Love For Madinah Girl
Episode 77's

At the wedding of Riany and Al, the village community poured over the pesantren mosque, the Islamic music scene filled the event completed the marriage contract.

Residents flock to congratulate the bride and groom, and eat the dishes available, mingling with the citizens of the pesantren.

They have forgotten the differences that have occurred, and avoided the topics that might lead them to division.

The marriage of Al and Riany is a symbol of peace between the villagers and the modern pesantren. Al has exemplified by not using qunut when he was an imam of Subuh in the pesantren mosque and using qunut in the village mosque.

Riany's invitation to Al's college friends backfired a little.

There were no disappointed shadows on Aisyah's face, Wulandari, let alone Lin Wei. They laughed cheerfully while enjoying the dishes at a separate table. Riany could already guess what they were talking about. He did not get off the stage because guests queued long to congratulate him.

"That means it's your turn, Ay," said Lin Wei. "Don't be long, I'm going to get old. I'm the fourth."

"Makanya help me melt Al's heart" said Aisyah. "I don't like being forced."

"Seek dong with your God. Your Lord will allow four."

"That's business later," Wulandari cut. "What's important now is that we give the first wife a chance to be happy."

"Rubber," said Lin Wei. "Then I give you a check for a honeymoon to my ancestral country."

"I give Umrah gift," said Aisyah, then she turned to Wulandari. "What do you love?" 

"Near by, Lombok."

Ahead of the Maghrib reception was closed. But Al kept opening himself to receive one or two people who were late because there was a need, while inviting them to pray Maghrib in the pesantren mosque.

After Isya the reception furniture is tidied up and the remaining food available in the buffet container is transported to the public kitchen to be cooked again for tomorrow. No food is wasted. Al provides very many and varied dishes so that guests do not lack food.

The bridal room is full of gifts and some boxes contain envelopes. Though it has been announced that there is no need to bring parcels, Al only asked for blessing to be a family of sakinah, mawadah, and warahmah according to the guidance of the Prophet.

Many people still carry parcels, many give envelopes. Though Al had given up again to be given to the underprivileged community, they instead left the envelope in an empty box and finally another guest followed.

Gift and envelopes have been cultured in this village, even though the invitation letter has been written; please pray blessing.

Al did not want them to be absent because they did not have money. Their arrival was a blessing to him.

Al dropped the gift on the bed and lay down on the bed resting. Receiving guests all day is very energy draining. Even many generations below him came to congratulate, but not invited.

There was a thought in Al's mind about Vidya who was unable to attend, but his house was not far away. Perhaps not ready to see them together in the guarantee, let alone so suddenly. Alira as time goes by Vidya will understand that this beautiful moment is destiny.

He has the same hope for Lukman. The young man left early for Riyadh not only wanting to avoid Aisyah, but not being able to see the love in silence sitting at the table with another man.

The presence of three angels from Yogya does not disturb his faithful. Al has no intention of beating Riany. He did not want to risk the afterlife for the world. Just one as long as Riany can fulfill his duties as a wife and can be the best jewelry for the husband.

But Al is not blind love. As long as Riany can be straightened out will be maintained. If it is out of control, dare to oppose the husband for rights and vanity, then the doorstop of the house needs to be replaced, another term for a wife.

"Not shower yet?" Riany came out of the bathroom.

Terperangah. It was not her sudden appearance that made her startled, Riany was just wearing a transparent kimono without any more protectors.

Al closed his openness behind a small smile. His request was just a joke the other day. But his wife had completely fulfilled his request!

"I've prepared the equipment if I want to take a shower" Riany said as she walked to the bed.

"Do you mind sleeping with a husband who stinks of sweat?"

"I'll sleep with my husband no matter what."

Riany sat on the bed and lay on her side. When Al closed his eyes about to sleep, Riany poked his nose gently.

Al opened his eyes again, and asked pretending to be stupid, "What's wrong?"

Riany smiled seductively. "Not taking your rights?"

"I'll take it when we get to our destination."

"Can't be azlu."

"I don't want to be selfish. I want us to enjoy the satisfaction together. Then I'm not taking it now."

Riany grabbed her body and put her head on her husband's chest, then whispered affectionately, "Thank you. You give me a chance to pick up a dream."

"If you are like this, your dreams can fall apart." Gently Al put away the head and legs of Riany that were transverse on his body. "I am not Joseph who can restrain the orgasm of a seductress."

Riany stared at half the protest. "Female teaser? I'm your wife."

"But your actions are very tempting."

Al got up and left the bed.

"Where?" ask Riany.  

"Mandy. Then you can drink green tea with natural sugar and spicy fried rice. Please prepare grilled gurami and brown rice for lunch to Yogya, can rice kebuli. Wife's own cooking."    

Riany bengong's. Where can I make all that? All this time he was just enjoying!

"Can't cook?" look at Al half-literate. "Then don't rush into marriage. So the wife's not easy."

"I'll learn later."

"It's all tonight."

"Want to cook my wife."

"Can't."

"Yes asked for Aisha."

"I'm sleeping like that."

"Wake up."

"I woke up?"

"It's me. Aisha if she sleeps don't wear a single shirt."

"Let me." Riany got out of bed and went to the bedroom door. "Never dare to wake Ayesha up."

"Don't get dressed?"

"You're not tempted to look at me dressed like this, when Aisyah was tempted?"

"Kids now what's impossible?"

"So I change my clothes first?"

"So bother."

"Somewhere she wants weird."

"Nonsense?"

"Ikhlas."

"Make green tea."

"I can't."

"What do you keep as a wife? So the seductress woman?"

"The bride's night can be bullying"

"I don't like to give false compliments. There is no false affection. It will make the wife not aware that what is done is not right, need improvement."

Riany did not comment.

"Kok quiet?"

"My husband again advised his wife, so I kept quiet."

"You know why I don't like fake affection? What false compliments?"

"Can't be answered in your talk."

"I want my wife to live up to my expectations. Because I don't want to be a grudge, a servant, a business, or another woman."

"I have to learn to cook."

"Don't force it."

"What do we eat?"

"Just take care of it."

"For ever?"

"If that's what you want."

"I want my husband to eat his wife's cooking."

"Must have the knowledge. Otherwise, just cook the water."

"Umi jago masuk's. I can learn from him."

Riany went back to bed and fell down again.

"His Arabic grafts and serabi are carefully broken," joked Al. 

"Lontong vegetable carefully digondol Aisyah," replied Riany.  

"What is important is halal."

"cheating."

"Yone."

"Mode."

"Belgroff."

Al went into the bathroom, leaving a happy smile on her beautiful lips. Even if nothing happened on this first night, Riany felt much happier than the other bride.

The wedding night is not just an orgasm party, but the laying of the first stone to build a household that mawadah, sakinah, and warahmah.