Akhsan And Ikhsann
161.The jealousy of Fatma

" you why Miss, from earlier soften mulu. The face is also very asem like raw rambutan "cock Mirna who saw how terrible the face of Fatma who is now holding back her jealousy towards Ikhsan.

Fatma was still silent, there would be no way she would just tell if she was jealous of her husband for showing off his sweet smile to another woman. "I'm not sincere " fatma said as she dropped her face on the table.

The shadow of the smile of the two earlier so filled Fatma's brain, only this time he felt really jealous of Ikhsan, because usually Ikhsan also never close to other women besides himself.

" no, no" he said again.

Mirna who was standing next to him was getting more confused, she frowned her forehead looking at Santi with a single nod and replied with Santi who was raising both her shoulders did not know.

" Miss.mess..why are you? " ask Santi getting curious.

Fatma did not answer she was more absorbed in silence with her own thoughts and hid her face between the folds of her hands.

" Salaman'alaikum..!! " a teacher who just came in.

The teacher was so beautiful and his age was also very young.

They all scattered to their seats and immediately answered their Master's greetings.

" Wa'alaikumsalam, Mom!! " answer the Met simultaneously.

" your new teacher, young beauty again " whispered Mirna to Santi, while Santi just nodded and continued to see her new teacher.

Unlike Fatma, she was still with her position that had not cared about her teacher who had come.

" Good morning boys, introduce me Holy Mother! and I will be your homeroom teacher now. "Sacred sweet smile let out a smile so friendly as to attract the attention of his new students.

Hearing the name Holy Fatma instantly raised her face, looking at Sacred with an unusual gaze. "god? " rumble.

At the same time Suci also looked at Fatma at that time. "that girl? isn't she the girl from before? so why is he looking at me like that, is it okay that he and Mas Ikhsan have a relationship? " the Sacred Inner is confused.

Fatma turned her face indifferent, she did not want to linger looking at Sacred, even though this time Suci was smiling towards her.

Fatma was getting less excited now, in the midst of the lessons given by the Saints he just continued to doodle his book with the origin and of course with an upset face.

Inadvertently Fatma glanced at the window and there was Ikhsan there who was standing and observing him.

Ikhsan was feeling bad, he wanted to make sure that his wife was okay and could follow the lesson properly and correctly, but it turned out to be wrong. Fatma is not spirit at all.

The straight look from Ikhsan to his and turned straight with Saints also made Fatma even more upset and thought Ikhsan had come there to see Saints.

Fatma frowned, she put down her ballpoint pen violently "no!! " Fatma immediately went out.

" I'm sorry ma'am, I'm going to go back for a moment" he said indifferently.

Suci nodded with a smile and allowed Fatma to come out.

Fatma stepped up quickly to go to the toilet in annoyance. Ikhsan who saw that immediately ran to follow him.

" eishhh. she must have misunderstood. " muttered Ikhsan while running after Fatma.

Movement from Ikhsan was not separated from the view of Saints. Saints frowned, he grew increasingly suspicious of the relationship between Ikhsan and also Fatma.

" you guys finish that, I'll be out for a minute "the saying goodbye.

" yes, Mom!! " answer everything simultaneously.

Saints came out, he followed where Fatma and Ikhsan went. He was very curious and wanted to know everything.

Fatma went into the ladies' room and shut the door. Fatma stood in front of the large glass and washed her face in front of the sink before her.

Fatma saw the reflection of her face from the mirror, a face that now looks fresher than before.

" is I less beautiful? or am I less sexy? I know Holy Ma'am is beautiful, sexy and bohay again, am I?? " Fatma looked at herself from the tip of her foot to the top of her chest and lastly her face from the mirror.

" i'm flat like this."

" Don't Mas Ikhsan like the same sexy and bohay so? if yes. ahhh no no! no matter what happens, I can't lose to that woman. I had to work hard to protect my husband from flirtatious women like him."

Fatma fell silent, thinking about what steps she would take to protect her husband, she did not want her husband to look more at other women than her, his wife. Fatma closed her eyes for a moment and continued to think. "yes, it seems to be efficacious "he said with a beardy face.

The door opened from the outside, but Fatma did not know because she still closed her eyes.

Relieved Ikhsan's heart saw his wife turned out to be fine and not as poor as before. Ikhsan made sure there was no one else there other than Fatma and after absolutely nothing else He closed the door and locked it.

Ikhsan hugged Fatma from behind and that would definitely surprise Fatma greatly. Fatma muttered, beating Ikhsan's hand with her hand. "get loose! how dare you! " her scream.

" i won't let go. " said Ikhsan.

Fatma opened her eyes quickly after hearing her husband's voice. Fatma looked from the mirror reflection and now she stopped her blow.

"Mas did what here.what if someone saw her. "weep Fatma who never thought how could her husband enter there.

" let it be like this for a while" Ikhsan said. Ikhsan puts his chin over Fatma's shoulder and sometimes tilts her insert it in the dredge of Fatma's neck.

Ikhsan raised his Fatma hijab covering his head with it, Ikhsan really enjoyed the scent of Fatma's body which was still very fragrant making Fatma kegelian herself due to Ikhsan's roar of breath.

" Mum, amused. "the Fatma protest "is over!"

" in a moment" said Ikhsan. Instead of letting go Ikhsan instead punched Fatma in the neck and gave her a sign of ownership there.

Fatma's moaning voice really made Ikhsan mabok at this time. If only they were at home maybe Ikhsan would pounce on Fatma mercilessly.

" Mas" call Fatma who is already inflamed because of Ikhsan's behavior.

Ikhsan almost took off Fatma's clothes at the time but Fatma quickly banned him. This is not the right place to do that and obey her husband. "don't Mas "

" are you angry? " ask Ikhsan.

Fatma pouted hearing that question from Ikhsan.

" if you're still angry, I'll do it here" Ikhsan threatened.

" no, who's angry? " answer Fatma indifferently.

" yes, who else. Cook me that angry "

Fatma removed Ikhsan's hand from her stomach and immediately got out of there. "already ah! I'm going to class. "

" it's still angry" Ikhsan said.

" okay, I was angry because Mas was flirtatious with other girls, Mas smiled and looked at the woman continuously. What I still lack for Mas Ikhsan "ucao Fatma who finally pulled out her teats.

Ikhsan was still silent listening to all his wife's complaints about him.

" i know I'm not as pretty as him, not as sexy and as beautiful as him but me...?? " confused himself Fatma would go on with her words.

Ikhsan approached, grabbing both hands of Fatma gently. " You are not as beautiful, sexy, and beautiful as she is, so I just kept looking at her "

" uh right! " Fatma brushed off Ikhsan's hand violently.

Ikhsan pulls Fatma into his arms even though Fatma is initially rebellious but eventually she can embrace Fatma.

" you are not like him, but you are all I want, not him or anyone else. To me you are more everything than he is, because what? because you are mine, and I will always belong to Fatma alone, Forever" Ikhsan stressed at the end.

Fatma's heart warmed up, she knew it but Fatma was just so scared that even when she saw Ikhsan looking at another woman she wanted to get angry. Maybe this is called severe jealousy.

" right? " whimper Fatma.

" do you doubt me? if you still doubt I'll prove it now. I will tell everyone in this school that you belong to Me and vice versa, how? "

" no! nope! I don't want to be a gossip later. "reject Fatma.

" yes it is. Hang on like this if you want, until the time comes I will announce all these truths. "

" but don't flirt anymore huh? "

" yes yes. "

Ikhsan showered the kiss on Fatma's forehead so much, she was so dear to him that she would never glance at a woman again other than herself even though it was so beautiful and seductive at once.

" now we go out, don't let us be caught and will be in the midfielder to the penghulu for the second time later "korau Ikhsan.

" hemm" Fatma nodded and started to step in first to make sure no one outside would see them coming out of there.

" safe" said Fatma giving the code with her circle-shaped finger.

With relief Fatma asked Ikhsan to come out first and after a few new minutes she came out. " Thank God no one saw "he said.

Ikhsan turned his head towards him when he was at a safe distance, he smiled sweetly and of course in reply to the same thing by Fatma.

" there-there was my man "Fatma shook her head amusedly.

Fatma stepped away towards her class. Sandi when Fatma was very far away and Ikhsan was no longer visible Saints came out of hiding. Saints looked at Fatma suspiciously. Even though he tried to eavesdrop, there were few words he heard.

" it doesn't seem as simple as I thought. Their relationship may not be limited to just Master and students, but there seems to be more relationship. Mas Ikhsan is also not a man who is easily touched by women so where maybe he can easily just go with a girl like her, surely he used dirty ways to approach Mas Ikhsan. I must investigate it. "saint said with all his suspicions.

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