My Husband's Infidelity
Dear Mother

"Hm! Congratulations, Brother. Finally at the blessing, too," said Alena walked over to her mother and sister.

Fazril only smiled slightly. Both of his hands were still tightly grasping the palm of the mother's hand. He really felt happy because he finally did not need to try too hard to get mother's blessing. He also felt impatient to immediately waltz to a more serious level, do step by step until they actually sit in the brides as a pair of newlyweds.

"So when? When will you soon be screeching Mbak Nuri? Don't wait too long, the sooner the better" Alvin said, sitting with his wife Alena.

"If I was just how Mom was. If mother allows me to propose to Nuri immediately then I will do it as soon as possible. Anyway, actually I also can't bear to want-" Fazril held back his words, he also smiled grimly while scratching his head that did not feel itchy at all.

"Why do you think? Want to be like us?" sela Alena who also smiled wily while hugging her husband's body from the side.

"That's what it's like, hehehehe!" Fazril smiled again.

"Do what you want, Zril. If you can't stand it better to immediately apply for your girlfriend and get married as soon as possible, than things happen that are not desirable. The sooner the better, the mother's life will be calm if you are married," said the mother rubbed the back of the son's hand.

"Thank you, ma'am. We love mom."

Fazril and Alena hugged the mother from the side. Both of them smiled happily. Mom is the most precious person for both of them. Both Fazril and Alena felt lucky to have a mother like Mrs Ingrid, she never forced her will on her two sons. He also never curbed them in hanging out or when they wanted something.

For a Madame Inggrid, as long as her children are happy, and as long as they do nothing outside the religious corridor and can distinguish what is good and what is bad, so he will always support whatever makes his two children happy.

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3 months later.

Days changed and time passed, and finally it came without waiting too long. Yes ... The day that Fazril will tie his love firmly with the rope of marriage. The marriage that he would live a lifetime without there is such a thing as divorce. The wedding was held in a 5-star hotel. There were more than 2000 invited guests who attended and witnessed their sacred moment.

"I accept marriage and marriage Nuri Saputri with the dowry paid in cash!"

"Huh?"

"Yeahahah!"

Fazril uttered the qobul ijab smoothly without the slightest hitch. With just one breath, the girl named Nuri has become his wife now. Both Fazril's eyes looked flushed, a circle of tears filled his petals now. He has finally ended his life. Finally he had legitimately become the husband of a woman named Nuri.

Fazril promised in his heart that he would not hurt his wife, would not betray her love and loyalty. If Nuri had only been a maid, from now on she would have been a queen, both in her heart and in her palace.

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The series of events is completed. The guests have also left the building. A couple of newlyweds returned to her room, a special room in the message to spend their first night as a newlywed couple.

Fazril had changed clothes as well as Nuri the wife. However, both of them have not yet cleaned themselves up. Nuri's face is still polished with bridal make, her beautiful face looks more beautiful perfect.

"I'll take a shower, Mom. My body is so sticky. My face is also not comfortable wearing thick makeup like gini," said Nuri standing up and about to walk towards the bathroom.

"Wait, baby. Don't take a shower, we go straight. Later also a warning again ko," replied Fazril hugging his wife's body from behind.

"Squeals?" Nuri frowned, either she did not understand, or just pretended to be stupid.

"Yes, take a shower later, baby!"

"Gee! My body is sticky, Mas."

"Body I'm also uncomfortable with this."

"Ish, I told you. Later also a warning again," decak Fazril turned his wife's body until they stood facing each other now.

Fazril was about to land his lips on the wife's red lips. However, he was forced to resist his desire because Nuri's index finger was suddenly placed on his lips now. Fazril frowned with his lips pursed in such a way.

"Hold on, Mas," said Nuri looking fixedly at her husband's face.

"Why?"

"Listen to me, my dear. This is our first night, is it appropriate that we perform the first night ritual with a body that is sticky with sweat? Although we will sweat again later, but at least allow me to give my best. Let me clean my body first, clean my makeup first. I know Mas is impatient, but don't rush like this" Nuri explained at length.

"Yes, it's like this. How about we take a shower together?"

"Well! Ma-mandi together?" tanya Nuri immediately felt nervous as well as misbehaved.

"Why? You don't want to?"

"Eu ... It's not that, Mommy."

"Then?"

"I'm ashamed."

"Huh? Ahaha! Why should I be ashamed of everything? We're husband and wife."

"But, Mas-"

Grep's!

Fazril suddenly grabbed his wife's body and carried it with him. Nuri rounded her eyeballs, she was getting nervous of course. Nevertheless, she reflexively wrapped her hands around the neck of the man who had legitimately become her husband.

Chequek!

Blug up!

The bathroom door was opened and then closed again after the two entered.

"Yeah! What do you want to do?" nuri shouted in the bathroom.

"First acquaintance with junior Fazril huh, hehehehe!"

"No I'm afraid!"

"Not be afraid! I'm not gonna bite!"

"Waaaah! it's funny too!"

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