You're Not the First

First time

Sofiyah and Rayhan who were tired after running around and chasing began to sit on the beach that was getting dark. Domestic tourists and Caucasians wait for the moment of return of the sun to the western horizon, just as the two lovebirds are waiting for the kasmaran.

The two sat close to Sofiyah who was leaning on the shoulder of her lover Rayhan. Like people who are on the beach Sofiyah only wear a bikini and the bottom he covers with a cloth tied with a knot on the waist and when he moves his small legs will be seen with evidently.

Rayhan himself used a singlet and beach shirt with subordinate shorts like the other men who were there.

Slowly a tinge of orange color began to fill the sky beautifully. The sun was slowly returning to the quarrel . Breeze from the coconut trees is also the sound of waves in the sea which then creep and pull over making the atmosphere more beautiful and manifold.

Camera shots from various directions incessantly shot westward as if aiming at a very famous artist.

Scratches of God's pen always make every creature amazed at Him who created things without reproach. But some just stop by admiring it and only a few who meditate then grateful for his life by worshiping Him Almighty.

Sofiyah and Rayhan who was very young at that time were included in the class of people who were complacent. They live in wealthy families who do not care about religion except as a formality. In addition to the association that does not know the manners and norms make both feel, they will only live in this world alone.

Especially at that time both of them were hit by a fog of romance so they forgot if they were still on the ground Earth had not flown into the sky.

The night the sea breeze was getting stronger so that the visitors who had filled the beach now one by one began to leave the beautiful place.

Not so with two teenagers who now even look more friendly. The man sat holding his girl, who was now sitting spoiled in front of him, leaning his body and head against the chest of a tall and thin man named Rayhan.

"Soph..... Do you know what I call you like that?" Rayhan asked meekly.

"Because my name is Sofiya." Guess where it came from.

"You are..." Rayhan pinched Sofiyah's tiny nose while chuckling.

"Because you are soft, soft...." Rayhan said honestly.

"Your flirting is not good...." Sofiyah replied in embarrassment.

"To be honest..."

"Mingiin..." Said Sofiyah while hugging her own body. Rayhan who heard it then clasped the body of the lover to give warmth to his heart.

A while later Rayhan stood up and pulled Sofiyah's small body with both hands. The tall man took off his shirt and put it on the body of his little girl who felt cold.

They walked towards the inn with hands as if they did not want to part even for a second.

In front of the door of the inn Sofiyah, Rayhan did not immediately go he leaned Sofiyah's body on the wall near the door and then whispered, "I love you" And a moment later their lips are already adrift and feel each other's pleasure that they should not have.

Both are lulled by incitement to do further.

"Sof... Do you love me?" Rayhan asked who had started to stiffen.

"Yes I do..." Answer the girl steadily.

"Prove it to me...!" He said with eyes that began to red as it held back the desire of his young blood.

"What do you mean?" Sofiya started to fear her own thoughts.

Sofiya increasingly dig dug his heart when they were in the room alone. Fear that what is in his mind will become real.

"Sir Rey...?" Sofiyah called Rayhan who was now sitting on her bed.

Rayhan patted the bed sheet for Sofiyah to sit nearby.

"We'll be apart for a long time. You want to wait for me?" Rayhan asked affectionately while tucking the child's hair that covered Sofiyah's narrow eyes.

Sofiyah nodded her head as a sign that she was waiting for him.

"If you love me, Prove it please!" Rayhan's voice was hoarse because of the foggy passion.

"But Rey....!"

"i promise's. I will look for you in the future... !" Rayhan broke down Sofiyah's body and waited for the response of Sofiyah who was now resigned under the pretext of wanting to prove love and promised to wait for each other and look for each other in the future.

"Please believe me honey...." Rayhan stroked Sofiyah's delicate cheeks then kissed the girl's forehead long enough. Trying to convince if everything will be okay and the girl who is now lulled by the seduction of white and tall men is just silent and resigned.

"I love you...." He said whisper.

"I love you too" replied Sofiyah who was also shrouded in a fog of passion despite a little guilt for committing sins but her lust demanded that she do so just to prove her love.

He was the man who caused Sofiyah to give up her honor because of the promise of love and confidence if one day they would finally be together.

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Sofiya leaned her head on her seat beside Basofi while trying to remember the big mistake she had once made. He regretted it now why he was able to commit adultery even though at that time he was very young. The girl rubbed the tears that started to wet her cheeks as her lips chanted istighfar.

Basofi who saw it actually became misunderstood and thought that Sofiyah was crying over the young man until she did not realize when she had gone down at the pharmacy to buy ointment. Babas looked at Aya's wrists reddish from her rough grip earlier.

When it arrived in front of the gate where Sofiyah lived the girl was not even aware and was still wrapped in her thoughts in the past.

Basofi pulled Sofiyah's hand which made the girl flinch and sober.

The narrow-eyed girl tried to pull her hand held by Basofi but her strength was certainly not comparable to the burly man sitting behind the wheel.

Basofi applied the ointment slowly with a heart that raged between anger but also wanted to apologize and Sofiyah finally just resigned.

"Ko..... remember that Koko once said we were only deceiving and theatrical in front of our parents if we accept this matchmaking and after that we will talk to them if we actually do not love each other and choose to separate" Sofiyah's voice was very slow but it was able to stir up the feelings of the person she was talking to.

Basofi's face was red because he remembered if he had said that at the beginning of his meeting with this little girl. He cursed himself because now he is stuck with his own stupidity.

"OUT!!!" said Basofi yelling at Sofiyah.