IT WAS THE WIDOW'S FAULT
119. It's halal, baby

Asifa Kina has arrived at a five-star hotel that has been ordered by Fahmi. The newlyweds were welcomed by the five-star hotel staff.

"Welcome Miss Asifa, Mr. Fahmi, to our hotel. Let's take you to your room."A welcome from the hotel staff.

"Thank you." Say this new couple.

Asifa and Fahmi follow the hotel clerk who is carrying a suitcase belonging to both. Towards the elevator that will take them to the bridal room they ordered.

"Please this is your room, sir, Miss. I hope you're comfortable with the room."Said the hotel employee, opening the door.

"Thank you, let's love we're in."Take Fahmi to his wife, after thanking the hotel employee.

"Together Mr." The two of them immediately left the newlyweds.

After making sure his wife entered Fahmi immediately locked the door of his room. Then he hugged Asifa from behind, who was now looking at the decor of their room.

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The warm decade that Fahmi gave made his heart pounding even faster. Until Fahmi can feel the heartbeat of Asifa. Fahmi smiled happily, because his embrace could make Asifa thump.

"Like not to decorate our room?"asked Fahmi by giving a warm kiss on his wife's temple.

"Su-like mas," Asifa replied nervously.

"Alhamdulillah.., if not ask the hotel staff to change according to your choice dear." Fahmi said by turning his wife's body.

Asifa looked up to look at her husband's handsome face. Now the two look at each other. Asifa smiled gently before she spoke to her husband.

"Asifa likes gold, so there's no need to change it. Anti-subjection, money can be for others. What else God does not like very much with people who like to waste."Say Asifa with a gentle smile to her husband.

"alright. Unfortunately we have not prayed dzuhur, let's clean ourselves. Do you want to shower together?"asked Fahmi, hoping his wife would.

Getting the invitation Asifa widened, not a stranger to him. Both have experience in this. But he was still embarrassed if he accepted the invitation of his new husband. Asifa was sure that if Asifa wanted to definitely end up with a husband and wife scene that would happen between them. And there is not want to pray dzuhur prayer, but the worship of heaven in the world.

"Mas sure it's just a shower, not something else? It's nothing we've past the time of prayer dzuhur lo?"ask Asifa carefully.

"Eem doesn't promise. What else are we both fasting, if it happens we are also halal dear."Fahmi replied with a teasing smile to his wife.

As a wife has an obligation to remind the husband if it is wrong or wrong. It is even obligatory to rebuke her if her husband forgets, for it is his duty to worship the Lord of the Creator.

"Yes yes, forgive this khilaf. Thank you for reminding me when I am ready to enjoy the paradise of this world. All right then mas first who took a shower, then adek." Said Fahmi, smiling and rubbing Asifa's head. Then get a sweet peck on his wife's forehead before going to the bathroom.

"Yes, I'll get the clothes ready." She was picked up by her husband before disappearing behind the bathroom door.

Asifa walked over to Fahmi's suitcase, and opened it. Looks at the top of the prayer mat, cocoa clothes and sarongs. Asifa smiled looking at that, because she knew everything had been arranged according to their schedule. Then he took the prayer equipment, then he also took a plain blue navy t-shirt. In addition to the matching color shorts, do not forget the triangular fabric for the husband. It was in accordance with the arrangement of her husband in the suitcase.

Yes Fahmi has prepared all, in accordance with the desire to get out or stay in the room. Neatly arranged according to the color and style, it is like a model only.

Asifa put it on the sofa in the room. Then he looked for clothes for himself, in his suitcase. He picked up a light blue tunic shirt, then under his pants to match the flowers. Don't forget about his daleman, and his instant veil. The one inside, not the one to get out.

Not long after the bathroom door opened, Fahmi came out with a circular towel around the waist covering the pusher to the knees. Asifa smiled seeing her husband come out with a towel coiled around her waist. Looks sexy, even though Fahmi is not muscular. Because Fahmi is not a man who likes muscle-building sports.

"Same shower mas wait, we pray together ya." Fahmi's orders on his wife Asifa.

"Yes, I'll take a shower." Hurry in the bathroom. Since the dzuhur had already passed an hour, they had yet to carry it out. Not to forget he brought his change of clothes to the bathroom.

Fahmi smiled seeing the clothes for himself were ready two sets for relaxing and praying that had been prepared by him. He did not expect his wife without being told, already understood.

A few minutes later Asifa came out of the bathroom. With a smooth white face and natural beauty. Make Fahmi not blink, see the woman in front of him is like an angel who came down from heaven.

"Mas Istighfar, we still have to perform lo prayers." Tegur Asifa found her husband did not blink once. When he saw himself coming out of the bathroom, and until he was ready to use mukena.

"Astaghfirullah. Makes the mas unable to turn to look at the others. Well let's carry out our obligations, sorry because we are delayed.

Asifa simply nodded in response, then prepared at the prayer mat that her husband had prepared. No longer answer a word, because they do not want to delay their time of worship that is too late.

After the prayer is finished, Fahmi said a prayer to Allah SWT. For the integrity of the household they built.

"O Allah make this marriage my worship to you. Make us a couple who remind each other in worship. Give us your miracles, Lord, we want to have children. And make us a happy couple mawadah warahmah to your jannah. Rabbanaa aatinaa fid-dunyaa hasanatan wa fil-aakhirati hasanatan waqinaa ‘adzaaban-naar. Aamiin yes rabbal allamin."

After that Fahmi turned around and stretched out his hand to welcome his wife. With a sweet smile Asifa welcomed her husband's hand. She kissed her husband's hand long enough, then looked up at him with a happy smile.

Then Fahmi kissed his wife's forehead with love and affection. Then he looked at the beautiful and sweet face before him.

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