Love For Nabila
He's like my Khumairah.

Azdan dawn vegetables were heard from an ash-colored Handpond on the table, Intentionally set as a reminder Alrm prayer time.

Bhintara, who is the owner of the flat object, immediately blinked his eyes. Grab and immediately turn off and put it back where it was.

He glanced to the side where the wife was still sleeping soundly, complete with a head covering in the form of a small khimar that he still wears even though he should no longer need.

The thirty-something-year-old man smiled, looking at his wife's face with a small grimace. Their relationship is not that close.

To the extent that it does not want to display a little aurat in front of him even though Bhintar is already LEGIT and halal see all. Maybe even get to the inside.

Long enough Bhintar noticed Nabila up close, put a little hair sticking out of his hijab very carefully.Fear if the movement is done will interfere with comfortable sleep Nabila.

Somehow seeing the beautiful scenery in front of him makes Bhintara's heart flowery.

He began to be dissatisfied with just looking at her, the urge to do more also tempts Bhintara's hand to immediately touch every curve of the Supreme work of God created almost flawlessly perfect it immediately.

Slowly Bhintar began to touch the thick eyelids of Nabila's original lentik without mascara. rubbing her gently, then down to her pointed nose felt faintly there. Having satisfied playing with his tiny life he now turns increasingly downhill, stopping just above his wife's sexy lips and staring at her long ago.

As much as Bhintar's energy to refrain from losing control, which later will be hated by Nabila if he finds out if he has been presumptuous to touch without his approval.

Feeling that something was moving in the face, Nabila immediately opened his eyes and then jumped in shock when he found the stature of a man so close to him.

Surprised, Nabila's hands reflexively pushed her husband's chest field hard. To make Bhintara's body toppled to the side, with the head that hit the edge of the bed. Indeed, the sudden attack that his wife did was enough to make Bhintar's head feel dizzy and grimace to pain.

Seeing Bhintara continue to rub his head, Nabila began to feel guilty. Either get a push from where she suddenly just directly approached towards Bhintar and join stroking her husband's hair soft.

"I'm sorry, I was not accidentally earlier. " said Nabila already glazed.

Bhintara frowned, stopping from his movement which now even switched to pay attention to Nabila's face. Could-can it be just a trivial matter like this the woman immediately wanted to cry.so spiteful is she?

Didn't he say at the beginning, if he hated to see Nabila cry? now use any other way so that the mellow girl does not drop her tears again.

Like his Bhintar had to prepare a thousand and one ways of persuading a woman to stop crying.

"Hey, hey... Why are you crying? wasn't it me who had to tear up because of your brutal attack like that? "

Bhintar took Nabila's delicate hand from the head and held it.

"I'm sorry for my mistake. "pinta Nabila looked down.

Bhintara just keep quiet, making Nabila feel bad himself doing it all with a Gus who should he respect and obey his words. Not him even act rude by behaving like the BAR-BAR woman he had done earlier.

Moreover, he is also the son of the previous Guru Nabila, who he is very reluctant to his figure as a giver of religious knowledge in Nabila's life. His guts suddenly shrieked for fear of being angered by the figure of the man.

Lebays. That's the attitude that will be shown Nabila if there is one of the closest people to him experiencing a disaster, always exaggerating small things into something big. Though it was not necessary, it was just that the trauma of losing people in the past made her feel a great panic like this now.

Bhintara exhaled his coarse breath. " Do you think a small lump can make someone have a brain stutter, and heavy bleeding? I was just shocked not to get hit by a car. "

" Shuuut "

Nabila panicked, immediately silenced the mouth of Bhintara who spoke non-mouthed with his index finger, and, do not want to listen again all the words of the man because he does not know why his words remind him of the accident that hit Ustadz Adam delepan last year.

"I beg you not to continue again." said Nabila softly, looking fixedly at the face of her husband with a soft look.

Bhintara immediately silenced, looking up to look at Nabila closely. Not expecting if Nabila se_attention it to him, dizziness that in the sense of whether it has gone where. Replacing with happiness.

Feeling his wife's delicate hand touch her lips brings out a great sigh and heat begins to pour out from the body along with a heart-craze. What feeling is this?

Unknowingly Bhintara was swept away by the atmosphere, taking Nabila's finger from her mouth and widening it. Then kiss the back of the wife's hand while closing her eyes.

Feel the beautiful moments created between them, which may be two or three minutes ahead will never be repeated again.

Nabila gasped, wanting to immediately pull his hand but was even held firmly by Bhintara. And switch to taking her to the left cheek while rubbing her slowly with a loving thumb finger.

"Please, let it stay this way. For a moment. "please Bhintar with a clear face, do not want to be separated from the face of Nabila in the slightest.

Being near the woman Bhintara felt affectionate, loving with fullness.he knew this was not like the agreement that had been agreed from the beginning, but.. Bhintara can what? if his heart wants Nabila.

The woman's charm was so strong, it was nil to ignore it all. She's beautiful, a doctor, loving, and funny when she's seduced, a complete package to become the woman of men's dreams. And who must be near her Bhintara feel comfortable, just like.

Nabila nodded "Okay. Just sec. "

Again Nabila could not refuse when he saw the man in front of him displaying such a face, letting Bhintara do to his wish even though he had to desperately hold his breath.

Time passed, after almost three minutes to let his hand continue to be held by Bhintara with a position that makes Nabila's back feel sore, and, in the end, he was forced to pull his hand because he could no longer bear the pain.

How not? if he has to support his body that does not sleep or sit, aka bend.

Bhintara is very good to be able to position the body comfortably. And Nabila?

Boro-boro is comfortable, there are even five minutes he is still with that position, can be sure he will experience gout pain to his morning esokan.

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