Brother, I Love You
219. Honored

In the morning, Jean awoke from her sleep. As he opened his eyes, Darren's face was right in front of his face. Jean's face instantly met in red, seeing their position was very intimate. Their bodies hugged each other in the blanket, without a single piece of cloth blocking it. Their skin really stuck perfectly, after their romance last night.

Jean bites her lips, remembering their romance last night. Darren took his due last night as husband. Jean remembers how Darren kissed her lips, fondled her to the point of making her intoxicated. Although Darren has no experience, but Darren is able to give satisfaction to him. Even Darren was so savage about it last night.

Jean raised Darren's hand from his stomach, as he had to get up to clean himself. As the daughter-in-law of the house, Jean had to prepare breakfast for the family.

"Beauty soon !" darren's murmured further tightened his embrace to Jean's body.

"I have to get up quickly Darren!, I have to help Mama prepare breakfast" said Jean.

"No dear !" reject Darren.8

"What do you want ?" Jean looked at Darren's face that was still closing his eyes.

Darren opened his eyes immediately, "what time is it ?" tanyakanya.

"Half five !" answer Jean.

"One more time ! before taking a shower" Darren arrived.

Jean was silent about not knowing what to answer. Jean did not dare to refuse, because Jean did not understand very well Darren's attitude. If you agree, honestly the lower part of his body already feels sore. Karna Darren last night asked to play three rounds.

"Darling ! again yes !" persuade Darren to see Jean not answering.

Jean bit her lower lip, and lowered her gaze.

"Wouldn't you ?" ask Darren disappointed.

"Mom..not so Darren!" gugub Jean's. Darren grabbed Jean's chin to see it." A.it's !, A.a..anuku hurts !" gugub Jean again.

"Seriously dear?, aren't you not a virgin anymore ?. Why is it still sick ?" heboh Darren immediately flicked their blankets, so that their bodies were clearly exposed.Second Jean closed the sensitive part with her hands.

Darren moves into Jean's leg, wanting to see the wound on Jean's body.

"What's wrong!, nan.later will be better by yourself" said Jean, her face and body look reddened, because she was embarrassed by her body without anything. In addition, Darren bluntly said he was no longer a virgin. Jean felt even more embarrassed, and not confident.

Darren who noticed Jean was embarrassed smiled." Don't be ashamed, I've seen everything, and even enjoyed it" he said. Darren saw the wound on his wife's body.

Jean was silent and resigned to endure the shame of what her husband did.

"Oh my goodness, baby ! it hurts so much, huh ?. Sorry about !" said Darren, feeling guilty, seeing Jean's body part scuffed."Why didn't you tell me last night that you were in pain ?"tanyakanya.

"What's wrong ! nan.later gonna get better on her own !"answer Jean.

Darren moves to Jean's side, and lifts her up, holding her to the bathroom. In the bathroom they really took a shower, there was no other event. Because Darren wouldn't do that much to channel his passion to his wounded wife.

"Darling ! you see, you must still be sleepy and tired. Let me help you in the kitchen. Kak Queen and Kak Sirin will definitely help Mama" Darren said.

Now they are ready to wear clothes after bathing and doing their morning worship.

"I feel bad for Mama and the others if I don't help Darren!"reply Jean.

"What a hell, baby ! they must have cursed him. Same with husband ! okay !" darren said softly, sounding resolutely in Jean's ears.

Jean froze looking at Darren's sharp gaze at him. Jean did not expect, her husband brondongnya, in addition to sweet, handsome, cute, kind and generous, it was not like to be denied.

"Let's take a break !" Darren helps Jean lie down on the bed. Then kiss Jean's forehead glint."I married you to be my wife, not to be a servant in this house" Darren said, after wiping Jean's head, he passed.

After Darren died, Jean took a breath. Even though it's husband and wife and they made love last night. Jean is still confused as to how to determine the attitude towards Darren. Jean is still traumatized in the household. Honestly Jean was scared, afraid that Darren would hurt her, just like her ex-husband used to.

Arriving in the kitchen, Darren has found Mama Bunga, Queen and Sirin in the kitchen. Papa Arya, Orion, Eagle and Bilal sat down for coffee while chatting at the dinner table.

"Gee ! the new winder is out !" orion Goda smiled. He pulled his sister to sit next to him. Orion also patted the shoulder of his fourth sister. Orion still remembered, he often carried his sister. It turned out that she had now become a husband.

Darren sits next to Orion.

"Where is your wife ?" ask Orion.

"Rest !" darren replied, taking a cup of coffee prepared on the table for him.

"Looks like last night your knee bird went straight to gas ?. It's a sticky rice !" eagle chirps to Darren.

Bukh !

"Pah's Pain !" moister Eagle holding his arm that was hit by a bogeman from Papa Arya.

"Make sure it's the mouth when it speaks !" papa Arya's Reprimand. His son could talk about his brother's personal affairs. In front of the old man again.

"It's true that Eagle said !" said the Eagle again without feeling guilty.

"Don't you say shortcomings or to someone else's nettle. That would include the Ghibah. The ghibah is illegal. Even if you say someone else's ugliness, make fun of him, it's the same as eating the flesh of your own dead brother, you will surely be disgusted to see him. And fear Allah, Allah is the Most Merciful, the Most Merciful. Surah Al Hujarat verse 12." Ustadz Bilal.

"Thanks are despicable acts, can destroy others. A ghibah kills another person's character. Because by attacking the ugliness of others even though it is true, it can eliminate the confidence of the person. If what is being said is not true, it can be slander. So be careful in speaking" explained Bilal again.

"Astagfirullohal enzyme !" muttered Eagle and Papa Arya together.

"Islam encourages its people to marry and have a family. Aiming to keep people calm, happy and strengthen towards the path that Allah wills. As it says in the Qur'an." Bilal paused his sentence, then continued it again.

"And among the marks of HIS authority is that HE created for you a wife of your own kind, so that you may tend and feel at ease with her. And made HIM among you a feeling of love and affection. Verily, what is true is the sign of the thinking man. Qur'an Surah Ar Rum, verse 21."

"Rasulullah married 13 women, of whom only one was a girl, sayyidina Aisyah. The apostle was married to them for his preaching and sent them home. Might as well.. Bang Darren married Jean's sister, to honor her and for her love. Oh, God !" bilal again. Bilal smiled salutely at his brother.

Darren also commented on his smile, getting enlightenment from Ustadz Bilal.

"There will be a great deal of virtue in marrying a widow. More experienced and mature. He will be more serious about living the household because he does not want to fail again. Better to be a wife, because maybe in the first marriage he felt failed to be a good wife. More experienced in taking care of children and taking care of husbands. And for sure, better at taking care of the bed" said Bilal again.

Plaque !!!

"Aw ! sick Pa !" lamented Bilal, because he got tanparan in his arm from Papa Arya.

Bilal also scowled while scratching his back neck that suddenly itchy.

"It looks like you also need to get married right away !" said Papa Arya.

"The candidate hasn't given a pleasant answer Pa !" bilal smiled back.

"Did you have a candidate ?" asked Orion, who was silent from earlier listening to his sister's dawn lecture.

"There's a candidate !" bilal smiled.

"Darren where's Mama's daughter-in-law ?" mama Bunga asked, lifting a basin of rice onto the table.

"Darren tell Ma to rest !" darren replied smiling.

"Isa ! you are this ! understanding to be husband. Not like Mama, finished the first night, told to sunbathe in the hot sun, stand one foot anyway." said Mama Bunga quipped her husband.

"His wife is disobedient ! dare to not punch the face of the husband" said Papa Arya. Then smiled considering his wife's strange behavior first.

Mama Bunga giggled, then returned to the kitchen.

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On the second floor of the house, precisely in Reyhan and Yumna's room. Reyhan was accompanying Yumna in the bathroom, which spewed out her entrails.

"Propay is !" said Reyhan gently slathering the sweat that soaked Yumna's forehead, who was busy removing her entrails on the washtapel. And Reyhan massaged Yumna's back neck.

"Sick Habib !" yumna.

Reyhan kissed Yumna's head, unable to say anything. Reyhan's eyes glazed with glass, looking at Yumna who was in pain, if he could ask, let him bear the pain of his wife.

"Oh my God !" yumna sighed after feeling nauseous and her vomit subsided.

"Have you loved ?" reyhan asked, washing his wife's lips.

"Have habib !" yumna smiled.

Reyhan also smiled, seeing the stubbornness of his wife when experiencing the pain of cravings. Spewing out his stomach contents every morning until yellowish liquid came out of his mouth.

"I'm sorry baby!, because of carrying my child, you have to experience pain like this" said Reyhan, bringing Yumna into his arms.

Yumna widened her smile," Carp !" the effect to Reyhan.

Reyhan immediately lifted Yumna's body carrying her out of the bathroom." If your stomach has grown I do not know whether it is still strong to lift you or not. Surely your ham will be very big because it contains two children at once" said Reyhan.

Yumna immediately flicked her lips pouting." Habib has to !" tusky.

Cups !

Reyhan landed a kiss on Yumna's tapered lips. Then put Yumna on the bed with a very careful heart. Reyhan sat his body beside Yumna, and stroked Yumna's belly which began to bulge.

"What will my wife and children eat this morning ?" asked Reyhan gently.

Yumna shook her head. Reyhan let out his breath, because it had been a month since Yumna had never tasted breakfast. And drinking pregnant milk Yumna did not want to.

"Yes is !" pasrah Reyhan's.

Reyhan climbed into the bed, sitting leaning on the head of the bed. Yumna immediately sat her body, leaning her body into Reyhan's body. Reyhan immediately hugged her and rubbed his stomach.

"Habib !" call Yumna.

"Hm..?" Reyhan placed his chin at the end of Yumna's head.

Yumna placed her hands on the backs of Reyhan's arms, which were wrapped around her stomach.

"Has Habib prepared a name for them ?" ask Yumna.

"It's been a month since we got married, I've prepared the name of our son" Reyhan replied.

"Who ?" ask Yumna again.

"Wait for them to be born, baby !" answer Reyhan. Yumna directly pressed her lips forward.

"We don't know their gender yet, my dear !." Reyhan pulled Yumna's nose squash." Later after we find out the new gender Habib tell you, okay dear ?" said again.

"I can't believe I'm finally pregnant with Habib !. Honestly ! I was so desperate, I didn't dare to hope for Habib !" Yumna.

Reyhan grabbed Yumna's chin, raising his face towards her. Reyhan kissed Yumna's old forehead, channeling her affection." And I'm so afraid you're leaving !" he said after taking off his kiss.

"Am the one who is in trouble. If you demand your right from my shortcomings. I can't keep you !" said again.

"Astagfirullihal Habib's regime !" Yumna cast her eyes on Reyhan's face that looked at her."Even though we have not been blessed with children, I have never intended to leave Habib, even though I really want it" explained Yumna.

"Marriage is not a race to make Habib's child !" yumna again.

"Habib was only aware of Habib's infamy" Reyhan replied.

Yumna admired his one hand, stroking Reyhan's face."But now our prayers and hopes have been fulfilled. Habib was very scared again, because I had no reason to leave you, even if that intention ever crossed my mind. I love Habib, my whole soul and body" said Yumna, then kissed Reyhan's lips.

"I will be a loser if I leave my husband as good as Habib" Yumna said again.

"I love you so much, my dear Almir !. Thank you for your loyalty, and for guiding me so much, bringing me closer to God!." Reyhan kissed once more Kenig Yumna.

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