Failing to Get Married Because of Fat
130. First night

After Soffin's departure, Thoriq and Tsamara exchanged glances and giggled. Because they realize the thing they just did.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay, brother. I am halal for you. Just do it now."

"That." Thoriq pointed towards the door that was still open.

"I was afraid that suddenly Soffin came again. Let's eat first. Who knows we need a lot of nutrition before we start the production process."

Tsamara lowered her face that was re-meeting red in shame. Then slowly nod his head.

The couple tidied up their equipment. After that, we walked together to the dining room.

But the faces of the two warmed up again, when they heard Soffin was complaining about what they had just done to Papa and Farah.

Farah, who realizes her brother's arrival, deliberately clears her throat to stop Soffin from talking about the newlyweds.

"Eh, I want fried sambal ati dong. Soffin, that helps take it." Farah pointed at the vegetable that was near her sister. Soffin stopped saying and immediately brought the fried sauce closer to Farah.

Since Tsamara and Thoriq were already in the dining room, and Farah had also learned of his presence, then inevitably the two finally approached her family to enjoy dinner together.

Tsamara sat near Farah, while Thoriq sat near his father-in-law and faced his wife.

"Tsamara, get some food for your husband." Tell Abas sir.

Tsamara looked at her husband for a moment. Then take the plate in front of him and get the rice. Not to forget he offered her some vegetables and side dishes.

"Take a lot. For the power to fight later."

"Father!" Tsamara and Farah said compactly. Thoriq looked grimacing.

"Fight what?" Soffin, who knew nothing, asked innocently.

"Em-I mean papa, you're going to see a fighting match on television." Mr. Abas scratched his head.

He deliberately lied by giving another reason to his youngest child. Fortunately, Soffin did not ask much more, and enjoyed the meal.

The five of them enjoyed dinner while occasionally exchanging stories. Until it does not feel the time to start moving at night, and their food has entered the stomach since.

They went back to their rooms. Tsamara wants to help Farah clean the dishes. But the girl refused it.

"Not just do it, brother. Hunting to the room there, must have been awaited the same brother Thoriq." Farah Temptation.

"Ish, what the hell are you. Beware if you get married later, will be a more godly sister." Tsamara sprinkled water at her sister and soon passed away.

"It's still a long time. Farah wants to go to college."

"Be careful, speech is prayer. How long really?"

"It's Okay. The important thing can be a kind-hearted husband like, brother Thoriq." Farah chuckles amusedly.

When she was in front of the room, Tsamara slowly opened the door and saw Thoriq sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Why slowly open the door?" Thoriq asked, staring at Tsamara.

"Em, I think brother's asleep." Tsamara smiled faintly.

"not yet. I was waiting for you on purpose."

"Wait for me?" Tsamara pointed at her own nose, smiling.

"Yes, we pray first. Then go to sleep."

"Sleep?" Birthday Tsamara with a face full of question marks. But even so, he also complied. Finally, he went to the bathroom to purify himself.

After they finished praying, the two moved to bed. Tsamara intended to put her body in the blanket, because she was still embarrassed to remember the incident.

But suddenly Thoriq hugged him from behind, making Tsamara surprised. For a moment the girl held her breath, feeling speechless.

"Now, this is the right time for us to print the next generation of the nation." Thoriq's whisper was right in Tsamara's ear. It made the girl feel a strange rumble and her chest instantly thumped.

It is true that Tsamara wants to get married soon. Having a husband and children who are cute and adorable, like any other couple.

Even from a long time ago, she had promised to devote all her soul and body to her husband. She will serve whatever her husband wishes well. Including the bed.

Although many people say, the first night will be very painful, but Tsamara is ready. He was also ready to carry out his duties.

But in fact, now that Thoriq had come to him, it was precisely the fear of pain that began to attack him.

Especially now that Thoriq's hand was still coiled in his stomach, it began to caress him gently. Tsamara closed her eyes, as she grew nervous about what would happen next.

"When do you want to have a child?" Thoriq.

"Em, why did you ask like that?" Lirih Tsamara opened her eyes, but did not dare to look at her husband.

"I'll fulfill my duty when you're really ready to have children."

"If I want another year or two to have children. Is my brother going to obey me?" Tsamara turned her body and looked at her husband.

"of course. Your comfort is more important. The fetus that grows in the belly of a good and happy mother, will certainly be happy."

"Well, brother can hold on for that long?"

"It can, but we sleep apart." Kekeh Thoriq's.

"I think it's okay, brother. Faster or a little slower, that's okay, too."

Thoriq smiled, then thanked me.