Hazimah and Aqlan
Admires

"But I am confused where you and Gus Aqlan are acquaintances, there have never been rumors of Gus Aqlan with any woman including you. And you also just the first time it will appear in the public.?

Zimah nodded slowly, he had guessed for sure this would be a question anyone who knew of their marriage.

Zimah chuckled gracefully.

"It turns out that the new Ais update is also about me and Aqlan" said Zimah to make Ning Ais chuckle slowly

"If I'm curious, young but already have my own business, continue to never appear in public."

Both of them chuckled

"If gus Aqlan we've known since childhood, he used to always come to my grandfather's cottage, but after adulthood we never met again, and I used to see him on social media, he said, I wonder why he never showed his identity as kiyai's son."

"But if you remember from a long time ago Aqlan gus always tawadhu' never brag about its origin, Aqlan gus is handsome as well as smart, always mingle with santri-santri."

Aisyah continued to tell about Aqlan without seeing Zimah who was silent.

"It's only natural that many women admire him."

"Including the Ais ning as well?" guess Zimah is on target

Aisyah involuntarily nodded, and fell silent after noticing her behavior, turning her head to the side looking at Zimah who was staring fixedly.

"Honey, I'm looking for where it turns out to be here."

Aisyah was surprised to hear her familiar voice.

Zimah turned her head back to look at Aqlan who had been out since when standing behind her.

Aqlan looked at his wife without ignoring the woman who was sitting next to his wife who had been staring at him.

"Sorry, I talked to Ais first"

Aqlan nodded without intending to look at Aisyah.

"Later tonight I'll take you on the road"

"Where's mas?"

"Secret dong" Aqlan rattled his wife's hair in pasmina's layer while chuckling making Zimah pout.

Feeling neglected Aisyah changed her gaze from the man who almost became her husband. Maybe?.

"Ning, I'm going in first."

Aisyah nodded.

Zimah looked at Aisyah who occasionally stole a glance at her husband then looked back at him. Zimah stared fixedly at Aisyah's eyes, splashing eyes right like.? I don't know if it's hard to be clear. Zimah breathed out all his negative thoughts.

"Yuk in." Aqlan clasped his wife's hands.

Zimah nodded and followed in her husband's footsteps, occasionally turning her head back and looking at Aisyah who was staring at him and Aqlan, but hurriedly switching her gaze, because Zimah found out.

Zimah kept thinking about Aisyah's gaze looking at her and her husband with different views.

𝐾𝑙𝑖𝑘

The two of them entered the room and immediately closed the door.

"Are you okay?" Aqlan suddenly asked Zimah and held both of her wives shoulders.

"I why?" asked Zimah in surprise

"So I heard your talk and ning Ais"

Zimah silently looked at her husband

"Definitely happy mas admired ning Ais" said Zimah cuek

"Ning Ais is beautiful again."

Aqlan chuckled at the face of his wife's jutek

"Kok laughing anyway, mas must be happy right in praise of beautiful girls and sholehah.?"

Aqlan nodded

"No, happy at the praises of the Ais."

"Ning Ais knows about the mas."

Zimah continued to complain about her teasing, let alone seeing Aqlan who continued to laugh.

"But I never regretted my marriage with Zimah, even though Ning Ais knew me first than Zimah, but Zimah will not let go of me." her words were possessive while looking at Aqlan's anger, but it looked cute in Aqlan's eyes.

Aqlan chuckled while pinching the tip of his wife's nose.

"You know when you're angry it's cute"

Zimah looked at her husband's response.

"I'm serious, man."

"You are serious, dear."

𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘩

Suddenly Zimah's face red

Again Aqlan chuckled at the behavior of his wife who hid the face behind the palm.

Aqlan slowly decreased her wife's hand, and seeing her wife's still blushing face, Aqlan smiled as she stroked both Zimah's cheeks with both of her hands that looked big on Zimah's cheeks.

"Mas very happy if admired and praised by beautiful girls also sholehah. If it's you."

Aqlan stroked his wife's cheeks and opened the veil that his wife was wearing.

Zimah only silently received the sweet treatment of Aqlan, even though her heart was pounding.

"If you say you don't want to take off, you really don't want to let go of you."

Zimah chuckled at her husband's last words that sounded better.

Aqlan smiled at her wife who always looked beautiful, let alone was chuckling like this.

"He was very good at knowing mas, but you first occupy the heart of mas.

Aqlan carried Zimah's hand to her chest that felt a tight throb in Zimah's hand, Zimah looking right in her husband's eyes.

"The first time we met when you helped a mother and her child, and you were so young."

𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒏:

"𝘈𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘪𝘣𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘴?" 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘵

"𝘋𝘪𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘬, 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘬𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯." 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘣𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘶

𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘰𝘬 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘮𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘩𝘶𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘣𝘶 𝘯𝘺𝘢

"𝘐𝘣𝘶 𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘶 𝘺𝘢, 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘶."

𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘱𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘫𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘩 𝘣𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘯𝘺𝘢.

𝘚𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩, 𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪 𝘪𝘣𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘶𝘥𝘶𝘬 𝘥𝘪 𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘪 𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘶.

"𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘶'𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘶𝘮"

"𝘞𝘢'𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘶𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮, 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘬?" 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘪𝘣𝘶 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘱 𝘱𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘥𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘳.

"𝘉𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘩 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘥𝘶𝘬 𝘣𝘶?"

"𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘩𝘬𝘢𝘯."

𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘥𝘶𝘬 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘣𝘶 𝘪𝘵𝘶, 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘫𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘪.

"𝘚𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘶"

𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪

"𝘐𝘯𝘪 𝘣𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘪, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘣𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘪𝘣𝘶, 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘶 𝘨𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯."

𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘶𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘩 𝘪𝘣𝘶 𝘭𝘢𝘭𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘤𝘢𝘱 𝘴𝘺𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘳

"𝘒𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘬 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘪𝘫𝘢𝘣 𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘪?"

𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨

"𝘈𝘬𝘩𝘪𝘳 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢" 𝘶𝘤𝘢𝘱 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘧𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯.

"𝘐𝘯𝘪 𝘣𝘶, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘺𝘢" 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘩 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘯𝘢𝘧𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘱𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯.

"𝘛𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘬"

𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘶𝘬 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘯

"𝘌𝘩?, 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨" 𝘶𝘫𝘢𝘳 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘬 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘢𝘩 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘴-𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘯.

𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘪𝘭𝘣𝘢𝘣 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯.

𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘩 𝘥𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘢𝘩 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩.

𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇𝒇:

"Hehehhehe, so that's mas?"

Aqlan nodded

"That's the last day in Indonesia, because after his education in cairo."

Zimah nodded

"But I didn't expect after coming home from cairo I could see you again, even from afar and you didn't realize."

"Until you dare to come to you, at the big mosque in Jakarta. I believe our meeting was God's answer to do'a-do'a mas all along."

"What's mas do'a?"

"Before meeting you, you always pray to ask God for a partner, but do not mention names. But after our first meeting in the waiting chair, I somehow wanted to say your name."

Zimah smiled haru, not expecting his do'a to be together.

"Ohya, you just said that ning Ais knows about mas right"

Zimah nodded

"But there's something about you that nobody knows"

Aqlan smiled sweetly making Zimah wonder

"What?"

Aqlan advanced her face closer with almost their noses touching.

"It."

Aqlan kissed the entire face of the wife in turn while hugging tightly, making Zimah surprised to get a surprise attack

"This is the name of the nyosor" said Zimah pouting after Aqlan away from her face but still hugging Zimah's waist.

"Yes, but it's just you"

Zimah immediately sank her face in the chest of her husband's field because of embarrassment.

Aqlan chuckled in Zimah's arms, and placed his chin on his head.