
When the sound of Fajr sayup-sayup is heard, reverberating to call the prospective inhabitants of heaven, Dusk wakes up first from his contest, staring at a figure who is asleep beside him.
Handsome face with a sharp nose and beautiful lips look still sound in his contest, still cool drowning in the dream realm.
He thought the husband must have been so tired after going through a lot of activities in the previous few days, right said the marriage person really drained a lot of energy, after marriage if not really take care of themselves, he said, the bride and groom will lose their health and have a hard time doing activities for a few days because of the fever that struck, not to mention after they passed the first night.
Recalling the first night, as soon as Dusk flushed, he immediately covered his mouth, a little embarrassed to remember it, they had not done it yet.
The girl hit her head softly with her beautiful fingers, laughing without her shy voice, so sweet and cute with her expression.
He hurriedly moved, going to cleanse himself, carrying Cakra to fulfill the obligation through the congregational dawn.
He decided he had not yet awakened Cakra, letting the man drown in his sleep as he cleansed himself.
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"Dragon"
One gentle whisper rang out behind Cakra's ear, so soft and sweet, trying to embrace her in a dreamland, gently pulled her hand and brought her awake in such a beautiful way.
"My husband?"
The chill when the skin moves to touch the skin makes Cakra momentarily flinch, she shifts from her still position with her eyes slightly closed, still leaves a deep drowsiness but he knows this when he is awake and he is sure the time must have been noon.
Instead of waking up from his sleep, Cakra, aware of the presence of Dusk, pulled his wife's body, hugged her by reflex and shocked the girl.
"Did you?"
The red hue continues to go behind his chubby cheeks, not once or two, but very often to make Cakra often feel anxious to see it, too beautiful and perfect, making him praise with the words of Alhamdulillah and subhanallah, as beautiful as a couple who was given by Allah SWT, after being beautiful to him.
Which other favors do we deny?.
Sorry why the first meeting yesterday he was so cruel and also annoying, ashamed of himself because he was bad at Dusk, Allah SWT is almighty to flip the hearts of men, he said, and she was drowning in a love she never expected.
I am not infatuated with you because of delayed desire, I love you because of the lifetime worship to Allah SWT.
"Have you felt better?"
Cakra asked, in a position to embrace Dusk, letting the girl sink into his chest, as if reluctant to let go, he was still sleepy but forced himself to wake up with his eyes still closed, several times kissing the top of the head of the twilight.
"The vitamin works"
Dusk widened her smile, initially startled and trying to disengage herself, eventually drowning herself in Cakra's embrace, letting her head rest on her husband's field chest, where Cakra's sturdy hands embrace her comfortable body.
"He restored stamina that almost disappeared from being tired"
The girl then again.
Cakra widened his smile.
"Let's pray together"
Dusk spoke, letting his beautiful fingers play over Cakra's chest.
"Hmmm"
Cakra hmmm ria, opened his eyeballs slowly, while developing his smile.
It's the first dawn after all the burdens come off after the completion of an extraordinary wedding.