AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTER 221. YOUNG MISTRESS TAZKIYA

"Bear." Dewiq's voice began to weaken.

Ahmad intensely hugged before his wife put on the hijab. The desire that he had long endured, faded when he saw Dewiq only wearing a black tank top lacy behind a white blazer suit that he would wear.

"Before, dear," whispered Ahmad this time friendly.

"You want me to be remedial, Bear." Dewiq tries to keep his brain sane.

"No .. Come on, I'll take you in," Ahmad took off a hug. Young Miss Hermana thundered, fell to the floor.

"Astaghfirullah, Marsha."

Her long hair was broken again, her breath was cut off due to the actions of her husband.

"Sorry." Ahmad held back a smile seeing his wife start to burn.

"One debt," said Dewiq staring intently at the man beside him.

"Agod, sorry. Let's continue again, "he said.

"Don't expect." Dewiq tried to rise slowly, denying the help of Ahmad who stuck out his arm.

"Honey, it can not be that," added Ahmad saw the reaction of Dewiq who was upset.

"Keep, if it's a man, can it be?" Dewiq stood up, grabbing his blazer and his long pashmina.

Brakkk's. The door was shut tight.

"Wine. I guess, the old lady's on her. My wife did not yes," muttered Ahmad while chasing after Dewiq.

Along the way, Dewiq was silent. Busy with piles of books on his lap. Heedless of Ahmad's apology.

Arriving at the campus.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Young mistress Tazkiya breezed away after kissing her husband's hand.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam, I wait, baby," said Ahmad stroked the head of Dewiq before he left.

"Well, no answer" lamented Ahmad, back in the car he parked in the campus courtyard, waiting for Dewiq to finish the exam.

"There's still two hours left, what's the matter?" Ahmad also tried browsing something to drive away boredom.

The corner of the lips of a calm man with a thin sideburn adorned his face, pulled upwards forming a smile.

The next second, he was negotiating with someone at the end of the device he was sticking to his left ear.

"OK," said the owner, Ahmad Hariri, closing the conversation.

An hour later, Ahmad was bored. The net is fluttering around. At the opposite end of the street, he found a little flower girl.

Tazkiya's descendants got out of his car, running across the road to where the seller was.

Long time he explained something to him until shortly, the bouquet he wanted was ready.

It is not in vain that he asks that this and so, the result is satisfactory.

"May Marsha, like. It's the last day of her exam."

Two hours have passed.

Dewiq has not yet appeared. Ahmad tried to be patient when he saw him coming out with a friend.

Aware that Ahmad had been waiting for a long time, the intention to prank the man was dejected Dewiq did, did not bear to see the innocent face of her husband.

"Darling, is it over?" his tanyanya gently welcomed the wife.

"He em, already," replied Dewiq indifferently while circling the car, just entering leaving Ahmad who was still standing there.

"Patience, Mad. Lu who started," murmured Ahmad rubbed his chest.

"We go to the supermarket first, Sha. I want juice but in the refrigerator there is no fruit," said Ahmad trying to buy time.

"Hem," Dewiq replied as necessary.

"Don't sulk .. Congratulations my Marsha, thank you for fighting so much between my temptations" Ahmad said, taking a bouquet of flowers from the back seat.

Dewiq. His eyes radiated admiration.

"Beautiful, Bear. Where's it?" The face that had been bent was also melted.

"May you like it" replied Ahmad happy to see Dewiq's reaction.

"Rose pink, daisy and baby breath. You know all my favorite flowers, Bear?" ask Dewiq sumringah.

Thank God, what a fun coincidence.

Ahmad just smiled. It is not expected that his stupidity and ignorance this time ended well.

After shopping and deciding to eat dinner outside, the two of them returned home. The atmosphere looked as quiet as usual.

When he started climbing the stairs to the room on the second floor, Ahmad was already pounding. Is the surprise this time can melt his wife's heart back.

Checklots. Dewiq opened the door. He's stunned.

"Surprise" Ahmad whispered in Dewiq's left ear.

On the floor of one corner of his room decorated with many petals of red roses form a love icon complete with a gift box containing something there.

"Bear?"

"For you, dear." Ahmad carried his wife into their room, putting Dewiq slowly on the bed that had been changed with white bed sheets with a bouquet of roses at the end of the bed.

"Sorry for this afternoon." Ahmad crouched down, resting both hands on the lap of his beautiful wife, the look of the shady eyes was staring intensely at the two beads of the eye of the idol.

"Bear." Dewiq was only able to dive into the meaning of the twinkle of her husband's eyes.

"Sunnah first," asked Ahmad to slip an arm to Dewiq's back and then pulled him to sit and return to hold him to the bathroom.

Aware, it is likely to be asked for the right tonight, Dewiq permission to clean himself first.

Still created a dim atmosphere after their prostration, now the two have returned to the contest. The handsome man grabbed the brown box from the top of the dressing table, which he had not been able to hand over.

"What is this, Bear?" Dewiq received black packaging with gold ribbon. Open and read the message slowly.

"Just open up, honey," he whispered fondly stroking his cheeks.

"Sha, I stepped closer to you slowly, saying miss from above the clouds. My miss, everything about you that makes my memory and my heart, fall in love."

"I know the word home and home, for you, which I call dwelling, a place of peace .. Though we are alike, sometimes contemplating, comforting a lonely day within the confines of space."

"For my Marsha, Heathrow, London."

"Bearrr, thank you," Dewiq hugged her husband, then parse to dive into the depths of the iris of the eye that nourishes it.

Slowly they brought the face closer. However, Ahmad hesitated, only remaining silent when their skin was already stuck together.

"Bear, you are, right." Dewiq hit her husband's chest softly.

"Sha, you don't know I'm nervous" Ahmad tweeted.

Dewiq chuckled, shattered already the romantic nuances that he craved. The handsome man started what they were supposed to do a long time ago.

"Mas, all this is for you" whispered Dewiq, stroking her husband's face. She was carried away with the tenderness that her adoring man was treating her with.

Ahmad was surprised, "Rubber, dear?"

"Yes, even though Dwi and I are talking, we are still looking after ourselves. Also because we antipathy towards men, even me and Dwi if to the club agreed to wear the same costume to be counted as lesbian," he said.

Ahmad terkaru. He was prejudiced. "Know Gini, I don't practice following the advice of Amir, Sha," he complained feeling stupid. Dewiq just laughed in response to her husband's innocence.

"I think I would look stupid because I have never done, in fact we are the same," Ahmad this time felt relieved.

"Read the prayer, dear." He began to confidently follow his maleness instinct as long as he understood.

"Titip assets Tazkiya .. follow me, Sha," Ahmad whispered a prayer in Dewiq's right ear.

Ayu woman follows everything her husband says. She is too happy and happy, now fully official to be Mrs Hariri.

"Syukron Darling." The man who did not expect to be this romantic, then took him to the bathroom. To fulfill all his wishes. Shame is too he tepis, for the sake of desired intimacy.

"Diem mulu, why the hell?" ahmad asked while helping to dry Dewiq's hair. The descendants of Hermana only looked at the reflection of her husband from the mirror. He then turned and hugged her.

"Sha, why?" Ahmad was amazed by the attitude of his wife since then who looked more quiet. He began to re-predict. Dewiq is not yet fully ready.

"Thanks ya Bear, have chosen me," his sobbing sounded.

Deghs. Ahmad was wrong.

"Hmm, begin," Ahmad pulled Dewiq into his lap, sitting on the side of the bed.

"Sha, if life is like a book, you won't be able to open a new chapter if you're still rereading the previous chapter? no more such language," Ahmad stroked the grim face of Dewiq.

"I'm sincere .. love you dear, bobo yuk," said Ahmad stroking Dewiq's head affectionately.

"I don't know, either. Just feeling very happy to have become a whole woman especially my husband is the son of Tazkiya who is famous. What is the meaning of the figure of Dewiq if not in conjunction with Ahmad Hariri?" hermana Arya's eldest daughter.

"No word too late. The important thing is that the servant realizes that what all happened in the past is leading to a better change" Ahmad Hariri said.

"No judging by Bear. Accepting all wrongs," Dewiq is still gamang. Remember the negligence of all his sins.

"Rubber. Rahman and Rahimm, Oft-forgiving, listening and wise. God's Nature. So, take good care to think to Him, honey, because what?" said Maryam's eldest son while pulling the blanket and asking his wife to come closer.

"For the Lord is according to the prejudice of His servant, is it not?" replied the young doctor.

"Well that knows, my wife's pinter." Ahmad praised the flexibility of Dewiq who wanted to learn quickly and adjust to him.

"Good sleep, dear. Read the prayer, remember the order?"

"Hmm, still. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim...." Both dissolve in kein-timan, meld misunderstandings that had occurred between them. Again, love brings a lot of change for every human being who realizes that it is part of the pleasure as well as the direction. God's love for his creatures.

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