Wrong Khitbah
86. SK 2: Now???
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#previously.
Ceklek~
Akhtar opened the door slowly. He feared that Zahwa was resting and would be disturbed by it.
He saw Zahwa standing staring at a line of books on a bookshelf in one of the special corners of his room.
With a slow step he approached Zahwa. He saw his wife was unaware of his presence. He calmly hugged Zahwa from behind.
Making his wife jerked briefly but soon Zahwa can control himself.
"Why haven't you slept yet?" Azzam's whisper rested his chin on Zahwa's shoulder.
"Not sleepy" said Zahwa stroking Akhtar's cheek that hugged him.
"Remain, not sleepy? "
Zahwa was silent for a moment. "Actually I can't sleep if you're not around, Bib.hadehh that just doesn't understand" Zahwa murmured inwardly
"Hu'um" Zahwa nodded.
"Here, what's the matter?"
"Nothing, just wanted to see. At first I saw all these books were eager to read it, but confused where to start" said Zahwa
"For a while, hmm. That's him. Read it" pointed Akhtar at a book.
"Ohh that one?"
"Yes"
"What's Bib about?" Ask Zahwa before taking the book.
"The stories in the time of the Prophet SAW, know the story of layla majnun, right?"
"Little"
Then Akhtar told the story where there was a madman who managed to make the Prophet laugh.
Zahwa and Akhtar laughed at this. Wanting to read another story, Zahwa grabbed the book and then dropped it off. Who would have thought, it turned out that the book was related to another book. His friends fell and fell on Zahwa's hands and feet.
"Aaa.sick Bib.." Zahwa screams very a book tip regarding the bones of his toes.
"Hold it.it's only a moment.don't make a fuss.quiet ya.." Akhtar said lifting up the thick books. When Zahwa complained of illness.
He told Zahwa to calm down so that he did not scream grimacing too loudly, if anyone heard for sure their reflection of the actual events happening very differently.
"Hiks.hiks..Bib.." ringis Zahwa
"Why again?" Ask Akhtar. Feeling because the thick book that covered hard he had all transported.
Zahwa pointed at his feet.
"Astaghfirullah.sorry dear.." said Akhtar then raised his leg that stepped on the feet of Zahwa who was sick. He continued to grimace the bones of his toes still hurt.
Akhtar took Zahra to sit on the toilet seat.
"Quiet dear..." Akhtar stroked Zahwa's cheek. Then massage Zahwa's feet slowly.
"Aaa.pelan-pelan Bib, sakiit.."
Without them knowing anyone heard their conversation.
Abi Firman planned to take the pesantren file in the upper room which is one floor with Akhtar's room. But when going up the third ladder last.
Abi Firman gulped his saliva the voice of that conversation. Her legs hang one in the air. He rubbed his ears and chuckled at what he had just heard.
"Ehehehe..uh...already..the base of the newlyweds!" Abi Firman.
Then Buya Firman turned right (grak!) Decided to go downstairs and undo his initial intention of going upstairs.
He thought that the child and his son-in-law were doing something on his mind since hearing the voice. He did not want to interrupt his second show and return to his room.
Arriving in the room..
"Loh Abi's? Where's the file you want to bring tomorrow?" Ask Umi Alya
"Why?"
"Ka-because it's on top..."
"What, Bi? What's up above?"
"That's Umi.it.ah we have slept alone" said Buya Firman then went up to the top and embraced Umi Alya.
" Ohh...Umi tau" said Umi sumringah
"Hm?" Abi replied with closed eyes.
"We're gonna have a grandchild soon, huh, Bi?" Umi said with passion.
Buya Firman smiled small. The cup! Buya Firman kissed Umi at a glance
"We will pray" murmured Abi Firman.
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Back to the newlyweds.
"Hows it? It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?" Zahwa.
Akhtar kept the eucalyptus oil on the dresser and stood behind Zahwa.
"Hijab is open yes" Akhtar's permission. Zahwa.
Yes, Zahwa wears his instant hijab because at home there are his in-laws so he wears it.
Akhtar took a comb and combed Zahwa's long hair. Don't ask how the heart is at this moment. Uncontrolled anymore, even the two can hear their heartbeats clashing.
Zahwa did not dare to look at Akhtar through the reflection of the mirror. He lowered his face.
"Finish" murmured Akhtar when he saw that Zahwa's hair was straight and neat.
Akhtar kissed Zahwa's hair, occasionally he kissed behind Zahwa's ears.
"B-Mom.geli.."
"Hm?"
"Geli Bib.." said Zahwa slowly.
Akhtar put his hand on Zahwa's shoulder.
"Queenis..."
"Yes Bib?"
"Let's pray 2 rakaat first "
Zahwa who heard it immediately connect to where Akhtar talks.
"alright... I-I want to ablute first" Akhtar took off his embrace. Zahwa quickly went to the bathroom. Arriving in the bathroom he locked it and leaned against the door while holding his chest.
"Huhh.huh.huh.ya Allah..would Habibie ask for his right now?" Inner Zahwa. He glanced at his trembling legs just like his hands.
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Assalamu'alaikum, how are you?
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