Love For Madinah Girl
Episode 69

Al was actually just a fad to tell his parents that Riany wanted to get married this weekend, because he knew Dad would refuse. A college degree above everything else. But his reaction was completely unexpected. Al grew suspicious that his father would take Fatimah as honey. He wanted to ask for support from his son.

Opa certainly can not hinder, because the sunnah of the Prophet has become a mask of his orgasm. If Dad's mask is good enough, raise Fatimah's degree. But the withered wonder was ignored. Widow ustadz Bashori there are four!

That day Mr. Haikal went straight to Abi Hamzah's house to discuss the sudden wedding plan. Not one bit was in Riany's mind when she got a call from her parents.

Riany thought Abi wanted to hold him accountable because he often left the group so he did not know about the death of Oma.

But Riany could not be frank if the desire to get married was just messing around for some reason. He was forced to explain that marriage was necessary when they visited each other's cities. There is no guarantee they can curb cravings. He feared that faith could not keep their homesick!

They can hit the rules that are fatal as a result! If lust was already in power, the Holy City could not prevent them!

"Marriage is the best way if you are afraid of getting caught up in sin" commented Abi Hamzah. "Ahmed will prepare everything."

Abi's decision makes Riany in a fog. On the one hand he is happy to be able to be with his girlfriend, but on the other hand there is a future at stake.

The news of the wedding had made a scene pesantren. Fortunately, it is not because of the world's disgrace. Working in the Holy City.

Which makes Riany keki, in the eyes of the crowd as if he could not stand because he asked for a quick marriage.

"Wear say to Dad," Riany grumbled as she walked to the Lamborghini parking lot. He deliberately prayed Dhuhur in the village mosque because he wanted to meet Al. "So it's complicated."

"Do we want to marry secretly? Can what?"

"I was actually just trying to test you in front of Ayesha."

"It means pass, right?"

"Should have talked to me first."

"I've spoken in Uhud."

"That's another."

"Other moods are decisions huh?"

"You think I'm a plan?" sambar Riany with a rather high tone. "We're both not ready."

"So gurgle anyway?"

"Ease."

"Keep the marriage so no?"

"So." So."

"There's no bridal room?"

"The abi disagreed. Because it is impossible after marriage we sleep in each other's houses."

"match it."

"That means we sleep together."

"Agreed."

"Absolute ass."

"Is it halal?"

"There's no first night."

"How's the story?"

"The story is that I slept on the bed, you on the couch."

"What do housewives say after the first night I didn't take a wet shower?"

"So think of the house, not think of our fate."

"Good name I'm in the house person."

"Good name to me too."

"You're hijab-wearing, don't look wet or not."

"Died in a wet shower what's the problem?"

"You want your husband to lie?"

"So you want the first night?"

"If I ask?"

"Your rights" said Riany slowly.

"Not heard."

"That's your right!"

"Why is that the question?"

"If I'm pregnant, what's the Lc title?"

"Bomatoes."

"You're my husband!"

"Because I'm your husband, there's a first night, a second night, a third night, dong-like?"

"Win alone."

"Do you think anyone can bear to sleep in one room with you?"

Riany quiet.

"Observe?"

"No."

"The sincere."

"Rubber." Behind the thin niqab Riany smiled contrivedly. "Ask how many times?"

"Because it's only one night, it's non-stop until dawn." Al smiled with satisfaction. Therefore, if you are jealous, don't be lazy. In Medina, he got his karma in the village. "The first night I want you to sleep in a kimono, just a kimono, like that day."

Riany scowling.

"Observe?"

"No."

"The sincere."

"Yes." Yeah."

Arriving at Lamborghini, Al presses the remote button unlocking the door. His eyes followed Riany who walked to the next door. "Barng me?"

"Your wife's candidate was told to walk?" flip Riany.

Rushing Al a detour opened the door for Riany. Then back again, open the driver's door, sit behind the steering wheel. Before turning on the engine, Al looked over. "I'm serious about kimono."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Certainly yes?"

"It's so awkward."

"Let's look at the bowls and the Arabic serabi."

Al runs Lamborghini slowly. Irma suddenly appeared blocking the path while moving both of her hands. "Stop. Stop."

Lamborghini halt. Irma immediately walked to the back, opened the door, sat down, closed again.

"Not a man has intercourse with a woman" said Irma, "unless the three are demons."

"Whose three?" ask Riany.

"Me" answered Irma spontaneously. "That means me...satan dong?"

Nidar came and entered. "Look for me to be left."

Irma smiled happily. "Thank God there's a fourth, fail to be the devil."

"Don't mess with verbally," reprimanded Al.

"Astaghfirullah."

"You don't need a companion anymore?" nidar Protest. "Not rhyme."

"Could have used the new change to know," sambar Al. "Open dong WA."

"Quota is up."

"Dibels are not lifted up."

"Silent."

"Keep my fault?"

"Rome of Umrah so often hirgas ya."

"It's as stooped as it is," said Irma.

"What's kebelet?" ask Riany.

Nidar laughed a little. "Marriage kebelet. Al the kebelet is even you who want to hurry."

"Wife must understand the state of the husband."

"Recarely this weekend?"

"Knew dong."

"Related in the bridal room carefully miss the plane. Hovering on Lc."

"Don't get to."

"Aamiin's."

"When do you guys know the ta'aruf?" ask Riany.

"It's started."

Riany looked at the surprise. "Not saying anything?"

"At the time he was busy preparing for a party, right? Where to open WA."

"Well, who's the escort?" cut Al. "The seat of the car. You're behind Irma."

"It's important to set the intention straight" said Riany. "That's your word, have you forgotten?"

"A lot of arguments."

"Whose teaching?"

Today they're gonna hit Ridwan at the police station. The case is protracted. The victim's family asked to be investigated thoroughly, while the police have not found enough evidence. Police have to increase the time of detention.

Lawyers could seek outside custody but Ridwan refused. It is better to associate with rotten-hearted people than to associate with good-hearted people. He feels more comfortable.

The police must be confused to throw Ridwan, Al thought bitterly, unless recklessly making him a scapegoat. Or the police are again looking for other evidence to break public opinion because of Al's confession.

The families of the victims of the romance do not know that the family members who died were robbers. But it is difficult to prove that only based on witness testimony from the suspect. Thought conspired.

Or do they actually know who the dead are? They want to cover up the disgrace to keep the family's good name? And there just happens to be a suspect!

Al doesn't want his friend to be a scapegoat.

Ridwan was enlightening some of the prisoners in the cell when they came to see him. He's very happy. From behind bars, he hugged Al and then Nidar.

"Why did you refuse Yudi's service?" ask Al. "Did you not appreciate me?"

"Just don't want to be troublesome."

"If I say accept, it means an order" Al said. "Your shine is so great, how dare you refuse my kindness?"

"The return of Umrah is not getting better, even the relapse of his old disease."

"For kebelet" said Nidar.

"Marriage kebelet?"

"Know anyway?"

"Viral in medsos."

"Don't switch the conversation, '" said Al.

"Yes. Ja. From this moment on I will not refuse any of your gifts if the edges become complicated."

Nidar handed the plastic bag to Ridwan. "Zam zam and date ajwa."

"From Saudi?"

"The time of the five-foot?"

"May we share with friends?"

"Whatever."

Ridwan called three prisoners and divided the souvenirs. They look very happy.

"Thank you, Teacher."

One by one they kissed his hands, when he was old, then returned to his place.

"So that name makes you feel at home inside?" al Sindir. "To the point of rejecting the lawyer's proposed option?"

"I feel peaceful living inside."

"You have to dare to face reality. The villagers need your patience, not despair."

"I'm not desperate."

"You're getting drowned inside. I need you outside."

"Make?"

"I don't like to talk in the bars. Sometimes it feels weird, me or you're stuck."

Ridwan knew there was a very secret mission that he would take. So he was ready to leave the prison on bail. Every morning I have to go to the police.

Santri-santri senior rejoiced to welcome his arrival. One by one, warm embrace. Ridwan cried. It turned out that there were still those who accepted his presence without looking at the past.

The past that made him get entangled in a weird problem!