Conscious Mistress Married Man Sholeh
Humans Just Pretend to be Strong

"Wear it, I'm sure you'll be even more beautiful if you wear these clothes."

Al-Ghazali deliberately praised his future wife for wanting to wear a robe. Reaching the praise of Al-Ghazali made Laras' heart flowery. He didn't know what else to do, his feelings were like fireworks.

Auww .. the girl thinks the widow is being brutally wrong. She covered half her face with the veil she was holding. Shamefully nodding his head slowly, like a virgin teenager in love.

"Ekhm .. Yes, here's the game! I want to wear it now," Pinta Laras thrusting her hand. The man smiled sweetly, he gave the robe no Baras.

The girl felt the widow immediately went into the bathroom. He wears these clothes quickly and easily. After finishing, Laras stared at the reflection of his body in front of the mirror, making the girl's cheeks shame.

The beautiful face of her mother when she was alive, often wearing polite clothes like those attached to her body now. His late mother was a great ustadzah who had helped the converts recite the shahadah. One of them is Laras' father.

"Mother, it seems like the story of Mother is repeated again. The difference is that I am like a perverted father, and my future husband is like a straight mother. Hihi .. if you are still alive would be happy to have a daughter-in-law like Al. But, I believe that Mother there has calmed down, because Mother Sholehah woman. Pray for Laras here so that he can be a Sholeh child too!"

Barrel spoke to himself. The girl felt her face that looked more and more beautiful wearing a hijab. The aura coming out of it was very cool and soothing. In fact, Laras himself felt very comfortable wearing covered clothes like this.

But what is power. In the past his life was very strange and full of twists and turns. Now Laras promised himself that he would try to improve in order to walk the straight path.

The sound of knocking on the bathroom door was heard. Al-Ghazali called her behind the door. The heart of this beautiful girl was pounding loudly. He feels so good now.

"Clearned! Are you ready?" al-ghazali asked behind the door.

Laras did not answer. Unless you open the door immediately. The two looked up, Al-Ghazali was stunned by the beauty of Laras. He looked at the girl from head to toe. It is true that the shar'i hijab is the crown of a woman.

Look now Laras ex-gundik looks more beautiful and cool after wearing his robe.

Laras twisted his robe. He felt very nervous at Al-Ghazali's gaze this deep.

"Ekhm .. am I beautiful wearing this outfit?" tanya Laras killed the silence. React to hear the voice of Laras, making Al-Ghazali realized that he had fallen into the charm of Laras.

He hastily turned his face away, for it had been sinful to look at Laras full of desire.

"Astaghfirullah," the inner Al-Ghazali repeatedly uttered the istighfar.

The man felt guilty to God for breaking His rules.

"You're beautiful! Even prettier than before you wore a hijab!" praise Al-Ghazali honestly without looking at Laras making the girl blush in shame.

He lowered his face, not daring to look at Al-Ghazali who was now looking straight ahead.

"Thank you" said Laras shyly.

The barbaric nature possessed by Laras also rebelled out. He tried to tease Al-Ghazali or prance in excitement for being praised by Al-Ghazali. But, as strong as possible detained, because they do not want to be ashamed of their clothes.

"Prophe, Baras. Don't be barbaric, you have to be patient. Tomorrow after we get married, I'll take out all my barbaric moves. I'll take him to play with the horses from night till morning. Ha ha ha."

Barrel laughed wickedly in his heart. Once a girl will remain naughty, but this time Laras chose to be naughty syar'i. That is naughty to Al-Ghazali after marriage, does not tempting Husband himself get a lot of merit?

Of course a lot.

"Ekhm. Let's go home to my grandma's now!" invite Al-Ghazali to make Laras nod his head.

There were no items to take home, as Laras did not bring anything. The girl got into Al-Ghazali's Pajero sports car. Throughout the journey the two chatted lightly.

Strangely enough, Laras, whose incident is very rarely spoken, prefers wild in bed, now seems comfortable talking to Al-Ghazali. He used to only talk about things that jutted at the relationship of two people on top of the dispute.

Now Baras speaks many other things.

"Yes, my grandmother is fierce. Sorry if there will be harsh words coming out of my grandmother's mouth. But, believe me, my grandmother was a good person. His mouth is indeed venomous, but his heart is hello Kitty," replied Al-Ghazali honestly making Laras giggle amused.

He laughed when he heard it. The barrel has met many people, and the average has a sharp mouth and a poisonous tongue. However, Laras does not know how to deal with Al-Ghazali's grandmother who incidentally is his grandmother-in-law.

"Just calm down, Al. I've met a lot of rough clients. And I'm strong with their sharp tongue!" the relaxed Baras reply made Al-Ghazali speechless. He felt very sad, because the life of Baras was very sad.

He glanced towards Laras, the look in their eyes meeting for a moment. Then Al-Ghazali decided on their views. He turned to look straight ahead.

"You are a strong and great girl, so God gave you a great test!" puji Al-Ghazali made Laras smile.

"What if I'm not as strong as God thinks I am?" ask Laras back in a sad voice.

Al-Ghazali who heard it was silent for a moment. The handsome man clutched tightly on the steering wheel of his car.

"You're strong, just unconscious. The proof is that you can be at this point! It means you are strong!" clearly Al-Ghazali made Laras pull the corner of his lips up in the form of a slick smile.

"I'm just pretending to be strong, not really strong!" laras's rebuttal could not cover his heart's sorrow, given how great the test God had given him was.

That's right what Laras said. Lots of people are tested with great problems, but, they must pretend to be strong so as not to appear weak in front of humans.

"Basically, humans are weak. We are strong because God strengthens us, even though we often feel weak, sad and almost hopeless in life! In fact we can survive to this point, because we pretend to be strong. Pretending to be strong makes us feel strong, until in the end the pretense is fused with ourselves!"

Al-Ghazali answered wisely making Laras' heart feel like it was hit by a hard object. He felt slapped, there he felt like a thirsty traveler in the desert, then suddenly met with an oasis.

Barrel threw his face out the window. He removed the liquid that had fallen soaked his cheek. The girl felt very grateful to be able to meet Al-Ghazali.

The journey was quite quiet after their conversation. Al-Ghazali is back.

"From now on call me, Mas Al, yes! Don't get in front of your grandma call me, Al. You can be talked to at length until your ears are hot!" pinta Al-Ghazali made Laras turn his attention towards him.

The girl smiled sweetly. She's shy cat.

"Mas Al," called Laras in a soft and seductive voice.

Blushes.

Al Ghazali's cheeks instantly blushed. He did not know what to answer, because it was salting brutal when said children today.

Deg deg.

"My heart is not okay, it looks like I have to go to the hospital again to check my heart condition," Al-Ghazali's mind misbehaved.

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