LAMHA AND MR. EL
Only mine

The cup!

"Thank you" said Mr. El with a breath of breath after finishing sowing his eggplant seeds in the direction of Lamha. But the one who was spoken to was silent without replying.

"Why? am I doing it too rough?" ask Mr. El. Lamha was silent and did not intend to respond and answer her husband's words. His heart ached and felt Mr. El just make it as a nafs*nya satisfied only.

"Why did you do this? if it continues like this I can get pregnant" Lamha replied in a trembling voice.

"What if you're pregnant? don't you want to contain my seed?" ask Mr. El who has now changed position to sit.

"I don't want to, especially soon we will get a divorce" Lamha said.

"Who said we're getting a divorce. Until I die, I won't divorce you!" answer to Mr. El.

"But you're going to marry that woman, aren't you? and that means we'll be separated soon." replied Lamha.

"I'll marry her without divorcing you!" said Mr. El.

"What does master mean? you mean you'll have a wife of two? polygamy?" asked Lamha who was now sitting on the side of the bed while holding a blanket that covered her innocent body.

"Yes!" replied Mr. El while casting his gaze in the other direction.

"I don't want to be combined! if Mr. El wants to marry her, please let me go!" pinta Lamha's.

"Don't hope!" said Mr. El.

"Why are you so selfish! you are too greedy sir! what's wrong with letting me go! is there no love between us? it is easy to get divorced. And as for baby A, you take it easy. I will continue to take care of her and be her nanny until she grows up" Lamha said.

"Among us there is no love, but I never let go of what is mine!" said Mr. El.

"And I'll sue you in court!" lamha said firmly.

"Why are you so stubborn, huh!!? what my lack. I've given you a born and inner living. All your needs I'll suffice! what more do you look for in a man!" jolt Mr. El who began to be careless heard the word divorce and separation.

"Not everything can be judged by Mr. El's money. You are wrong to judge me as such a woman. The household was pursued by Sakinah, mawaddah and warohmah. It is not just a matter of lust and material satisfaction. Marriage complements each other, understands each other and invites each other into kindness. Not just thinking about*** and money!" lamha said with teary eyes.

"For the sake of God, Mr. El, if you marry again, I am not ridho' and do not sincerely share the body of the husband with other women. I am not sincere! and don't ever touch me again! do not you think, only you are not willing what is yours to belong to another man. Nor would you like it, sir! I don't want you to have another woman! as long as you're still my husband, you're just mine.!" lamha said with excitement. Lamha did not know his words just now made a subtle sigh in the heart of Lord El. Instantly her heart warms and flowers when Lamha says she is not willing if she is owned by another woman.

"This body, this and this" pointed Lamha to the chest, cheeks and lips of Lord El.

"Mine, only I am entitled! other women have no right!" said Lamha who was not aware of what he said.

"really? what does that mean to you.." Mr. El did not continue his words and chose to look at Lamha with a loving gaze. Looking at Mr. El's strange smile, Lamha regained her senses.

"Lamha excuse me to go to the toilet first" Lamha said as she turned around to go to the toilet.

"Where are you going?" asked Mr. El who managed to hold Lamha and bring her back his embrace.

"Lamha kebelet mas." Lamha lied.

"Yes, you were! mister!" god, Mr. El.

"Oh yes sir, Lamha kebelet." said Lamha.

"What offer can you make if I don't get married to Mia?" whispered Mr. El.

"What did master say?" lamha asked pretending not to understand.

"Don't you want me to be owned by another woman? this body is only yours, isn't it?" god, Mr. El.

"Eh that..."

"Lamha wants to pray ashar" said Lamha while releasing the hand of Mr. El who coiled his stomach.

"Do you have clothes? any mucenya?" ask Mr. El.

"Nothing" Lamha replied spontaneously.

"Mas El please order clothes or ask El mas men to deliver Lamha clothes." pinta Lamha.

"You're telling me?" ask Mr. El.

"No, ask for help" Lamha said.

"Just the same. But all right, I ordered. But not gnawing!" he said with a meaningful smile.

"Eh," Lamha was shocked as her body floated in the air as Mr. El carried her bridal style.

"One more time under the shower" whispered Mr. El who immediately made Lamha goosebumps.

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