Love Johanna
Section 48

...LOVE JOHANNA...

...By: David Khanz...

...Section 48...

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"Heh, wake!"

Ravi opened her eyes. A moment still looks bright and glare will light room lights that light up bright. He looked around, looking for the owner of the voice.

"Yeshmm, hoaammm!" The man evaporated wide. Then found a face that had been wrapped in white mucus next to him. "Sarah, are you awake?"

"hey are. You're mom?" timpal Sarah's. "Wake cepetan. It's three o'clock, all right."

Ravi glanced at the wall clock. Is correct. Time has shown three o'clock in the morning. But the eyelids still feel heavy. Figured Azan Subuh was still a long time. About an hour and a half away.

"Eh, even sleeping again! Up, Rav!" sarah shakes her husband's arm. "It's a time to pray and pray!"

Reply Ravi accompanied by a long yawn, "I'm still sleepy, Sar. Wait a minute, I'll sleep."

There was a loud snoring from his wife's nostrils.

"Wake up ... wake up .. banguunnn!" Back he patted Ravi's arm. "Otherwise, what are you waiting for? It's a good time to ask God, Rav. Let our home life be much better and changed. Go, wakeup!"

A little upset, Ravi finally got up.

'Which changed it should be your attitude, Sar, ' the man grumbled in his heart. 'As long as your behavior is like 'that, nothing will change!'

"It's dumb again! A shower! The hot water is ready, in the kitchen!"

Ravi glanced at it for a moment and smiled wryly. His mind was back, 'Tumben he was breathing hot water. Usually, they want to be served by their husband. Weird ….' Then think, is it possible because of the effect of last night? Such a great and exhausting intimate relationship. Sarah asked for it more than once.

Overnight ….

"Rav, are you sleeping?" sarah asked as Ravi began to fall asleep. The man replied half-consciously, "What's wrong?"

"We'll repeat again, okay?" the door while passing her fingers to the husband's maleness area.

Ravi opened his eyes and looked at his wife's face. "You still want to?" tanyanya while raking-ngerjap heavy. "Didn't that happen?"

Sarah sneers. "I wasn't satisfied, Rav, yet" he said. "You haven't fulfilled my wish."

'Yes, God!' ravi Sigh. There is a sense of annoyance because his sleep show is disturbed, but soon realize that what he gave last night – to his wife–, has not been done optimally. It happened due to fatigue, as well as psychological conditions that were disturbed due to disputes between them before.

The man also realized, if the matter was still not meeting Sarah's expectations, then it could be said that his obligations as a husband were not sufficient for his wife. So, is it sinful to refuse this invitation? Sure oes. Just like a wife who ignores the husband's request to fulfill biological needs. Angels will curse until dawn, according to the rules of religion.

"Wait a minute" said Ravi while putting away Sarah's fingers earlier. "I'm going to get some water first."

"Well? We don't want to pray" his wife said in surprise.

Ravi smiled blandly. Then berimbuh back, "Wudhu is not just a condition for prayer or want to hold and read the Qur'an, Sarah. Submitted, when you want to sleep or have sex, you should worship first. In your study group, never discussed?"

"Remember ..." answered Sarah quietly. Almost a whisper.

"Well, that's the problem" Ravi said as he climbed down the bed. "That science is for amaline, not just a collection of head contents. The more we know, it is required to be practiced in everyday life. If it is related to the issue of the rule of duty, someone who violates because of his ignorance, may still be tolerated and get dispensation. 'How do you understand religion? Do you know the consequences?"

"Lagian just sunah," said Sarah.

Before chiming in, Ravi put on her pants first. "These are like extra bonuses, Sarah. Special rewards or rewards obtained outside of mandatory provisions. After all, it is as a form of our love for the Prophet by following his habits during life. Functionally, there is certainly a big side benefit if done. Yeah, right?"

Sarah did not answer. But from the look of her face it is seen that she is not so interested in being lectured in such a way by her husband.

"You don't want reward?" tanya Ravi meant to tag. He hoped that with such communication, it would dilute their rigid atmosphere after the previous disagreement. Sarah is still frozen. "Yes, already. I'll just stay a little bit back, okay? Who knows, my second attempt tonight, could satisfy you."

Wearing shorts up to the knee without the top, Ravi rushed outside the room. Leaving his wife who still had a grim face.

'Hhmmm, the Sarah ..' bathed the man while he was in the restroom looking at himself through the mirror reflection on the wall. 'Almost every time I tell you, always fight back. It was as if he was a prayer that all understood about religion. But it's his turn to talk, I'm supposed to be sued for always beating him up. Very stubborn, it's a girl.'

Suddenly the door to the bathroom opened. Sarah appeared staring.

"Well, why do I also knock on the door of everything, anyway? 'Kan, same husband himself," replied the woman as she entered. "Awas moving aside a little. I want to wudhu too."

'Home? Hhmmm, thank God .. he still thinks of me as his play.'

"It's not that, Sar. The problem is so, even if the partner himself. I'm, so surprised."

"Don't be ashamed. Pake adab-civilization of all," Sarah timpal as he sat on the toilet. "Some of us already know each other's aurat."

"I'm shocked, Sar, not ashamed!" reply Ravi fierce. "Everything is .. Yes, you have to use it. Do you want to walk from here to the room with nothing? The heat!"

"You, ah!"

"It's not 'au, ah' he answered, but it's horrifying for men to say."

"Who am I horrified. You think I'm a prank, what?"

'Subhanallah ..' Ravi said in his heart. 'There is an answer.'

"Yes, already. I go first, deh," said the man annoyed. "Don't forget, you brush your teeth too. Let's just-on feel comfortable sec."

"Eh, where are you going?"

"To the room."

"Wait for me, what! The time I was left alone here?"

"Why? You scared?"

Sarah did not answer. But after cleaning, she got up from the toilet sitting down and approached her husband. Without the ba-bi-bu, then draped the arms and brought the face closer.

"Don't be here, Sar!" ravi whispered while refusing his wife's invitation. "It's a dirty place." He explained if the room like a bathroom or toilet is one of the places that are often used as a den of genies. Of course, having a husband-wife relationship there is not recommended. "We'll just go to the room. But you brush your teeth first, huh?" pinta Ravi because of tightness, was holding his breath smell the smell of his wife's mouth.

"There are so many rules you, Rav," grumbled Sarah rather disappointed. "Emang can not yes, the wife herself spoiled with her husband."

"It is not permissible, but must know sikon (situation and conditions), dong. Even though it's just the two of us in this house."

Sarah did obey Ravi's orders, but still accompanied by nagging. "The wife's attitude to her husband must be inferior to that of a prostitute, Rav. It's only natural that I'll take it like you," he said after brushing his teeth. "The wrong one, huh?"

"I'm not guilty of you, really. Just straightened out," Ravi replied half irritated. "Some, if you think that's the term you just talked about, it's not just a matter of fancy, Sar."

"You mean?"

The man explained while watching his wife. Tandas Ravi, "Do you know what a whore's attitude is? They will truly serve their customers with all their heart. Starting from coming, greeted and offered the likes of his customers. Continue to be invited to chat with intimacy, seduced, and last .. of course, orgasm. If they do it for money, a wife for the reward."

Sarah scowling. He asked, "Kok, do you remember their behavior? What do you not-don't like—"

"Astaghfirullah, Sar! How, if it's even 'that's it, anyway?"

"I'm nanya, not an accusation!"

"But the tone is like an accusation, not a nanya!"

"What's wrong?"

Plaque!

Ravi patted her own forehead. Sudden dizziness.

"Yes, not really, anyway" Ravi replied while thinking and sorting out the right words to compensate for the chatter. "Partially if you want the value of prostitutes, do not have to mess around too 'nngtimes. Just pay attention to the naughty women who like to align themselves with the mallem on the side of the road or watch a movie, for example. That's enough to take a picture."

"You're a bad boy, Rav."

"Loh, not ngeles. But I was just trying to explain your talk earlier. If not, then I'm called a macem again."

"Well yeah, 'how is it?"

"Astaghfirullahal'adziim!"

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