After Wedding (Panji And Echa)
CHAPTER 22

"Why didn't you tell me when you were kicked out of the contract? a while ago I went to your contract. But said your hostess has moved. I told you there was nothing, please call me. You're my family, too."

"Fad, what's my leg?" Ayla was shocked when her foot was in the cast.

"Your leg is broken, Ay. Not bad at most several months of therapy can be quickly healed. I'll help you with therapy." Fadlan sat down next to his best friend.

"Thank you, Fad. Right now you're the only one who's good with me."

Fadlan just smiled a little. The good he did was not comparable to the good of his father Ayla during his life. Fadlan is the only child to drop out of school after both his parents died in the eruption of Mount Merapi a dozen years ago.

Mr. Yatmo, his father Ayla was a SAR team worker at the scene. It was he who took Fadlan away from the scene of the disaster. Although at that time Bu Ismi refused to accommodate Fadlan, Mr. Yatmo did not break charcoal. He put Fadlan in the parlor but left no responsibility. Fadlan was included in the list of children who can be a scholarship in the office of Mr. Yatmo.

Every Mr. Yatmo visit Fadlan or take a walk, Mikayla or usually he calls Ayla always come along. Since then, their friendship has been established. Ayla always said Fadlan was like a brother. So did Fadlan, though there was tucked love in the girl.

"Fad," a shoulder clap made the man sober.

"When can I go home?" ask Ayla.

"Yes, wait for you to recover. You just woke up asking to go home." Fadlan scrambles Ayla's hijab.

"I'll stay first, yeah. Want to check the job, you're fine here don't be reckless!" again Fadlan scrambled the instant hijab belonging to Ayla.

After Fadlan's departure, the girl stared at her fingers. Still tucked sweet ring Afan giving. The giving he said ties the girl to a more serious relationship.

"If Brother Afan was home then, why not meet me immediately. Why should I hear about the wedding?"

Fadlan hasn't left yet. From behind the curtain he saw the face of Ayla. The downfall of his best friend's sadness has a relationship with Afan. The man's hands clenched tightly. It was as if there was an anger he wanted to let out.

"What's your mind, Ay? Is that guy? he left you to marry another woman. Yes, the marriage is void, but why not from the beginning before the marriage was carried out. It's like this just as much to destroy your feelings."

Fadlan cares a lot about Ayla. A sense of caring that he considers as a replacement for Mr. Yatmo. The sense of caring that she assumed her responsibility to Ayla. Even though Miss Ismi never liked him. The reason is one because he is the son of someone else who was appointed by Mr. Yatmo.

The sun was getting higher, but it was four in the afternoon. Fadlan walked down the hospital hallway, a few nurses greeted him and he returned their greetings. One of the mothers who carried a bag of garbage past him, Fadlan also gave money to eat the mother's child.

"At least they're not like I used to be. Where when mom's dad was still around, I was the one who fed them." Fadlan took a handkerchief cleaning her eye bags. I don't want to be seen in front of others. Still trying to smile even if forced.

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Arriving in the bathroom. The banner puts the Echa in the bathtub. A pool of soap filled water made the girl suppress her saliva. Is it time he handed over his crown to Panji. The fear returned. Imagine her bud story her mother was pregnant without ever waiting for her father. But when Echa was one year old her father came home. Throughout her nine years, Echa felt her father's affection. Even very much spoiled the father.

"Cha," the baritone's voice spread its reverie. The banner was already in front of him.

"Are you still not ready?" Echa lowered her head.

"It's okay. I won't go too far" Panji said.

"Mas, is this marriage sincerely you live?" ask Echa suddenly.

"Do you still doubt me, Cha? We are both shocked by this marriage. I'm surprised because I still can't believe that I finally married you. And this week you've been expecting a lot from Afan, so you're still confused about why I could replace Afan. But I did start to love you since our closeness lately. And let me ask for my rights as a husband."

"Mas, aren't we going to the reception in a few days. I've heard that when a husband and wife deals the pain can take days. How can I go through the reception if I'm in pain and have trouble walking."

Panji seemed to think for a moment. It's true what Echa said. If Echa still feels pain of course he also feels bad.

"Thank you, dear." Panji begins his ritual at the beginning of approaching Echa's body. The kiss of the forehead that leads to a lip dispute. Echa returns a hot kiss from her husband. From the water Panji's hand was already groaning at his wife's hip. A long groan rang out from the girl as Panji moved the kiss to Echa's neck.

That's not all. Like a baby, Panji sucks up small chewy objects. Makes himself soar.

"Mas," Echa sighed after what Panji did this time.

"You seem to enjoy, dear." Panji publishes a smile.

"Mas," Echa kept sighing.

"So how's this, Cha?" Panji felt he was already at the peak of enjoyment.

"Do your due, Mas. If it is at this time I am obliged to give what you have to get." Echa peeked at Panji's neck. Giving a sign of ownership to her husband.

"Are you sincere, dear? there is no compulsion. I don't want you to give it to me in an unselfish manner" Panji said.

"I'm sincere, Mas. And I'm sorry if I've been impressed to buy time." Echa lowered her head. Panji's hand re-enforced his wife's face. A smile rises as if it were the blessing of the universe.

"Mas," Echa continued to wriggle as Panji actually put something in her sensitive part. Although still in the bathtub immersion does not rule out the possibility of stimulation is increasingly felt.

Panji's still trying to sneak his wife's. Very hard and tight. Make him find a way to keep Echa from hurting. Head jerked backwards. Staring at his wife was still beautiful despite being in an anxiety mode.

The banner up Echa's body. Echa position that is ready in the plural makes it easier for Panji to stick his sister to Echa's property.

Echa screamed as she felt something go into hers. It hurts to the bone. But quickly Panji diverted the scene making his wife groan favorably. Making Echa lulled in the whisper of love adds magical power to romance this afternoon.

The banner lifts Echa's body from the bathtub's soaking. The water that was white turned red. Of course it's Echa's virgin blood. Echa's hand was hanging around her husband's neck. The pain still made the woman complain of pain.

"You're sick, honey. Ii'm sorry. Promise will be even slower." said Panji.

The hand of the banner deftly cleansed his wife's body. Looking for Echa's clothes and interior doesn't embarrass her. After finishing dressing Echa's property, Panji also returned to bathing. The voice of Adzan Magrib has been echoed.

"Mas," Echa says.

"Darling, you must be tired. Just take a break." Echa awakens when Panji has finished Maghrib prayers.

"Sorry, yeah. You even pray by yourself." Echa feels bad.

The banner anchored a kiss on his wife's forehead. The two stared at each other. And both are ashamed.

"You already have me completely, Mom. Never betray what I've given." Panji.

"I promised you and your extended family. And I'm not gonna break it."

"I love you, Theresia."

"I love you too, Panji Agung Laksono."

I don't know what encouragement, Panji kissed his wife's lips. Let go of the love they have. If Panji wanted more than that, he wouldn't have refused. It is her duty as a wife.

Echa did not fight back when her body was already under the Panji. And the night grew higher, they returned to fulfill their duties as husband and wife.