Love Sholeha
Courting

Ten minutes, Sholeh's warm, tight embrace didn't break down. Until he took off slowly, continuing the small talk they had to do immediately. Sholeh took a breath, seeing his silent wife not telling a story.

" Rahma, he was just hit by a motorbike, his bones cracked the rest he was good" said Sholeh as he looked back at Sholeha.

Sholeha just listened.

" In fact, Dito has more importance than just swiping. He was very pushy, and sorry I didn't get to say it. Honestly, I was bad to think of you earlier and sorry..." Sholeh hung up his words. Staring in his Isti eyes guiltily.

Sholeha smiled, said a regret from Sholeh that was quite moving.

" Leha was jealous and angry, but it was not so small as to not allow you to hear news like this about her. I know I was worried about Fatih earlier, don't tell you about him, I'm out in the maki just didn't have time to complain. Not that far I hate Rahma mas. More sadly, mas suddenly went unselfish and turned out to meet him, mas..... Your wife is jealous. If today I don't go back, I don't know what I will be", Sholeha looked up at the ceiling and took a breath and looked back at her husband.

And Sholeh was still silent. " I cried for fear of sleeping alone" said Sholeha softly.

Sholeh was almost blown away, if she did not directly hug Sholeha tightly, drowning into the chest of the field that was so pounding her heart. Many times he kissed his wife's forehead slowly.

" It was wrong, baby, it shouldn't have been like that. And about Miss Risma, I found out right away when she gossiped with Rahma. I'm sorry, honey, I don't know about this. Your heart must hurt huh", Sholeh's hand unconsciously touched Sholeha's chest giving a warm touch by rubbing it repeatedly.

Sholeha stiffened, what Sholeh was doing this time. Didn't know if this simple touch has spread everywhere not to mention his big palm overlaying something very sensitive on his body. Her husband's innocent face was increasingly agitated, anxious that something big might happen after this.

" Maaas.... Just don't repeat. Sholeha will forgive."

Sholeh pulled his hand, moving on Sholeha's slightly high nose. Touching him with anxiety, " Keep reminding me, and thank you for forgiving your bad husband. "

Sholeha could not stand the random touch of her husband, she chose to sink her face into the chest of Sholeh's field. " Yes, Leha is also not as good as I thought, we continue to learn yes", her voice restrained Sholeh's chest.

Sholeh fondly caressed Sholeha, so grateful to have had a wife so honest and open to her.

" What about Fatih, he's fine right?"

" Yes, he can already tell a long story anyway, he also had time to look for the mas earlier. "

Sholeh just smiled, then had a moment of silence weighing something that still stuck in his heart.

" That..... There's still something you need to know "

Sholeha pulled her face from Sholeh's chest, " Still about Rahma?"

" Hem, you still want to hear?" ask Sholeh timidly.

Sholeha seemed to think, then shook her head.

" Tomorrow, Sholeha needs to be in the mood to talk about it. Let us be like this, mas, Sholeha kangen" he said shyly.

The beautiful face of his wife was so make Sholeh flower, feel the swirling in his heart. This spoiled and sweet attitude of what he is is not far from his age which is much younger than him. Just look at her seducing style this is so adorable.

" If it's in a good mood, just ask the mas immediately." Sholeh replied that he could not bear to kiss his wife's lips.

Sholeha just nodded. Sholeh could no longer hold back, since he had wanted to do something more than just hug. Her index finger suddenly spontaneously touched Sholeha's lips, felt soft and wheezing if it could be in her kiss. Sholeha looked surprised.

" Want this, what can it be?" ask Sholeh raau.

Sholeha did not answer, her eyes slowly closed, a good gesture for her husband.

Without another word, Sholeh continued what he had wanted to do since, slowly approaching and touching the wife's ripe lips with his thick lips. The miraculous sensations created cannot be expressed in words, both drowning in intoxicating taste, seizing all consciousness until they both drift to enjoy the touch of love that is so longing.

Slowly the intertwining of the lips of the two decompose, each other to close the beautiful taste that might become opium. The two compacts blushed in embarrassment, as if realizing each other's obvious flaws were still trying each other out. Sholeha's small laughter rang out to the bottom of Sholeh's heart, like a small gift she got from this first struggle.

" Why, how about a laugh?" Sholeh curious.

Sholeha further widened her laughter, touching Sholeh's thick lips gently. " This is too thick, Sholeha feels unable to process hi hi hi hi",

Sholeh shook his head, not expecting his wife to be so modest as to enjoy her first intimate touch.

" Want to try again, let's be good at processing?" Sholeh blinked one eye tempting Sholeha.

Sholeha shook her head and covered her entire face with a blanket. Hiding and laughing amusedly, "Mad... Tomorrow again yes, I bit my own, I'll get thrush". His voice sounded muffled, yet it was still clearly heard.

" Yes sorry, we're sleeping. It's been half-twelve in the evening" Sholeh said still with a chuckle.

Sholeha took her face out of the blanket, "Turn off the lights, we sleep", her eyes flashing asking in love.

Sholeh smiled wider and wider, "Oh dear, we slept "he moved closer to the switch near the door and locked the door tightly.

***

Sholeh came out of the bathroom, he was just getting ready to go to the mosque. He glanced at the wife who seemed to squirm trying to wake up.

" Mad to the mosque first, sleep again if still sleepy" his message to Sholeha who is still lazy in the blanket.

Sholeha did not reply, her eyes following where her husband was going. Until the door of the room closed, Sholeha was still as strong as she could muster her consciousness. His eyes were looking for where the clock lay, he still desperately wanted to hug the current roll. But he had to be disappointed when he saw the clock that did not stop until the end of dawn.

Sholeha rose up, took ablution water. His first dawn after menstruation, cold and lazy feeling mixed into one makes him want to immediately return to the mattress.

Sholeha prayed, finished with dhikr and a little prayer. Like his habit of daydreaming on the prayer mat after prayer, brought him crumpled until he was unaware Sholeh had returned from the mosque.

" Loh, honey. Have you prayed?" ask Sholeh when you just came in.

" Already, from earlier. Why?"

" No. It means it's holy, from when?" ask Sholeh curiously.

Sholeha smiled, realizing this core question her husband was asking.

" Yesterday afternoon, yes yesterday afternoon Leha had prayed",

Sholeh's face was gloomy, not as cheerful as when he wanted to go to the mosque.

" Why, ndak nanya", Sholeha laughed.

" That's how it went last night, a huge responsibility, where it's at the top again", grumbled, while putting back his sturdy body containing it.

While folding her face, Sholeha approached and tried to comfort her husband. " Either Leha waited, but still doubted that it was clean or not, so I dare not say it."

Sholeh glanced at Sholeha's face that looked neither nervous nor ashamed.

" We try now yes, still this morning" Sholeh asked excitedly.

Sholeha glared, maybe this husband has this ridiculous thought.

" Well..... Ngaco, it's noon. We have a lot of work to do, tonight is it. The responsibility is not comfortable later" persuaded Sholeha slowly.

" Yes, yes." replied Sholeha smiling.

Without signs, Sholeh briefly kissed Sholeha's lips. He was stunned when Sholeha kept hitting his shoulder slowly. " Shocked, Astagfirullahaladzim" he said, half shouting.

The two laughed at the small joke on this sunny morning. A moment so later by Sholeh so far, did not deny his very mature age that not infrequently he imagined his future with his wife and children. Moreover, the shadow of making out, doing simple things with his wife like this.

Sholeh did not expect, this wife turned out to be very funny and very funny. Let her feel the warmth in her heart. Sholeh was lulled by the beautiful laughter of Sholeha. Staring at him deeply as if unable to turn even for a moment.

" What would you like for breakfast?" ask Sholeha. He's getting ready for the kitchen.

" Anything, today I want to go to the branch store. Maybe no lunch at home",

Sholeha still refuses to go, "Away ndak?" .

" That's over there, cook you don't know. Near the gold shop opposite the clinic", he explained casually.

Sholeh's hand coiled spoiled in his wife's stomach. Now he sat on the bed while Sholeha stood in front of Sholeh. " I don't know. What clinic, which one?" Sholeha plays Sholeh's black hair mane.

"What clinic forget, we will go there. Mas just opened anyway, one month before in your application", he replied still at home in the stomach of the wife.

" In lamar, I didn't apply. It's good, it's what's asking me",

Sholeh laughed, "Wong mas Rizal first asked me to marry you. But yes no problem, actually try to ogleh you again at that time",

" Egling ?"

" Yes, just glancing around" Sholeh replied taking off his embrace.

Sholeha did not respond, she hurried out of the room. Almost gone until I forgot to go to the kitchen.

Sholeh smiled, looking at his wife's very funny behavior.

***

Sholeha did not expect that the shophouse in front of this clinic, also owned by her husband.

" The name is good." said Sholeha when she saw a simple banner on it.

" Now this time there is a muji", replied Sholeh while pushing the rolling door.

" The feeling never had a name"

" There are, just not yet inaugurated. There are also those close to home, right?"

" Leha don't know, do you?" Sholeha walked around the shelves containing the kind of equipment she did not understand.

" Dear, you've never noticed any effort, have you?"

Sholeha stopped, she faced the husband who was tidying his wares. " Well, how could Leha think of it all".

" Will you help me think?" sholeh asked fixedly looking into the wife's eyes.

Sholeha smiled. " Yes, Leha learned a little bit well", she approached touching Sholeh's face with both hands, "We share feelings from now on" he said slowly.

" That.... It's ah." Sholeh lowered his wife's hand slowly.

Sholeha seemed to think, "Later on the date" said Sholeh again.

Sholeha laughs. He did not know if the husband was too enjoying this small treatment according to Sholeha simple.

Initially, this one store was routinely managed by Sholeh before marriage first. Since she was busy preparing for the wedding almost a week the store was closed. What's more is still limited in the contents of the goods and so are its customers.

" So, this is left like this, no one's guarding it?" ask Sholeha curiously.

" There is, Agus' nephew. But he doesn't work during the day, he's still at school."

Sholeha. " Didn't tired, ndak dizzy about money and goods ?"

" It's good, but it's relaxing. Agus is ready to help, who is near the house even he takes care of",

" Thank God, "

Sholeha is still looking at this small shophouse still feels very new. The contents of the tools and building materials are also classified as simple. Unlike those near the house more complete and triple the area. There is also no stock of bricks, sand or other materials.

Sholeha took a broom, cleaned the slightly dusty floor. Sometimes he glanced at the husband who was seriously paying attention to something at the cash register, and was seen counting many times.

If you look around, he's handsome, sweet and amazing. Sholeha smiled many times, and fell in love the umpteenth time for today. His stomach was amused as if a horde of butterflies were flying inside there.

" That.." call Sholeh.

Sholeha was surprised, "Yes?",

" What's the matter, what's the smile" Sholeh approached his wife. Slowly embrace and embrace her from behind.

" What, what smile?" Sholeha held back the amused growing.

Fortunately, the building store is not as crowded as the grocery store, so there is indeed time for them to date like this.

" Is this like gini?" Sholeh touched Sholeha's lips with a brief kiss.

Almost Sholeh was hit again by his wife, fortunately he hugged Sholeha tightly his hands will not be able to get out of his arms.

" Okay,." said Sholeh suddenly.

It turned out that it could still pinch at the waist from the back side of his back.

" Cheat,." said Sholeha quietly.

Sholeh laughed, letting go of his stolen kisses and whips.

" What's cheating, what?" Sholeh again mocked the wife by menoel his chin. Sholeha dodged, she even ran a little away from Sholeh. " It's ah, jahil" he said. Reasonably sweeping at the front, Sholeha completely shied away from Sholeh.

The afternoon is quite sad for both, sharing small information and doing small things that can be simple according to many people. Sholeha enjoyed it enough.

" The same husband's own girlfriend, cool as it turns out", he muttered .

***