Immaculacy
Sparing partners

The sky began to blacken, even the wind as if it did not want to lose blowing hard. Making women who peek beside the window increasingly tighten their grip. The man who had been holding back the pain still gave his best smile. Sometimes he looks stroking the back of his wife's hand.

"Kumulonimbus!"

"No, it's an ordinary cloud cloud, if Kumulonimbus like that. soon we pass, adek handle mas ya, maybe this plane's gonna get in there and not come out again." Dzaki showed his sad face holding back seyum.

"Oh Allah, ma'am, what shall we do!" Mila panicked, her eyes had already blocked the water that would soon spill.

"If you know gini, we should have been from Surabaya by bus aja mas" he said again

"Darling, I was joking, if danger must have been given notice. We'll be here soon." Dzaki landed his thin lips on the top of his wife's head.

The journey ends after the plane lands perfectly.

"Let's ride!" take Dzaki with you after putting the suitcase in the trunk of the car

"Whose car is this, um? which driver?" Mila saw the license plate of her car, the plate was black, not a taxi, she said in her heart

"This is our car.." Dzaki opened the door.

Dzaki drove his car at moderate speed, leaving Abdurrahman Saleh Airport for his beloved home, this time he was not alone. There is already a wife who accompanies, now all the houses are no longer silent, there is already an angel.

Your place is my refuge

from my orgasm crime

My God approved that

made my wife's crank

you are.bidadari surgaku.

Their long journey is accompanied by the legendary song of the late ustadz Jefri al-bukhori.

*****

Before Ashar they had reached their destination. Mila got down and walked back to help her husband carry things.

The drizzle began to come down, as soon as they lowered their luggage.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Mila said entering the two-story house

"Wa'alaikumsalam, enter ma'am.., just consider your own home." replied Dzaki.

"Hopefully stay here, dear" said Dzaki locking the door

After cleansing themselves, they pray together. This is the first time Mila prayed with her husband. Because the rain is getting heavier, Dzaki does not pray to the mosque.

"We're eating out, or take a way on deck?"

"Take a way, ma'am."

Dzaki ordered some food, half an hour later the order arrived. Mila prepared it in the kitchen.

"Have a wife, want to eat!"

"Hm..." Mila quickly swallowed the rice in her mouth. A spoon of rice goes into the mouth and then pushed with water one glass.

"Shy, why? how to eat it like taking medicine."

"No papa, mama"

Dzaki saw his wife eating only white rice, fish and vegetables mixed into one were not touched at all.

"The fish don't eat, yank?"

"Sorry,mas.., Please look at it. Mila doesn't like catfish." Mila said very slowly

"Loh..., why not talk from earlier, yes have waited a moment." Dzaki washed his hands, opened the refrigerator and took two eggs.

He deftly cut onions and chili, then mix it into eggs that have been shaken off.

He would not let his wife help him.

It didn't take long, the omelet was ready to be eaten. Mila took the ketchup on the table.

"Thank you,mas. Sorry to bother."

"Don't thank me, there's nothing free here!" dzaki smirked looking at his wife

The face that was seen as red, she understood the meaning of the words and also the gaze of her husband.

*****

Disappointment mixed with sadness combined into one, this is the time the two sweet girls use it.

Spiritlessly she came out of the bathroom with a towel still wrapped around her hair. His eyes were looking for someone who usually waited in front of the door.

"Well...!" she took a breath, dumped the pregnancy test kit in the trash.

"If God thinks we deserve to be parents, it will definitely be two-striped" said Dzaki into the room. Mila who was still daydreaming looked at the trash can was a little surprised to hear the voice of her husband

It had been almost 3 months of their marriage age, yet there had been no signs for junior Dzaki.

Mila felt that what she had been afraid of all this time was right.

"Mas, I'm sorry...."

"There's nothing wrong dear, La Tahzan Innallaha ma ana."

"Let's go, the kampuanya kekapusnya" said Dzaki who was worried about letting his wife ride a motorcycle in this state

Mila is now studying at the University of Brawijaya, the lecture is not every day, because Mila only live to compile a thesis. At least a few days a week, even if there is a need to see a guidance counselor.

"Today Mila just want liqo' mas, don't you just come?" mila was lazy to leave

"Why not come, rather than at home alone, better just study. Meet friends, there are benefits again!, just the inter ya."

"Yes already, yes. Mila kekampus, but take a motorcycle, later Mila will stop by first to the supermarket buy handbody"

Dzaki relented, because in fact he also had to be immediately kampus because there was a final semester exam, and also picked up Ummi Ana at the airport.

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Shady trees that look tall towering with a tree trunk that is unusually large, causing a spooky impression.

Mila stopped her motorbike, looking at the unusual sight in front of her.

The woman was forced out of the car by two men with large bodies dressed as disinetrons. The woman cried after being pushed by one of the thugs, the woman was pushed to hit the car door.

Mila who saw it could not bear to just stand still to see the oppression.

"Hey! You've got no shame, how dare you be a girl!" mila is still on his bike

"Wow, there's one more victim!" say one thug

"You're following along, here hand over your valuables too!" sergeant thugs the other, with a very thick Medan accent

Mila wrinkled her eyebrows, the Medan man apparently muttered.

"Heh.bikin be ashamed of you, if you want to have money to work la you, do not want to take someone's. How dare women. Basic Bencong!" mila said furious.

The sturdy thug was surprised to hear the heroic female accent.

"Find your illness!" said the thug, raising his firm hand towards Mila

As fast as lightning Mila pulled the thug's hand and turned it back, a locking technique. Then pushing him forward, the thug fell down.

Seeing his friend sleep paved, one more thug also attacked.

Aww. screams female victim thugs earlier. Mila spontaneously turned to the direction of the voice, the bottom of the woman's robe was covered in blood.

Bug.., a raw bogem landed on the shoulder of Mila's right cheek. The tip of his lips spit out a little blood, he grimaced with the pain.

Mila replied blindly, all the techniques he learned first in practice again, consider this sparing. A little ordinary. Arae Ap Chagi, right on target, made the opponent stiff helpless. While screaming Mila asked for help from residents around or who crossed the silent road.

The two thugs ran away after feeling overwhelmed by the women's bar-bar and saw several cars coming to a halt.

"Basan bencong!, don't go back to Medan, make you ashamed!" mila screams at two battered thugs

Mila ran to the crying woman holding her stomach.

"Why is he bleeding?" Mila held the woman, made sure there were no puncture wounds.

A few people got out of the car,

The woman looks weaker, though,

"Please call my husband..," he said, pointing to his bag held by Mila.

"Sir, please take this mba to the hospital!" said Mila panicked, still opening the bag belonging to the woman who is currently in her lap.

"Wear the password anyway, manala knows me!" said Mila.

Mila and some of the people who came to help bring the woman to the nearest hospital. One of them called the police.

*****

The clock shows 19:30

The man who is not thin anymore did not stop calling,

The number you are calling is inactive

The middle-aged woman who was sitting in the chair was no less worried.

Deeert.

Dzaki's phone is vibrating, there's a phone call with a new number

"Hello, mas.., this is adek!"

"Alhamdulillah..,where is it?"

"At the hospital, ma'am."

"Why?"

"The story is long, can mas jeput adek? Mila's at RSUB."

"Okay, I'm there. Wait, you're not going anywhere."

Dzaki snatched his car keys, rushed to pick up his wife.

"Yes Allah .. protect the wife of the servant"

At the hospital,

Mila gave the HP he borrowed his ownership.

"Thank you sir."

"I'm the one who should thank you, Mila's son for helping my son."

"Mba ..., sincere yes, sorry I can not do anything" said Mila holding the hand of the woman who had almost fainted in her lap.

The woman had bleeding, her fetus could not be saved due to the impact she had experienced earlier.

"I'm sorry, my husband is on his way here, this is my phone number sir. Who knows if the police will need my testimony." Mila gave me a piece of paper containing her hape number.

The police have indeed explored the case of this robbery, not just once this incident occurred, has been very disturbing residents. No need to wait a long time, the two thugs who had been battered first, managed to be secured. And now he is enjoying the throbbing of his dipping in a holding cell.

This woman is not a weak creature. He's just giving in, but don't try to make him angry.