Love For Madinah Girl
Episode 105's

What a night of grace with the majesty of his wife. But Al doesn't think tonight is a victory night for him.

Men do not need permission to take honey. Will is the main key.

Riany once said that if one were to be cheated, then Lin Wei would be a reward field for him. Ayesha is not the expected honey.

Then why was he suddenly the first choice?

The calamity that befell the girl would have made Riany's heart collapse. She wants to restore her confidence by sharing a husband.

It was a late decision to spoil the husband.

Al did not take Riany's choice seriously. If he wants, he just needs to hear his heart.

It is wrong to choose honey because it suits the taste of the wife, unless the number wants to continue to increase to the permissible limit.

Choosing a second wife is to cover the shortcomings of the first wife, and it is only felt by the husband who receives treatment every day.

Orgasm is not a reason to take honey.

"My husband doesn't seem happy with my gift?" riany commented while watching Al who was silently contemplating on the side of the bed. "Isn't this the decision you've been waiting for?"

Al smiled faintly. "Males don't need permission to remarry. So what's worth making me happy?"

"For household harmony, then you need my permission."

"just simple. Do not take honey if you feel disharmonious. You look stupid in the eyes of your people by giving your blessing."

"Women don't need to be smart to find heaven. Simply obey your husband as long as he does not deviate from religion. Unless I want to look great on earth, but very weak in the sky."

Not many wives like you, Inner Al amazed. Civilization has made the paradigm shift, so that not a few are confined in the worldly circle.

Many women are famous on earth but not popular in the sky.

It all depends on the choice, and it is not to be debated.

"What made you ask me to justify Ayesha?" ask Al.

"Aisyah became paralyzed not separated from my husband's hand. You want to take responsibility by treating it until it heals indefinitely cost and time. Why not take the most important responsibility?"

"So you think making Ayesha a reality is the most important responsibility?"

"He needs a suitable man to build up his collapsed confidence. She's already lost a mother who understands a lot about herself."

"Why do you think about it now with you? Why not give me a chance when my heart is at a crossroads in the Holy City?"

"Dear needs you now."

"You are wrong if you want to pity Aisyah by sharing a husband. Then you don't know Aisha yet."

"His love is only for you."

"His love now is just his night prostration."

"I'm sure Aisha accepts being second if you have a little love for her."

"I'm not sure there's love for him. I'm not a husband who's willing to take honey at the wife's request, I'm taking honey because I need it."

Riany looked at him quite piercingly. "Who do you really love? A wulandari? Lin Wei's? Pamela? Or Vidya?"

"Don't ask me about love, because there's no history of a husband marrying for love. So a husband can marry not for love."

"I can't have a man like you."

"Because I have a trillion treasures?"

"Because I want to prevent you from cheating."

"So you doubt my loyalty?"

"I doubt women can survive if you come."

"I want to be honest with you."

"Have to be honest with each other."

"This second gift is the worst gift in my birthday history. So don't talk about it anymore."

Al got up from the bed, then said. "I want to make a proposal for the thesis title. I'm asking for green tea, or is the mbok making it?"

Riany pouted spoiled. "Cong you say that? I can make green tea!"

"I want to keep your feelings, don't feel like a waiter."

"Serving my husband is my job, not the servant's."

"My lucky steps." Al kissed his wife's forehead. "Thanks, baby. Keep it up until our old age."

Al went outside the room and walked to the back to meet Mbok Narti, the inner servant.

Oma sells this house to people who are very slick to maintain cleanliness and beauty, so there is no change when Opa bought it back, even though it has been decades. The house is getting higher in artistic value.

Mbok Narti is cleaning up the kitchen.

Al asked, "Wulandari has sent her laptop, Mbok?"

"Already, sir," replied Mbok Narti. "I put it in the den."

"When did he send it?" al asked, not hearing the bell.

"When you're in the room."

Al smile. "I know. The bell should be heard so as not to install the installation in the room."

"Well, it sounds, sir."

"Yes, the important thing is that Mbok heard."

Perhaps they are again immersed in the ferocious ocean of love so that all that is heard is the roar of romance.

"Oh yes, sir," said Mbok Narti. "I put it on top of the laptop."

Al looked not understanding. "Scottage?"

"Say Ndoro Wulan to open the laptop."

"Oh, password." Al smiled amusedly. "Kok could be a conspiracy, Mbok?"

Al borrows Wulandari's laptop because his new laptop was damaged in an accident, while the old laptop is in the dormitory.

Al entered a room with an antique and unique interior. This room is Opa's private workspace when pursuing a career as an entrepreneur.

Al saw on top of the laptop there was a piece of paper. He sat on the old teak chair and took the paper, saying: My love103001.

That number is Al's birthday. For each access, Wulandari uses that password. He had already warned about the dangers of using the same password.

"It's not dangerous if I lose you" that's why.

Wulandari is a blue-blooded girl with a modern outlook, but in an orthodox love-minded affair.

He believes that Al is his soul mate. Started a game at the breakup of High School. They are looking for a life partner with blindfolded eyes. Wulandari hopes to meet Al and turns out to be right. So simple she chose her husband.

Al immediately tore the paper and threw it into the trash. He did not want Riany to read his writing and long-tail with questions that make dizzy head.

There was a question hanging in his heart.

Riany has made an extraordinary decision tonight, which she says is not reasonable given their marriage is only a few weeks old.

Of course there is an unusual reason that makes him take a decision that invites mommy pas now.

Did Aisyah open Oma's will in front of Riany, which was hidden from her, so she took an extreme decision? What's the contents of his will? Is there a connection with the inheritance of the Simbah great-grandfather?

Riany was willing to sacrifice for the treasure of seven hundred billion!

Oma seems unlikely to include the requirement of honey in his will. He died for honey!

Al must immediately see lawyer Simbah great-grandfather to close his curiosity. After submitting the proposal submission of the thesis title to the department secretariat, he will stop by the lawyer's office.

Riany came carrying green tea with wet hair after taking a junub bath. Drink cups placed on the table.

"Hair dryer broken?" ask Al. "Why isn't the hair drained?"

"What do you make dry? You're done with work, I'm taking a wet shower again!"

Riany sat on the arm of the chair as her hands coiled to her husband's neck. "Not done yet, beb?"

"How's it done with your hands like this?"

"Too friendly huh?"

"Too fast! My neck's suffocating!"

Riany loosened her embrace. "Let's see it from above, baby. Who knows, we can help."

Riany moved the wireless mouse, and stopped at the thesis title point. She smiles. "The thesis commission team like to choose the last point deh, must be exciting when presenting the title."

Al saw the third point. He was shocked to read the results of his typing: Polytechnic and Polygamy Relations in Relation to the Exploitation of Earth Energy.

Al can't say anything!

Riany dyed her husband's hair with affection. "Sorry, baby. My gift makes you upset. It is up to you to justify Aisha or not. I only have one."

"What?"

"Don't leave me."