Wrong Khitbah
72. SK 2: BEAUTIFUL BUT ANNOYING MORNING
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Azzam approached Akhtar and whispered
"How was last night? Anta didn't hurt my sister, did she? Oh, is that shirt useful??" Azzam said with a seductive smile
The blush!
Akhtar flushed instantly.
Azzam held back his laughter seeing Akhtar lowered his head. And scratching his nape that doesn't itch
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At home
"Mother..Zahwa his koq ga looks like" asked Linda was ready with her face.
" May be down soon" replied Mother Fatimah smiling
But the ones we were waiting for didn't come down. Until they finished praying Zahwa also did not see the trunk of his nose.
While in the room.
Zahwa just woke up from his sleep. He smiled when he realized he was back in bed.
He saw a clock on the wall. His eyes widened at dawn.
"Oh Allah.It is certain that if I go down all will be mocked me "summer Zahwa frustrated.
He tidied up his bed and cleaned himself. After finishing the ritual bath. He looked at himself in the mirror.
"Bismillah..Wawa you can, if anyone is taunting you do not need to respond. Don't get me wrong" said Zahwa speaking to himself through the mirror.
After feeling himself ready he went down.
He saw everyone in the kitchen. His presence was immediately greeted by temptation by Dini the sensitive.
"Wahh..the new bride has gone down guys..." Shouted Early
"Finally nongol as well, Zahwa did aja in the room mulu dah. Potatoes newlyweds" ledek Linda
"Sister, koq in his hijab. Her hair will smell bad, still wet, right? koq is closed" Zahra said
"aww...Mother is sick" cried Zahra when she got a slow blow from Mother Fatimah in her arm
"Zahra can talk about it" said Mother Fatimah shook her head.
" Kid, don't be quiet here" call Umi Alya
"Emm, yes Umi" Zahwa approached and stood beside Helwa who was separating the vegetables from her stem.
"Such a cake deck. Take the bad luck" whispered Helwa with her mischievous smile.
While the others who heard it chuckled in amusement at the flushed Zahwa
"Yes Brother. Tired" said Zahwa.
"Ahahaha" Zahra, Linda and Dini could not help but laugh.
"Yes tired really, just akad you guys until ngundang relatives 1 regency. And neither of you would have given me food, had it not been for my husband bringing food perhaps I had forgotten to eat because of you, huh" Zahwa's inner grunt was upset
Zahwa snorted in annoyance, he stomped his feet and turned to hug the Mother
"Mother..." Rengek Zahwa
"What?" Ask Mother Fatimah chuckled
"That's.look at them" said the spoiled Zahwa.
"Why the hell Wa. Or maybe it's true" Mother Fatimah teased Zahwa
"That's...Mother.." Zahwa's sulk when Mother Fatimah also participated
"Hey.shame on mom-in-law. Ahahaha"
Hearing that Zahwa looked at Umi Alya who was arranging a finished dish.
"Ehehehehe.maaf Umi" said Zahwa approaching Umi Alya.
"It's okay dear. here" said Umi Alya embracing Zahwa.
"Hemm Umi is good, not like you can just tease me" said Zahwa with a proud smile
But instantly the smile faded as Umi Alya continued her words
"Did Umi's son hurt you last night?"
"Ahahahahaha" everyone laughed
"That's..Umi.kalian all the same" said Zahwa singing his lips
He sat down and bowed. Did not feel his sight blur, his eyes heated up and ready to shed tears.
She felt sad, her husband must be disappointed in her. She felt guilty for not being able to carry out her duty of giving her husband the right. She was so ashamed of her husband, what else she was sure that Azzam would also seduce her husband as she did Azzam to him. Somehow her husband feels at this time.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." The voices of Adam came from the door.
Zahwa immediately wiped away her tears and turned her head towards the door.
The wives approached their husbands and welcomed them.
"Mother's daughter may ask for help"
"Of course Mother" said Zahra, Linda and Dini compact.
" A little more please in his resume, Mother wants to go to Daddy first"
"Each Mother" compact they respect Mother Fatimah.
"Alright thank you" said Mother Fatimah smiled
"Zah.pergi sono welcome her husband. Kasian himself no one welcomed "said Dini with bada meledek at the end of his sentence
"Huh" snorted Zahwa who was still upset then slowly he stepped closer to his Husband.
The others went to their rooms, and Akhtar and Zahwa remained in the living room.
"Assalamu'alaikum"
"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh" replied Zahwa
He kissed the back of Akhtar's hand that was already hanging in the air. Akhtar smiled faintly.
Akhtar raised his neck to look around him first. Make sure no one. He pulled Zahwa's waist and kissed the top of his head and kissed him on the forehead.
Both Zahwa and Akhtar closed their eyes and felt blood rustling. After that they went to the room.
"K-sister.eh Bib, I-this is her dress. Get changed first" said Zahwa thrusting a dress at Akhtar
Zahwa walked to the balcony of his room. He enjoys the dew of the morning there. Close your eyes, take a deep breath.
Staring at the green grass that stretches.
His body stiffened as he felt something coiling in his stomach. Also his head was overwritten by something. He was silent when his head was kissed many times.
Her tears fell, accidentally hitting her husband's hand.
"You crying, baby?" Tanya Akhtar still hasn't changed her position .
Zahwa wiped away her tears. And ventured to turn to face her husband.
"B-bib.." said Zahwa quietly, a slightly hoarse voice
"Yes dear.." Zahwa's heart was touched plus blushed when she heard the soft answer coming out of her husband's mouth.
"Sorry" said Zahwa
Be quiet!
"M-sorry Bib"
The clear circle test fell back.
"For what?"
Zahwa raised his head to look at Akhtar
"U-to.for.."
"Hm?"
"I'm sorry I haven't been able to carry out my duties" said Zahwa in shame. Actually it's hard to say, shame, guilt is also not good to mix into one.
" Say who?"
"E-e-mmm.."
"Stare at me" Akhtar said
With his face still flushed he looked at Akhtar. Actually Akhtar wanted to chuckle cutely looking at his wife's current face. Wet and blushing cheeks.
Zahwa could not, he intended to turn his face again. But as fast as lightning, Akhtar held his chin. And wipe away her tears.
" Who said hm? You are not wrong, you are doing your duty well. The obligation of a wife to her husband not only serves her in bed, baby. prepare clothes, needs, pleasing husband also has entered into the obligation. And you have done that" Akhtar said
"really?"
"Hemm"
"But-but.."
"Not every newlywed couple will do that on their first night, baby."
The blush! Zahwa buried his head into Akhtar's chest, hiding his reddened face.
Without Zahwa noticing, Akhtar smiled sweetly over her. He hugged Zahwa to calm him down.
"Is there anything in your heart, Queen??"
Zahwa.
"Thank you, thank you for understanding my situation" Zahwa said
" All together. There will be a moment when that happens"
"Dad..." Rengek Zahwa hit Akhtar's chest softly which still teased him.
"Did she think I wanted her so badly, huh sucks" Zahwa murmured inwardly
Akhtar chuckled small
"May I ask you something?"
"What?" Zahwa.
"So morning the bed's dream moved?" Akhtar asked with his jail
"iihi..Biibs..." Zahwa covered his face with both hands
" Where's the courage?" Akhtar increasingly teasing his wife
" Nothing. It's just a coincidence. Tomorrow is no longer" said Zahwa a little frown
"Oh yeah? Alright. But every day can be"
"Huh?"
"I like it" Akhtar said. He quickly grabbed Zahwa's cheek and kissed the bakpao alternately.
"Ahahaha already Bib.." pinta Zahwa for not being able to get out of her husband's arms.
Akhtar stopped his activities and kissed Zahwa briefly. After that he released his whistle.
"Let's get our Bib down now, everyone's waiting" said Zahwa, who was only aware of the time, walking ahead.
Feeling that no one was following him he stopped
"Mom..Come on" said Zahwa turning around
She looked at her husband, who was still standing, leaning on the balcony with his hands in his pockets, legs crossed and eyes fixed on him.
At such a sight Zahwa became misbehaved.
"Come Bib.Everyone is waiting." bring Zahwa back. Reasons to get rid of nervousness.
Akhtar glanced at his left arm. And finally Zahwa understood, he came closer and wrapped his hands around her husband's arm.
Akhtar briefly peeked at Zahwa's cheeks and then they walked away from the room to the dining table
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Traces do not stay mother.
Semiga lakasanya. Kahfi time don't forget💙
Tabarakallah💙
