My student's my future husband?
(S2) Bonus Episode 11

The series of wedding events Alice and Angga was completed before the dzuhur adhan, even most of the Angga family had returned to their respective homes. Arsene and Angga sit on the couch.

“So when is the recipe plan?” ask Arsene who is holding Ryu.

“Front month possible. Still a plan. Want to survey first,” Angga replied loosening a red tie on the collar of his shirt.

“You guys will stay where?” ask Arsene again.

“Perhaps while here. Alice asks, because grandparents are also lonely rich when Alice leaves.”

Arsene.

“Sen out jerk yuk, there's something I want to ask you!” take Angga, his face looks nervous.

“Aaan anyway? Why not here?!” sergeant Arsene.

“Too crowded here, Mas Bro!”

“Halah! I'm going to send Ryu to Zaara first, sleepy power!” Arsene held his son in his arms and gave it to his wife, who had just finished lunch. He came back to his best friend.

Angga invited him to sit outside because it was quiet from others.

“Anaan anyway?!” asked Arsene to sit on the porch.

“Lu have rich reading reference is not it?!” tanya Angga sounded hesitant.

“Kaya is what do you mean?” Arsene doesn't understand.

“That's it.. when you're out of wedlock try!” Angga scratching his temples, groggy.

Arsene laughing.

“Yes, I think an Angga is already an information expert on the matter! Turns out..”

“Gue is nervous and I am worried about how Alice is doing. You know, he still keeps my distance!”

“Now marriage is reasonable, Ga! Zaara was also fierce to me. Pinter-pinter you melt his heart. He wants to marry you, meaning his heart has fallen over you,” Arsene cheers. Angga.

“If the first night is mandatory?” ask Angga again.

“Ya depends on your readiness. If you are both ready, why postpone?! Throw-in!” arsene replied casually, he also remembered the first night after marrying Zaara. Even he had to hold back his desires longer.

“Lu itself is ready?! What age did you marry? Very young, right?!”

“Gue married 19 years, we are both plain. Not really, but I had to procrastinate because you know, I have to go to Sydney and split with Zaara.”

“Was serious? Lu nunda is so during ama Zaara's split?!” angga's voice sounded loud.

“Sst, very noisy lu!”

“That's great you, Sen!” The goose looked at him in disbelief.

“Choard no?! If I have tipped ***-*** for 3 days, but my farm is far away, will not be strong I, yes I have delayed all of you!”

“Mantap Mas Bro!” Angga gave her two thumbs.

“Read it, later I send the pdf! Want to read that?” ask Arsene.

“I have read it, just theory is always not in line with practice. So I ask you who has experience!”

Arsene chuckled, recalling his awkward experience.

“Yes have learned from their own experience if so!” sahut Arsene's.

"God! Not helping at all!”

“Yes, the problem is that the skill is tested if it has been practiced, not read the theory. The important thing is tau adab and science before practice,” replied Arsene.

“Yes yes!” Angga surrender.

“Do not make sense that one of you is not ready. Open and honest with each other. Make yourself equally comfortable with each other, insyaAllah efficacious,” said Arsene confidently. He also failed during the first attempt.

“Sip! Noah!”

The two men still continued their conversation until finally the dzuhur adhan reverberated. They decided to walk directly to the mosque which is located not far from the residence of Grandpa Jaya.

“Kak, we go home first huh?” pamit Arsene to his cousin's brother who has changed clothes.

“Go home now, Cen?!” ask Alice.

“Yes, tired! Kaya want to try to remember the first night too deh!” arsene's answer made Zaara nudge her husband's body.

“Gue scared, Cen!” exclaim Alice slowly. Angga was still in his room changing clothes.

“Not to be afraid, Angga is not a monster! She will definitely gently treat sister!” answer Arsene.

“Casual aja Kak Al, I also used to do it, hehe!” zaara replied blushing.

“He! Thank you very much yes, later I ask the same you yes Ra, if there is anything!”

“Siap Kak!”

“Ga, let's go back first huh?!” shouted Arsene. Angga rushed out of his wife's room.

“Aamiin!”

“Cepet love Ryu temen yes?!” arsene Goda.

Both blushing. “Doain aja!”

“Ga, you still permit Kak Al to work in my store?!”

Angga glanced at his wife.

“Later yes we obrolin first.”

“Sip! Have fun! Assalamu’alaikum!”

“Wa’alaikumsalam.”

The two returned home after Alice and Angga's wedding ceremony that afternoon.

Zaara had managed to put Ryu to sleep that night after nursing him for an hour. His eyes were even closed when he was breastfeeding. The woman immediately performed her delayed isha prayer.

“Honey...” Arsene entered the room, in his hand was a plate of pieces of fruit that he deliberately prepared for his wife.

Zaara who had just finished her prayer turned her head.

“Nih eat first!” exciting Arsene.

Arsene often prepares dinner for his wife, even if only fresh fruits. He's a really considerate husband.

“Still, Darling!” Zaara folded her face and put it in the closet.

The two sat on a carpet that was tucked inside their room.

“You didn't eat?” tanya Zaara poked the fruit with her fork

“I'm still full, I'll eat a lot at grandfather's house before I go home.”

“You tired?” ask Arsene.

“No, ordinary. Sister Alice's wedding is very simple.”

“Iya. Not rich we used to be, standing while waiting for guests who want salaman.”

Zaara smiled considering her marriage.

Zaara's rained hair gave off a seductive fragrance. Moreover, Zaara had just cut her hair and bangs, making her face look fresh and bright, just like when Arsene first saw her open the aurat.

The man changed his sitting position so that he sat side by side with his wife. Zaara started sniffing at her husband's suspicious appearance. Only, he remained focused on finishing the pieces. Zaara put her empty plate on the table and gulped down her drinking water. She sat down next to her husband who was pensive.

“What do you think, Brother Darling?” tanya Zaara looked at her husband's face.

Arsene stared back at him, smiling broadly with a pop of lower eyelids.

“No! Just traveling to three years ago,” he replied.

Zaara frowned, then chuckled small.

Arsene slid his leg.

“Sit here anyway!” the order was on Zaara, patting her thighs.

Zaara did not protest against her, she followed her husband's orders just like that to sit on his thigh and put her hands around her husband's neck who kept looking at him in the shade.

“You are nostalgic huh?” guess Zaara.

Arsene laughed a little.

“It used to be on the first day after we got married, we can only do this without any further right?!” arsene said to fix his wife's son's hair that was scratched next to his cheek.

“Yes, but you wear a towel! Make me groggy half dead,” replied Zaara.

“If now try again, would you like not? But until the show was over,” pinta Arsene, making Zaara blush and then nodded afterwards.

Arsene began to draw his face closer to his wife's face. His eyes were glistening as his lips grabbed Zaara's lower lip. Gently he grabbed it until it made a slumber. Both of their eyes were equally closed enjoying a moment that felt like back to three years ago, when they both felt the first kiss that made opium. Feels warm and pleasant.

The sigh greets, flows throughout the body, awakening the deepest, humbling desire. The breath felt strong when the lip link slipped for a moment. A chest that goes up and down indicates that both have the same desire. Both began to fall.

A blanket of love covers the two that are fused together.

“I love you, Honey!” whiskey Arsene.

“I love you too!”

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