My Ustadz My Husband
The Part 24

Asma grumbled in annoyance because again and again everyone was lying to her. He said it was just a small event, inviting only neighbors and relatives. Though the guests were very many, when he asked why they were lying, Bilal casually replied.

"They are all neighbors and relatives. Neighbors and relatives of your family as well as neighbors and relatives of your family. My family relatives brought their relatives and so did your family relatives bring their relatives" Bilal's reply managed to make Asthma's head feel like breaking. He must stand for hours to greet guests and shake hands with those who congratulate him. Not to mention the photo session that makes Asthma's eyes still feel glare until now. And he was upset because the photographer always asked Asma to smile when in the photo.

"I've smiled" Asma replied in a lie.

"Behind that veil, you don't smile Miss, because when you smile, it will be visible in your eyes"

Asthma turns the eyeballs off guard, and Bilal whispers in his ear.

"Smile, my wife. If not, people will think you have to marry me"

"That's the truth, isn't it?"

"Of course not, I've given you a choice, and this is your choice"

Asma clenched his hands firmly resist the emotions that erupted, if on the wedding day Bilal had made his blood rise to the sweet potato. Somehow his day will be as Bilal's second wife.

Bilal wrapped his hands around Asthma's waist, making Asma gasp with a touch.

"Take me off" he whispered

"Why are you angry on our wedding day? Look at them!" Bilal refers to his family and the Asma family who seem very happy. Asma also saw her cousin who also enjoyed this celebration.

"Didn't you love them? If they are happy, are you unhappy?" Asthma did not answer. He enjoys seeing happiness on the faces of those closest to him. Maybe this is what we call sacrifice, he thought.

at 12 o'clock the show was finally over, Asthma breathed a sigh of relief. Guests have gone home, now only family members.

Asthma soon entered her room to change clothes. When opening the door, his mouth gaping watching his room in the decor like a bridal room. Ah errat, it's the bridal room, right?

Candles in the corner of the room, sprinkling fresh flower petals that form a heart on the bed, sweet-scented room fragrances, even flower arrangements that dangle beautifully on the window.

"What the hell is this" Asthma came in and she got rid of the wax, not only that, she also scrambled the flower, then took out the plastic trash, and she took it, he crawled up to the bed and began picking up flower petals scattered on his bed and then put them in plastic trash.

"Zahra... What are you doing?" Asma turned her head and found Bilal who had taken off her coat. Now he only wears a shirt that has been unbuttoned on it, his sleeve was folded, and unfortunately, Asma saw he looked sexy. Asthma shook her head expelling those dirty thoughts. Ah since when did he have such wild thoughts?

"Disposal" replied Asma continued her activity "Either who put flowers here, added work, do not know what people are tired, want to quickly go to sleep. This is Bi Ida, already know I hate white sheets, even my sheets in place of white sheets" Bilal biting his lips held back laughter looking at Astma's expression. His mind asked, Does Asthma not know what all that means?

"Listen, Zahra! it's a normal thing. I mean, those flowers, candles and white sheets add to the romantic feel. What else is this night...."

"Wait a minute...." Asma jumped off her bed "I know it's normal, I often see it like this in movies, or read it in novels. But the thing is, I. I. I. don't want to do it" Asma whispered at the end of the sentence "and. I don't want us to be in a room"

Bilal took a rough breath and immediately entered the room and then closed the door which of course made Asthma panic half to death.

"I told you, I don't want us to room" he ruffled his waist and stared intently at Bilal. But with the rest of Bilal instead threw his suit to the sofa beside the Asthma study table, then he began to open one by one the buttons of his shirt, his shirt, make Asthma immediately turn away and cover her face with both palms of her hands.

"Why are you undressing here? It's my room" she cried still covering her face.

"You take a shower, Zahra. Stunned, and one more thing. This is our room, okay. I'm entitled here, undress here, bathe here, sleep here" Asma peeked out from between her fingers and she immediately closed her eyes tightly as Bilal took off her shirt and now wears only a t-shirt inside.

"Basic, stubborn" murmured Asthma and ran out of the room.

He went into the kitchen and saw his Ummi, Fatimah, Aisyah and Aqilah who were cleaning the kitchen.

"Asma, what are you doing here?" asked Aisyah to look at Asma who was still in her dress and looked upset.

"Ummi, Asma slept with Ummi tonight?" whining her with spoiled

"Loh, I still want to sleep with her Ummi. They are married. Not a child anymore" her in-laws tease that makes Asma even more upset.

"Yes. but...."

"But what? And why haven't you changed your clothes, Asthma?" continued Fatimah.

"Yes how to change clothes.wong he is still in my room" he replied with annoyance.

"Bilal you mean?.m Yeah he's not your husband, Dek. Already, better get back to your room now, it's night. We also want to sleep" cried Aqilah

"But Ma'am...."

"There is but but. Let's go back to your room" Aqilah pulled Asthma's hand and brought her back to the room. While others can only shake their heads with the behavior of Asthma.

"He is, forgive him. I hope he grows up soon and does not bother Bilal later" Asma's mother told her. Bilal's mother just laughed a little, she had heard a lot from Bilal and her husband about Asthma.

"It doesn't matter at all, I like the nature of it. Makes me feel like I have another little princess"

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Asma folded her hands together on her chest, wanting to feel like she tore apart Bilal's handsome face which was currently casually lying on her bed wearing only shorts and t-shirts. Looks handsome, but sucks to think Asthma.

"Why is it still there? Come here" Bilal patted the bed on his side, Asma walked towards the bed making Bilal smile, but Astma just took her doll and hugged her in the chest.

"I told you, I did..."

"Whether you want to or not, we'll keep the room. We're husband and wife, Zahra" Asma rattled. He walked up to the couch and laid himself down there "You want to sleep on the couch?" ask Bilal. Asma reluctantly replied, she began to close her eyes and tightly hugged her doll.

"Zahra, later your body hurts" still no response from Asthma makes Bilal only able to sigh "Zahra..." Bilal got out of bed and approached Asma.

"Well, you sleep on the couch, I sleep in the bed" Asma replied, closing her eyes.

"That's what it is. The sofa is that small, which is enough for me"

"Egois" hissed Asma, although he had a small body but the sofa was still not enough for him.

"Yes, let your body ache tomorrow. Just know the taste" said Bilal who made Astma grit his teeth because upset. Bilal returned to his bed, pulled the blanket over his body and he began to close his eyes.

Because he no longer heard Bilal's voice, Asma opened his eyes, and he glared in disbelief to find Bilal who even slept comfortably in his bed as if there was no burden whatsoever.

"True to be. His wife sleeps on the couch, he's good to sleep in bed. That's my bed again"

After a moment of closing his eyes, Bilal opened his eyes again, he could not possibly sleep while Asthma was still on the sofa, after making sure Asma was really asleep, Bilal approached him, and he was still asleep, he looked at the plain face of Asma who was always adorable when he fell asleep.

With a very careful heart, Bilal lifted Astma's body and brought her to bed. Feeling disturbed sleep, Asthma squirms, Bilal immediately rubbed his head until Asthma calmed down again. After enveloping Asma Bilal was lying next to Asthma, wanted it to feel like he was tightly hugging Asthma but he resisted that desire for fear of Asthma waking up and scolding her.

"Great dream, my little wife. I love you" Bilal whispered in Asthma's ear, and gave a good-night kiss on Asthma's forehead.

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Tbc...