Mr. Arrogant Vs Mrs. Salihahs
First to wife
In the magnificent bridal room there is only silence even though there are two people
just there. Aisyah was still sitting in front of the dressing table, while Alex was engrossed
play her phone on a bed full of petals typical of the bridal room.
Aisyah could only glance from the reflection of the mirror in front of her, Alex mastered
that bed. Disgust kept looming over Aisyah whenever she saw a face
Alex, that sexy woman's shadow kissed Alex so fondly made her
shuddered.
Although ijab qabul has been recited it does not reduce his hatred in men
that's. Still imprinting in his memory how nervous the man was when he touched
his crowns and following the prayer guided by the ruler, are very different
with sika arrogant.
“Why look at me like that?” it turned out that Alex realized that Aisyah had noticed him.
“Why weren't you in your room yesterday, this is my room!”
Yes indeed the room that has been turned into the bridal room was the room that was occupied last night.
“Grandmother forbid me to leave this room!” alex answered without guilt, but Aisyah was very sleepy and wanted to immediately lay down her body, but the man controlled her bed.
“why?”
Alex shrugged both shoulders, “Where do I know!”
“I can't sleep one bed with you!” aisyah is so formal.
“Yes whatever, you're the one sleeping in the other room, besides you're the only one I'm forbidden from leaving this room, not you!”
Aisyah quietly closed her eyes for a moment to hold back upset, really want me to check on people, halal times ya kill people who nyebelin gini? Inner Aisyah.do not want to be more upset, Aisyah chose to take her bag and look for a change of clothes and out of the room. If there is no
the other room he could sleep in, he would sleep in the hotel mosque only, only until tomorrow morning, he thought.
“Where, Sya?” someone's voice shocked her, it was Widya's grandmother's voice.
Honest Ayesha ..., honest ..., inner Ayesha. “Aisyah can't sleep one room with Mr. Alex, grandma!”
Grandma Widya seemed to be sighing, she couldn't possibly allow this little thing
happen. If allowed to become a habit, he must plan to
subsequent.
“Yes should be regular dong, babe. You are married you should stay one room!”
“But Aisyah is not ready!” rengek Aisyah, although only a few times met
with Widya's grandmother, Aisyah is already comfortable with widya's grandmother because
widya's grandmother's tenderness, very different from her granddaughter.
“Aisyah .., did you forget that if your husband is your paradise, staying away from your husband is the same
you stay away from God's paradise. As bad as
whatever she is, remind her to be your duty as wife!”
Aisyah sighed, it was true what Grandma widya said, regardless
their covenant on paper was a law to which he still had to answer before God, a promise which God had witnessed.
“Aisyah back to room grandma!”
Aisyah left Widya's grandmother just like that, but her steps came to a standstill when Widya's grandmother called her back.
"Dear of it!"
"Yes?" Aisha turned back.
"Don't call him master again, he's your husband now, call him mas!"
"God willing!" Aisyah chose to turn back and go back into the room. Alex who saw Aisyah back inside the room frowned.
“Why come back again?” alex asked as he watched Aisyah return to the room.
Aisyah was not in the mood to answer Alex's question, she chose to keep passing and
go into the bathroom, change his clothes and ablaze.
Aisyah came back out, Alex just kept watching Aisyah from the top of the bed.
Aisyah held her prayer and began performing Isya’ prayers even though
be late.
After finishing the prayer, he found Alex already asleep on the bed with
the phone still perched on his chest. The bed was actually very
broad, but Alex mastered it himself, he slept right in the middle of the bed.
Again Aisha could only sigh, she folded her face and her alphabet.
He saw that the sofa in the room was not too big but quite comfortable to
sleeps. Aisha put the prayer mat and her face in her bag again. It
I decided to sleep on that couch.
But his eyes were still unwillingly closed, the water that hit his face made him
the fresher it was, the drowsiness that was present now disappeared. Aisyah noticed the ring that was coiling on her finger. Just this afternoon the ring was ringing. Good and like it is also very expensive.
He remembered a velvet box with a ring in it a gift of gus Fahmi.
He got up and picked up his bag, and he took the little box.
Putting out the ring inside. Looking at the two different rings,
The one on my finger is better
and more expensive, but gus Fahmi's love for me is more than the price of that ring
it's curled up in my finger. I left a man who really loved me and
choosing that immoral man ..., how stupid am I …
oh Allah .., actually the plan
what big are you preparing for me …?
Aisyah closed the ring box back, she should have returned it before she
married but not ready to really return and release his heart.
Aisyah continued to stare at the ring box, she broke down her body. The sleepiness returned
come until he sleeps while hugging the ring box.
***
The voice of azan faintly rang out in Aisyah's ears. she blinked her eyes some
times, it began to adjust the light that entered into his eyes. The room is not
so bright there was only a sleeping light that lit up.
Aisyah stared at the ceiling of the hotel room, trying hard to restore
his consciousness. Returns some of his life that is still hovering somehow
whither.
He immediately woke up, but his hand touched something, a blanket covered
part of his body, covering his legs to his waist. As he remembered last night he didn't
wearing blanket. When do I pack
the blankets? His inner.
He stared at the bed, not finding Alex there.
“He's up? This partial? For what?”
Foolish ah .., not my business
also, maybe she was having fun with that sexy woman ….
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