My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 88. Trials

Lunch was over a few hours ago. While jazz music that sounds romantic still flowed beautifully accompanied by a curtain dance that was stroked by the wind. The two couples still enjoy the togetherness and warmth behind the door to the balcony terrace. Arsene embraced his wife's body from behind, while he put his chin on his wife's open shoulder.

“You're here for one month right?” ask Arsene.

“Yes, check my flight ticket.” Zaara looked at her husband.

“So during that too we can try that again?” Arsene pressed his cheek against his wife's cheek.

“Less one week because I'm about to menstruate.”

“If you don't menstruate?”

“Means I'm pregnant!”

“Can be that fast huh?” arsene asked raising both eyebrows.

“Can only, how does Allah love sustenance.”

“You're really ready to have a child?”

“Hopefully, daring to start means having to be prepared with the consequences. I've decided to marry you, so I should be ready to conceive your child at a young age. Even though I was still hesitating. Last night, he was crying out for mercy. Hehe, sorry yes!” Zaara was downcast considering the events last night.

“Sst... Don't keep apologizing. This was indeed the first experience, so it was only natural that there was a slight error. The human being must try to continue until it succeeds, then can enjoy the results. Enter yuk, the wind is big later you catch wind again wearing ginian clothes!”

Arsene led his wife's arm to sit on the sofa, then closed the glass door that limited the living room and balcony. Arsene sat next to his wife who turned on the television and found a romantic Hollywood drama movie there. Although Arsene was not very fond of drama films, seeing his wife interested in the film he finally tried to follow the plot.

Zaara seemed to be swept away by the storyline brought by the famous actresses and actors. Arsene only noticed the curves of his wife's face from the side that was highlighted by the afternoon sun. He admired her in every curve of his face, remembering that round and cute lips made his desire grow back. Moreover, Zaara looks beautiful in the graceful dress. Her upper body curves look perfect in her eyes. Arsene downed his saliva and his eyes returned to the television screen.

Suddenly, Zaara turned off the screen and turned to her husband.

“Why turned off? Did you finish watching it?” ask Arsene astonishment.

Zaara grabbed the collar of her husband's shirt and brought her closer. His face was blushing with embarrassment. It's just that he remembered a message, should a wife melt her shame in front of her husband. She was aware of the mistake last night, worried too much about her, making it difficult for her husband's first game. Now that he was worried, the angel would curse him.

The girl boldly pulled the collar of her husband so that it brought her face closer to each other. With her soft and dim eyes, the girl grabbed her husband's lower lip without embarrassment anymore. Of course Arsene was surprised, but the kiss always made him fall asleep again, even more so his desire was not over. His heart was pounding, draining body rushes that encouraged his deepest love. Arsene pulled the girl's body until she put it on her lap.

"To yuk's room, pray first!" zaara lirih.

"What prayer?!" asked Arsene innocently, considering they had performed dzuhur prayer after lunch.

"Shabit, mmh...."

Arsene recalled what she had read in the Wedding Gift book. He quickly carried his wife into the room to pray the sunnah before again trying to unite in love that afternoon.

The two young men pray as recommended by the Prophet.meaning that the desire of love that has been buried in can be separated in his pleasure and mercy. Zaara kissed the back of her husband's hands clingy and reverent. Continuing on the bed, Arsene again recited a prayer so that the experiment this time could bring blessings for both, then Arsene dyed his wife's crown while reciting prayers for his wife who prayed.

The atmosphere turned warm with the roar of breath that was mutual. The gentle blowing wind helps to drain the cold so that the romance prologue is more comfortable with both. Arsene began to lead the game, opening it with a soft, heartfelt kiss. This time the game is smoother, slower, and more patient. He didn't want to repeat what happened last night.

The game continues, the hotter, the softer, and the deeper. The two young people who have formed a bond in the service of the Owner of Love are no longer closed themselves. Letting love harmonize in gentle quick vibrations and impulses, harboring fond memories that will always be recorded in the soul for as long as they live. A loving aura enveloped the two who now managed to unite the soul and body in one love. Dhikr and prayer are held in a heart that is in love and loved when the release of desire occurs, making the atmosphere of the room warmer.

Arsene clenched his wife's forehead after giving up his first desire and lying next to his wife, feeling tired even though his feelings had been relieved. He gently stroked Zaara's strung hair.

“Sick?” tanyanya whispers.

Zaara nodded then smiled small, “later also lost!” answer slowly.

Arsene smiled, “thank you, darling!” he said while embracing his body to his wife.

Tiredness greeted their bodies, making those awake eyes now slowly dimmed and closed. The two fell asleep until Arsene's phone call woke them up.

Zaara got up from her bed, still enduring the pain in her lower body that now felt strange. Her body somehow feels uncomfortable and sore. It was just that the girl kept getting up while continuing to cover her body with the cloth of her dress, because of the call of her Lord. Arsene's eyes were open to feel the movement of someone beside him.

“Where are you?” ask Arsene slowly. His body felt very tired, his bones felt crushed after his activity a few hours ago.

“I want to take a shower! Wanna come?" haggade Zaara .

“Bby?” tanyakanya.

Zaara simply flicked her shoulders and walked into the bathroom with a step staggered holding something down. Arsene followed him and joined him there. The man completely forgot about the candles and the essential oil. There may be another time to try it.

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That night, the Ferdians didn't come home. The day was late and the sky was thick. Arsene, who was sitting in front of the television, tried to call the number of his father and mother. Connection connected.

“Mom, where are you?” ask Arsene to worry.

“Wollongong.”

“When to go home?”

“Cause, we are still here! Mommy will call again. Diligent to make children, let Finn have friends, haha!”

Arsene patted his head.

“Yes, contact me if there is anything!”

“Siap, Dear Acen! Bye!”

Arsene sighed, hopefully his mother's words were right if they were having fun in Wollongong, one of the beach destinations that are also recommended by many tourists.

“So where are they?” ask Zaara who just finished cleaning up the rest of the dinner.

“Wollongong, not far away! But it's late.” Arsene rests her body on the back of a soft sofa.

“Ya we have been waiting aja.”

“In room only yuk!” Arsene stood up and embraced his wife's body.

Raised Zaara eyebrows, “oke!”

The man lit the aromatherapy candle his mother had given him this morning, wondering if the effect was so great as his mother had said? Meanwhile, the desire in his own body was still passionate even though it had been issued earlier this afternoon. It seems he still needs a distribution. The smell of green tea really makes it calm and comfortable. Zaara who had just changed her clothes in the bathroom, was quite surprised by the fragrance.

“Contents where is this?” tanyanya while putting her clothes into her dirty basket.

“This!” Arsene pointed at the candle.

“Enak really fragrant,” said Zaara approached her husband.

“You like?”

“Mmh... mmh..” Zaara nodded.

Arsene pulled his wife's body and asked her to lie down on the bed.

“Mumpung still no one here, we play yuk!?” ask Arsene to roll one eye and smile.

“Main what?” ask Zaara plain.

“Main football, wkwk!”

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