
🌠Away from Quran\=Rapuh & Hampa🌠
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The regret..!!!
"Too regretting will only make us forget to prepare to fix."
"The fear is only temporary. Regret is forever."
"Regulation cannot change the past, neither can worry change the future."
"The existence of regret is to realize that the time that has passed cannot be repeated."
Rafa hits the steering wheel of his car repeatedly.His memory repeats the past with Khanaya, until the moment of his self to make a promise to Khanaya.
The wounds that Rafa felt were not comparable to those that Khanaya felt, but Khanaya quickly realized his mistake of wishing to his fellow humans.
"May you be happy Nay." Rafa muttered and drove his car.
Some say, Rafa has thrown away a diamond just for pebbles.
But maybe this is a rebuke for Rafa, so that in the future more able to appreciate someone.
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Tonight they're done having dinner, they're gathering,. Khanaya brought a paper bag, then gave it to Mom.
"what's this...??" ask Mom
"open aja Bu, this is from Naya and Mas Arga." replied Khanaya who is currently sitting right next to the mother
Mother also opened a paper bag, a Grey-stained shar'i Gamis with embroidery on the arms and at the bottom.
"God, this is for mom, it's really good Nay.." said Mom when putting the robe on Mom's body.
"Where's Tika for tea...??" tika shouted from the direction of the room
"Eyeah..." Reproof Dad
"tomorrow Sunday mas pick up yes, Tika and Adan can choose which one you like." said Arga.
"mas.." - Lirih Khanaya.
Arga didn't answer Khanaya, he looked at me.
"yah.. tomorrow Arga and Khanaya's office will go directly to Papa and Mama's house, mama has already chat aja, ask her daughter-in-law to come home.." said Arga to the father
"yes mangoes or. father mah up to you, here yes your house, there yes your house too." replied Dad.
"Ahad noon mas pick up must be ready all yes." said Arga while looking at Artika and Ardana changed.
"hasiiiap.." they answered compactly and vigorously.
Khanaya resigned, the husband did not heed his reprimand, he said,.Arga even grinned the horse towards Khanaya.
When outside the room they may seem to enjoy it, but not while in the room and just the two.
The awkwardness and nervousness they felt.
Arga was already in bed before entering the room he had gone to the bathroom first.
Khanaya was standing in front of a mirror, in the face of her headscarf, then hanging from the hanging beside the glass.
Khanaya used to sleep with his hair unraveled, in his unbonded hair, then in his comb his black hair and straight shoulder-length.
"Goddess, Beautiful.." Inner Arga saw the reflection of Khanaya's face from the mirror.
Want his taste buy Khanaya a dresser, but many Arga consideration, do not want there Arga assumption relying on money and money.
Seeing the expression of Khanaya when going to invite his sisters to shop alone can be guessed, Khanaya open which is happy to be pampered in rupiah.
Khanaya flipped her body, she could see Arga who was looking at her.
Khanaya scratched her nape that was not itchy.
"sleep, it's night time." said Arga.
Khanaya is confused as to how, because after all Arga has legitimately become her husband, but the awkwardness is still clearly visible, Khanaya is aware there is an obligation, but all of this sudden makes her still very awkward.
"hmmm.. no papa, nih Naya wants to sleep.." said Khanaya while laying down his body on the bed, then covered his body as a chest.
Arga can only shake, Arga understands very well what Khanaya feels, so Arga has not asked for his rights.
Same thing, if last night they were apart, but not at the moment, Khanaya was in the warm embrace of her husband.
His body squirms a little, after his eyes open perfectly Khanaya can see the husband who still looks closed.
Khanaya carved a smile, in his eyes every inch of the face of the husband, is indeed the work of God who has no gap.
Out of nowhere, Khanaya's index finger suddenly played the husband's cheek, in his makeup many times.
Maybe this is the best cure of his pain first.
From the cheeks and then to the nose, at the tip of the nose poke the husband.
Suddenly the index finger was held by Arga, still with closed eyes, while Khanaya rounded his eyes.
"if you want to praise the husband directly, do not secretly..remember throwing each other praise is Sunah loh, and worth worship" said Arga while opening her eyes slowly.
"mas since when did you wake up...???" khanaya asked as she pulled her finger.
"since you are still closed in my arms, then you wriggle, then finally we playin my cheeks have been rich gelatin that chewy,.trus to the nose." replied Arga Tampa load.
"means that we have woken up from earlier Donk." said Khanaya with annoyance and shame
"i also saw that you were an angel." joked Arga.
"it's good that Naya is in the ileran number" protests Khanaya as she rubs into the two corners of her lips
"stay beautiful really.." reply Arga again Tampa burden, it seems tempting the wife will be her favorite from now on.
"iih.. has hunted up, bathed, and awaited the father to the mosque." said Khanaya while turning his eyes.
"ok...i took a shower first..or want to take a bath together.." seduced Arga again.
"mas Argaaa.." furious Khanaya while turning his head again towards the husband, to look at the husband who was holding back laughter.
"i'm here, Nay, I haven't been anywhere, so call her normal.." reply Arga.
"tauk ah.." upset Khanaya while rising from her sleeping position, then pat her hair.
Arga chuckled in satisfaction, then grabbed a towel and went out to the bathroom.
If Arga came out with a face of sumringah, Khanaya even came out with a frown.
"whose face why Tea...??" asked Artika when she met her sister.
"mules.." replied Khanaya ngasal.
"if mules go to the bathroom or tea..." Artics
"it's still full of bathrooms.." again the answer was ngasal
"yes already gedor aja, let's change, kok bothered.." said Artika.
"iih bauble." Khanaya.
"teh Naya again why the hell is Ms...??" ask Artika
"call the bathroom time." answered the mother no less ngasalnya as well
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