It's not my fault for taking your wife
BSMI 63's

“Giany ... Giany ..”

Giany's eyelids slowly opened when he heard a soft voice calling his name. He woke up with a surprised face and reflexes rose up in a sitting position. Before finally exhaling a long breath while rubbing his eyelids a few times with a finger.

Allan laughed with anxiety. It seems that his wife forgot that she had been married by Allan, so surprised when she just woke up and found Allan by his side.

“Ma-af, Yes. A-da what?” While glancing clockwise at the wall. Time shows at two in the morning. Hah, what would Allan wake her up at such an hour? Highlight Giany's eyes were full of question marks and quite agitated.

Allan smiled as she tidied up the hair boy around Giany's face, tucking him behind his ear. “This is the first night we got married. Worship with yuk!” take him gently.

Giany's mouth opened unconsciously. I don't know why his body suddenly trembled. He was immersed in his own thoughts, about what Allan meant by worship on the first night they were married.

“I-worship?” The question escaped just like that representing his surprise.

“Iya. It's the last third of the night. Best time for night worship.”

Giany's heart rhythm is getting worse. His hand squeezed the bedsheet tightly, like he had lost half his mind. Only the sentence of night worship that was spoken from Allan's lips was digested by his brain. “Night containers?” he said almost.

Allan chuckles even more and more with Giany's behavior. It seemed like he caught up well to what was on his mind. “Shalat night together, Giany ... What kind of night do you think I'm having?” He ruffled Giany's hair in a fit of anxiety, then with a small laugh climbed out of bed and into the bathroom.

Giany was breathing in an unlucky breath that suddenly hunted. Not doing any heavy activity. Apparently the shame is also able to make the lungs deflated. Is this what you call the first night of marriage?

A few minutes passed. Allan out of the bathroom. Giany immediately looked down when he realized - - with no idea how embarrassed he was so fixated on staring at Allan's body which was only covered by a towel that was coiled around the waist. Showing her sexy body. And his face turned red as his normal human brain thought of the thing behind the towel.

Allan opened the closet, took out a white cocoa shirt and a matching colored glove with a checkered motif. He glanced at Giany who was still staring at the bed while hugging the blanket.

“Ah, i-yes, Mas!” reply gurgling. Then get out of bed. Grabbing his bathrobe that hangs in the corner of the room and quickly getting into the bathroom.

A few minutes later. Giany came out firmly grasping the bathrobe at the chest, as if afraid if it was open. The woman went to the closet and picked out the clothes. I don't know why his instincts seem to whisper to wear colored clothes in line with the husband. So the choice fell on a white robe made of soft cotton. Mom Dini, the in-laws prepared everything well. Giany is really lucky.

“Giany ... It's the face.” Allan put the bag on the table. Giany glanced at that thing. He remembered it was the dowry Allan had given him.

“There is no light responsibility when a husband gives dowry a set of prayer tools to his wife. He should be able to lead his wife to carry out the duty of worship. You will, live it with me starting tonight. Let's both learn.”

Giany stared at Allan's face. His heart trembled just by hearing that sentence. And without saying immediately wear it.

Standing behind Allan as a makmum, this was his first worship with the man who had been a priest in his life. The melodious voice of Allan reciting each verse was soothing to his tribe. Very peaceful. He didn't want this moment to pass so quickly.

Giany raised his head, staring at Allan's upright back shortly after the man said the salutation the evening service was over. Can Giany be happy tonight for the first time?

The tears she endured in each prostration flowed profusely as her lips touched the back of her husband's hand. Is this really marriage? Is this happy ? Giany doesn't know the answer. Because her first husband, Desta, only gave her pain and disappointment. And now, Allan has shown a sense of warmth and protection in a marriage. Things he never got before.

Hearing Giany's sobs, the man hugged him. Occasionally give a kiss at the top of the head that is now leaning on his chest. Her crying slowly subsided and changed into a hiccuping sound. He rubbed the woman's back gently.

The first thing I will teach you is the affection that will grow through worship together.Slowly, I will show you the true love in every relationship.

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