Marrying My Sister-in-law Candidate

Marrying My Sister-in-law Candidate
The Seeds of Haidar Love


" Wa'alaikumussalam, thank you Mi."


"Wa'alaikumussalam son, anyway Ummi wait for the good news yes..."


" God willing Ummi. Did Haidar's phone close? Haidar's work piles nih Mi."


" Yes, greetings to Ummi's daughter-in-law."


click's'


" hwild...Finally disconnected the phone."


I was quite relieved to be free from Ummi, which somehow he was very fussy today. Wishing that Aisyah and I could give them a grandchild soon.


Boro-boro grandchild. People make a belom ever.


ck!!


So excited he, to buy us a round-trip ticket with a honeymoon package for one week in Bali.


Not to forget the hotel that has been reserved and everything we need for honeymoon needs has been prepared by him. He said we just left, no need to bother taking care of this.


heeuuuh.


Inconveniencing!!


I kept flipping through the ticket in my hand, thinking hard how I delivered it to Aisyah. Maybe later he misunderstood me again. He thought I couldn't help myself doing the first night.


Though this is all her in-laws' plans, aka Ummi me.


This time I found a home life. The knowledge I have is also very minimal. My sudden marriage really made me a little confused.


What I was once a single man suddenly became the head of the household.


Suddenly it sprang into my mind to find out some information about marriage.


Maybe I can search the internet about building a good household and blessings.


" Okay, I need to find as much information as possible from Mbah Google. Who knows, I can learn to understand what marriage and home mean." I immediately opened Google and started typing what was in my brain right now.


How to build a blessed home.


Live screen display shows a variety of ways and instructions that are very complete in my opinion.


I keep scrolling my phone screen looking for the information I mean.




Until I found two articles that I think are very appropriate. Read it carefully and I understand every one of his writings.


Maybe I am blind in this. I don't know what the real meaning of marriage is. Harmonious marriage and blessings of course.


One conclusion I can draw from the article.


That marriage is a worship and is a field of reward for every couple who are valid in the eyes of religion.


The law should please our spouse. Whether it is pleasing to the wife or pleasing to the husband.


Both are very important in building a blessed household. And always diridhoi by Allah of course.


Is it really time that I should ask for my rights and give Aisyah the right?


Is Aisha ready to do it?


Is she able to accept me as her husband?


Ah, why did my gialiku become shrinking gini anyway. ck!


I rubbed my face and restored my hair. " Why is it so hard?" I nodded as I stared at the honeymoon packet on my desk.


Even though there was no excessive physical contact between us.


During these two weeks, I kissed Aisyah's forehead the most. I did it secretly. Funny right?


Nyium wife just pack help all. strange.


At that time I dared to kiss Aisyah's forehead while she was still asleep in her sleep. I just realized that all this time the woman was really very beautiful and perfect.


As a normal man, of course, I can not help myself if presented with beautiful women and very tempting every day.


Sleeping one bed without touching it, I don't think I can. I may have stolen countless opportunities not to kiss her. The cheek, kept the forehead, still to the extent that I dare to touch her.


Although sometimes I have to swallow if I look at Aisyah's pink lips. It really makes me lose control when I stare and imagine what it would feel like to have those lips if I were greedy.


Ah, so kangen... What is it again Aisha?


Honestly, the seeds of love began to grow in my heart. Every time I'm with him, my heart beats. My blood rippled and I was always misbehaving.


If I'm still not guessing. The woman was really very secretive never once did she discuss about her feelings.


drt.drt...


I stared at my phone screen, the name of a person who was dancing in my brain these days. My wife's.


Yeah, Ayesha. The woman suddenly contacted me. I was quite shocked and still stunned staring at my phone.


I quickly lifted it, of course, with a heart rhythm that was no longer because of.


What is it like to fall in love with your wife? It was different when I fell in love with my ex-lover. It doesn't feel this big.


I tried to cover up my nervousness that suddenly appeared, neutralize it by clearing my throat and then opening my voice. " Khm! yes hello Assalamualaikum?" I said my greetings first to greet him across the street.


I didn't realize I was smiling to myself.


Waiting for him to answer my greetings alone, it was like waiting for an interview call.


fuze... Aisha... Aisha...


" Wa'alaikum... Hydr." Nyea...My heart heard her voice that sounded so sweet in my ear.


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When the heart begins to speak, nothing can prevent it. Where he will settle the heart to anchor *to his own.


That's real love...


Love for halal couples*.



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