My student, my husband
May it?

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A pair of Andrea's black beads rotated perfectly when her gaze was fixed on the figure of a beautiful woman who had just come out of the bathroom wearing a light blue nightgown and let her hair unravel. The figure is the Cantika Maharani, the woman who has been destined by the Most Merciful to be his wife.

Cantika bowed in embarrassment as Andrea looked at her unblinkingly and with her mouth slightly open.

Silence for a moment greeted and a split second then solved by the sound of deheman.

Yes, Andrea deliberately cleared her throat to normalize her heartbeat while being presented with a perfect sculpture in front.

"I'm wudhu first!" said Andrea without removing her net view of the object that successfully made her heartbeat.

"Yes, Mum." Cantika nodded slowly and turned a smile.

"Dear of wudhu?"

"Already, Mas. And it is ready to perform the two rakaat sunah prayer before --"

"Before we make the dough?" Andrea slashed Cantika's words while throwing a question sentence to tease his wife.

"Ehem, hunt wudhu, Mas! I prepared the alphabet first," Cantika replied without answering the question posed by Andrea.

Andrea commented a smile, then rushed into the bathroom to purify herself with ablution water.

Finished ablution, he spread out the prayer that has been prepared by Cantika and prepared to perform the two sunah prayer before passing this night by fulfilling his rights and obligations as a husband, giving his wife an inner living, giving her, enjoying the pleasures of heaven is worth worshiping.

"Allahu Akbar." Takbiratul ihram is lafaz from the lips of Andrea as a sign of the start of the worship of sunah dua rakaat.

Andrea and Cantika looked solemn'. Both of them perform the worship of sunna prayer with all their heart and rely on the Divine.

After saying two greetings and reciting the hamdalah, Andrea and Cantika raised their hands while raising the pinta on the Divine, asking for forgiveness, hospitality, and the convenience to create a safe, open, warahmah household.

Slowly, Andrea rotates the body to face Cantika.

A smile rose on Cantika's face as her hands stretched out to grab Andrea's hand. Then she was crushed in the back of her husband's hand as a sign of service to a wife.

Cantika also closed the netra, dive into the warmth that was present to calm the soul because of the soft touch of Andrea's lips anchored on her forehead.

A pair of Adam and Eve then opened the net accompanied by the arch of the lips.

"Darling, may I ask for my rights tonight? Can I fulfill my duties as a husband? I want to give an inner living by pouring you affection" whispered Andrea in Cantika's ear.

A moment Cantika was silent because Andrea's whisper created a strange noise and made her freeze instantly. His license felt difficult to say when nervousness controlled itself.

"Dear, can you?" Andrea whispered back.

Cantika nodded and answered the question posed by Andrea with her voice sounding soft and trembling.

"Byeah, Mas. God willing, I am ready to give you your right to touch me and fulfill my duty."

"Thank you, dear."

Andrea reached out and touched the head of Cantika who was still wrapped in mucus. He recited the prayer before meeting very eloquently before practicing the theory he had learned from the book given by Hafidz and the goo-gle on the 'highest success of the first night'.

So, what happens to them next? Did Andrea score? Next episode, God willing will be missed ☺

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