Hijrah Love Casanova
No Matter Who's Ex Hugs.

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...HAPPY READING'S......

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The night changed in the morning. Zayn was cleaning his body in the bathroom. Fira again prepared clothes for her husband.

This morning after we had done the morning prayers. The couple does their own work.

Zayn went to work out and Fira opted into the kitchen making fried rice for their breakfast this morning. As soon as they were done, the two of them took turns bathing because Fira had morning classes and Zayn had meetings.

Last night after dinner the two were full of laughs. Shafira accompanied her husband to complete the company work.

When Fira was sleepy. Zayn told his wife to sleep on his thighs. There is no rebuttal, Fira who knows that lying on the lap of the husband can abort sin. Of course I am happy to do it.

As if to understand, Zayn worked with one hand and one hand he used to stroke the head of his wife who did not wear the hijab.

Yes, if you are in the room again. Fira never wears the hijab again. He only wears a nightgown after a long stretch of his long hair is broken. So Zayn was always stunned to see the natural beauty of his wife.

Kleeek!

"Darling, where's my shirt?" asked Zayn who had come out of the bathroom wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. However, Fira very rarely saw her husband's torn bread. If not by chance.

As it is now Fira again avoids by checking her college books. Zayn, who knew his wife was ashamed, did not say much or judge her.

"There's on the table, Mom. I forgot to move it to a normal place" Fira replied without turning her head.

"Yes, it's there, '" Zayn immediately put on his clothes. Then continue combing her hair and wearing her fancy watch. But if it's his turn to tie he'll ask Fira for help.

"Mas is ready," Fira, who knows that Zayn has been wearing clothes, stands up from the sofa and walks over to her husband. Nobody said anything. Fira immediately took over the tie from Zayn's hand and put it on the man's neck.

"It's so beautiful how lucky I am to have it. Fira closed her aura for me. So that neither me nor his father will have sin. And I'm really grateful that I'm the only one who can see the beauty of her body."

Zayn muttered in his heart as he looked at Fira who was putting a tie on him. The distance between them is only a few inches. However, Zayn could only swallow his Saliva because in order to enjoy his wife's ranum lips, he had yet to dare.

"It's over," exclaimed Fira smiling. But Zayn was like a mechanical statue that stood with a look on his wife's face.

"Mas" the girl flicked her hand in front of Zayn's face. So that makes the former Casanova immediately realized.

"Agh, yeah, what's up, baby?"

"What's the big deal? Is she not feeling well?"

"No! I'm fine" Zayn replied quickly. "Fira.." The call was slow and still in the same position.

"Yes, Mas. What's up?" fira's shorter body looked up at her husband.

"Can I kiss your forehead? Eum. but if you be--"

"Do it, I don't matter" interrupted Fira quickly. Even though his heart was pounding like he had run away.

Zayn who also felt no reason just kissed Fira's forehead at a glance. Yeah, just a quick glance because somehow to kiss his own wife he was so nervous.

Though previously he was used to hug, kiss lips and even fuck his paid woman.

"Thank you" said the young man after peeping Fira's forehead. Actually it was from last night when moving Fira up to the bed to do it. However, Zayn paused for not taking the opportunity while his wife was sleeping.

"Huem, yes," replied Fira shyly with a red hue on her face. "Let's go downstairs, have breakfast and after we leave," Fira took them away.

Then he took his college bag. And so did Zayn. The young man also took his briefcase and his suit. Arriving under them breakfast and not much to say. After Zayn finished waiting in front and Fira washed the dishes of their used breakfast.

"Mas, come on," Fira who had finished taking her husband away.

Now Fira is also forbidden to open the car door alone because Zayn will serve his wife lovingly. Both when riding in the car and when descending.

Only about twenty minutes less. Zayn's luxury car has entered the campus grounds. However, so until Zayn holds Fira's hand and she puts an ATM card on behalf of Shafira Sakina Mecca.

"Mas, this is a make--- card"

"This is for you, buy whatever you want. I'm sorry that Mas hurt you by giving you only a million for a week" Zayn said.

"Mas, I never demanded to be given more money, because I---"

"Fira, Mas knows that. But you accepted, yes. The sandinya is our wedding date. Mas knows you don't need him, but Mas is your husband. As long as we're married Mas has never given you anything but suffering," Zayn again interjected fearing Fira had spoken again.

"If I refuse him, Mas Zayn must be disappointed. But I really don't need much money because I just want Mas Zayn as he is now. Always love me because of God, not because of lust." Shafira murmured in her heart.

"All right, thank you. Later I will shop for our needs," the girl received the card for not wanting to hurt her husband's feelings.

"Buy all your needs too. Later Mas will call Mr. Rudi to pick you up because Mas came home in the afternoon, so we can't go home together,"

"Yes, please don't forget to have lunch on time" after saying goodbye. Fira gets out of the car and forbids Zayn from opening the car door for him.

However, after the departure of her husband and Fira want to walk into the campus. Someone's blocking his wrist.

"Shafira, I want to talk to you. Come with me to the front cafe. There's something I want to tell you about your husband," said Raisa, who had been waiting since morning for Fira's arrival.

"You-you-"

"Yes, I was the one who met Zayn yesterday afternoon. Come with me. I'm not gonna hurt you, so don't be afraid," before Fira replies Raisa's already pulling her hand towards the cafe across campus. Fortunately it is still quiet. Not many people saw them both.

"What's wrong? Why are you so pushy about bringing me here?" fira asked as soon as the two of them were already sitting inside the cafe.

"Are you really Zayn's wife?"

"Yes, right. What's wrong?" fira answered back asking.

"Do you know that I'm her ex-boyfriend whom she used to love so much. And do you have any idea what Zayn did before he married you?" ask Raisa directly close the point.

"No, I don't know. What's wrong?"

"Haa. ha. I was expecting it, because if you knew what he was like. It's certain that you won't want to be the wife of a sinner like her, "the laughter of Raisa being happy because the plan to destroy Zayn and Fira's relationship will definitely work.

Before Fira asked, Raisa immediately told her. That is about what he was in a relationship with Zayn first and also Zayn who is Casanova.

However, Zayn's story and story last night were very different. Raisa did not say what caused them to break up.

"If you don't believe that she's a womanizer, then come to the nightlife on this street. You ask the owner of the bar. Everyone knows Zayn very well, because he does not hesitate to spend tens of millions just to be satisfied for one night," said Raisa handed over the paper she had written.

Hearing her Shafira gave a small smile before answering her husband's ex-lover's question.

"Before, I wanted to thank you, because you took the trouble to come to my college just to expose my husband's disgrace," Fira replied pausing before returning to speak.

"No matter whose ex-hugs. No matter how bad his past was. No matter how long you've been with her. It doesn't matter what memories you have, and I don't care what stories you've put together while still together. However, the most important thing now is that he is mine and is willing to move with me, to the path to Allah's paradise,"

Upon hearing Shafira's reply, Raisa immediately stood up from her seat, full of emotion. Similarly, Fira Jiga stood up because she did not have much time. Raisa is angry because it turns out Fira's response to her plan is completely opposite.

"Whatchu mean? So you still want to live with him? Why don't you just leave a sinful man like him?" raisa's exclaim with amar overflowing.

"Does Miss want me to leave my husband. Then you'll live with him?" Fira smiled mockingly as she already knew what Raisa was planning.

"Suck!" The annoyed Raisa immediately raised her hand about to slap Fira. But there was a man who caught his hand.

"If you dare to touch Fira, then I swear I will break your hand," the hardened man with his sharp gaze.

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