Zahwa's story. If something goes wrong, mistake, ana apologizes profusely.
Finally with all the considerations and arousing a sense of laziness, ana decided to continue up this novel even though later it will slow up.
Because not willing also if it ends quickly and will make the brain mumet if what is in the head is not written ehehe
Maybe ana did not explain the details about the wedding procession yes. Jumped into his life. As per request :")
Thank you so much for being faithful. Receive support, chrysanthemums and their message. Your presence really means a lot to Anna.
What else is it? Gini gih. If it is written, you will forget what to say. I'll remember it in the next chapter.
Want to continue? We were sweet first
If you want to continue, yuk you all come out in the comments so that ana can decide further what not.All depends on you.
The traces of his hands stay yaa
Tabarakallah💙
