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Is he Huan's match?

I opened the curtains and let the sunlight into the room, smiling as I looked at the sunscreen. I turned to look at my sleeping husband with his sleep, again smiling ignorantly to tease him. My wet hair after shampooing, it was because our game last night was amazing. Ken not only gives pleasure, he gives comfort and makes me a queen on a throne that is not easily reached by other women. 

I was so happy, continuing to stare at her handsome face that looked so innocent. I'm one of those women who's lucky enough to get a guy like my husband, to get it through a very tough test, to lose a third child who hasn't even seen the world. 

I stroked my stomach that increasingly felt its development, until my response was reciprocated by the fetus with a sense of pulse felt. I smile can feel it, I can't wait to meet my future baby soon. 

I was surprised when my daydream was suddenly pulled, and it made my lips stick to Ken's lips. Wait up? Since when did he wake up. I don't know, but obviously we enjoyed a kiss in the morning that was so sweet. 

After a few minutes, Ken took off my lips and smiled as he stroked my nose. "You committed a violation." 

"Inbredment?" I knit my eyebrows together, not understanding the point. 

Cup

Ken kissed my lips again, but this time the duration was quite long. I enjoyed every touch and tenderness we looked for together, the feeling of happiness when linked could not be compared to others. Forgetting everyone and making the morning belong to both, the sense of no match back to do the right relationship when it is tied to marriage. 

"Ken .. already, they must be waiting for us!" I said after she removed her lips that were clinging to mine. 

I chuckled at how disappointment was so obvious on my husband's face, wanting me to make him happy, but I wasn't a selfish person. "Later tonight I'll give you my best." 

"really?" 

"promises. Huan must be waiting for you, quickly escort her to the boarding school!" 

"Well, why should I?"

"You're his guardian, and his brother. It's possible that he needs to be accompanied, because groggy might." 

"I'm not sure about that, Huan always met a lot of people outside. I'm sure he won't have any trouble later, or he can raise a white flag as a failure."

"My dear husband," I said in a pressuring manner, smiling at his words, patting Ken very gently. 

"Look at it later, who can survive living in the pesantren? Moreover, Huan is a free man who is very difficult to control, even I kicked him in my apartment first." 

I didn't expect my husband to be cruel to his own foster sister, but treat me as queen. "She's your sister, don't do it again!" 

"Surely, if he hadn't ruined my image." Ken kissed me again, but this time on the forehead. I feel honored and loved, so lucky to have it. "Hurry to take a shower and get Huan!" 

Ken quickly shook his head, closed his eyes and hugged me like a child, I chuckled again as he spread his legs to embrace my tiny body. 

"Hurry there!" I was anxious to see her childish behavior, no one knew of her potent nature on this one. 

"Well, you bathe." 

"Oh my husband, if I bathe, I'm sure I won't finish." Surely I persuaded Ken, lazy and spoiled nature mixed into one. 

"All right, I'm taking a shower." 

I shook my head at Ken who had entered the bathroom, immediately I dried my hair and went down to meet everyone. 

"Why is Mom so long?" ask the Queen who is staring in annoyance. 

"Your mother must take care of a black-headed baby." It was not I who answered him, but Huan. 

"Ah Uncle is absolutely right, but how did Uncle know that the baby inside the mother's stomach was black-headed?" the Queen asked while the King looked at Huan who was also waiting for his answer. 

"Come on!" take me to lead everyone to the dining table. 

Before long, Ken came down the stairs full of charisma, and also cool. He joined in, and I served him straight away for the reward.

"He is very neat," muttered Huan who again glanced at his appearance that was all black like grieving. 

We ate solemnly, there was no sound during the meal table. After a while, I drove my husband and Huan to the door, letting them go to the boarding school and while my children were driving them, of course with the consent of my husband and also brought by a private driver. 

In the car, Huan stared out the window, still remembering how the veiled girl had rejected him. His love and hope run aground when he has not yet begun, if only the girl accepts him and will be made queen by him. 

"If she wasn't meant for me, then why would I be sad to lose her?" inner Huan who tried to encourage himself from a very sick heartbreak. 

"Tumben you are silent, usually chirping like an old parrot," sneered Ken who understood that Huan was still at heart. 

"Here you are, brother, don't bother me today!" 

"Eh, this isn't the Huan I know. Huan my sister is a very cheerful person and always excited. Then, who are you?" 

"What do you mean?" Huan looked over because Ken's words were very interesting to listen to. 

"Souls, sustenance, and death have already set in motion. If you believe in Allah subhanallah ta'ala, kun fayakun. Be, then it happens. Don't be sad and forget about the girl, maybe soon you will be met with your soul mate." 

"Hem, I hope so." 

The car stopped at a building that looked simple, but the place was very spacious. The boarding school that became Huan's last hope destination, Ken only helped him a little. 

"We're here, let's go down!" 

Huan looked confused, immediately got out of the car and circulated his entire gaze around. Very spacious, beautiful and looks calm and peaceful. Many fruit trees and flowers as a beautify the building, even the eyes will never get bored when looking at it. 

Ken who became the guardian, pulled Huan's hand towards the owner's room from that place. 

"This is my brother, Huan." Ken introduced the man next to him, having introduced himself first. "It was our intention to enlist Huan to study religion, and he was very interested in becoming a convert." 

"God, noble intentions will always be facilitated." 

"Trust your sister, we will guide her according to Islamic law," continued Nyai. "Shortly ... I go inside first!" 

"Yes to Nyai." 

Soon, a girl wearing a black veil and shar'i came out with a tray containing three cups of tea and a snack. Ken unintentionally looked at the dumbfounded Huan looking at the veiled girl. 

"Why you?" my whisper brought my face closer to her. 

"In-she's the girl," she whispered. 

"How do you recognize him?" asked Ken who frowned curiously. 

"The brooch that was pinning on the side of her shoulder," replied Huan in great detail, while I shook my head admiring her as a fan of the veiled girl. 

"Oh, I forgot to introduce. He's Adiba, my nephew," said Kyai, who introduced the veiled girl.