My wife Bad Girl
Thirty Five

"The meaning of the world and the Hereafter is indeed the matter of each human being. But a husband has been appointed by God as a priest for his wife and family. So that the husband must guide and show the right way, especially to his wife and daughters later. Because ... if the husband can not educate his wife and daughter properly then the sin of the mistake they made will be bestowed upon the husband, God," rome with a soft sentence.

The sentence after sentence that hung from his lips reached the heart and recess of Micah's soul well. Until, this girl thought and felt it.

Since he was a child, as he remembered his father always educated him with religion. Before, the two of them lived apart because of Grandpa Sum who invited him to live together.

If you remember, the mother often went out of the house for business reasons. Even Micah was very rarely chatted or just taken care of by Sonia. Although, occasionally his mother would give a gift to just persuade and at that time Micah could no longer be angry let alone dare to sue.

"You mean, if Micah is not good then you will sin against what I do, will you?" ask Micah again. Look at this girl's eyes suddenly another. Rome could feel that what he was saying was slowly being well received by his wife.

"Rubber, Micah. You are my wife, accept or not accept you for this. Because, after I shake Om Rudi's hand, your father. So ... His entire responsibility towards you has moved," explained Roma while holding a haru inside his chest. I don't know why that feeling just came.

Micah was silent for a moment while examining what Rome had said with great emotion just now. It is fitting, all this time Rome impressed to arrange her dress, speech and attitude. The man before him also limited his abusive association including wild racing with bets.

"Have I been making it hard all this time? Is it because of this that he keeps looking for ways to make me fail?" micah's mind digested every meaning of the advice of Rome.

"So, you're managing my life not because you think you have it? Or have bought me from my father?" mike cecar.

This question is of course natural for women his age. Micah was raised in a family with little religion.

"Who bought a wife, Micah? In Islam there is no such term. We are united because of God's destiny. Even ... we didn't know each other before. However, by his power God immediately brings us together and unites us in a halal and holy bond, namely marriage. Regardless of how we meet. Because all of that is just sabab," said Roma.

Made Micah feel more confident that his heart had opened.

"Because, Micah heard from a friend even a lot of content like that. There are so many men who seem to have a woman completely after they have successfully married. It was as if he had the right to organize and demand this" Micah said.

This girl just keeps getting the information she wants to know. For it is also on the advice of Rome that we should not judge from one side only.

Micah was now conscious and understood that her husband had a good understanding of religion.

Uh, what did he say just now?

Husband?

Uhukks.

"Therefore, Micah. Women are encouraged to choose prospective husbands who understand religion and also sharia. So, the man can run his life with the rules of Islam. So there is no reason for him not to appreciate other humans including his own wife. Because no human being has the right to buy another human being for his control" explained Rome again.

Marik nodded with a smile on his face. This girl was very satisfied with the answer given by Rome.

Deserve it, Rome seemed to serve not demand to be served by him. The man even unites himself even though his attitude has been outside of nurul eh reason.

"Why are you smiling?" ask Roma which was the first time seeing Micah smiling sweetly like that.

"Eh, where's my smile!" refute Micah who instantly changed his expression.

"Don't bother everything!" ketus Micah again with his fierce eyes. But that made Rome laugh.

"What a hell my wife is. Watch out later on the same angel. You fail to enter heaven from whichever door you wish" Rome lamented in her subtle satire.

"Can't it be cursed? What am I wrong!" micah cried again still with his tone high enough.

"Now, because of this."

"Because what? I didn't want to go racing" Micah murmured. However, this girl is also afraid if she has to be cursed and go to hell.

"This, your slow way of speaking should be changed. Micah, learn to soften your voice and suppress your emotions when talking to your husband. For indeed, Allah loves tenderness" answered Rome, maintaining her soothing smile.

"Ekhm .. This is my innate self, I don't know how to change it" Micah said.

"God, slowly you can. You are a smart and intelligent girl. Until here used to notlim us, I've ended with the end of you kalam Alhamdulillah. Hopefully, we can often have this kind of time" Roma said with a satisfied smile on his face.

Micah nodded and so.

The girl went into the dressing room. Micah has now changed into a costume wearing sleeping pajamas.

Holding Micah's phone, he walked straight towards the bed.

Rome who was leaning on the head of the bed immediately turned her head. And how shocked he was to see the appearance of his little wife.

"O Allah, why is my trial not over yet" Rome lamented in her heart.

How not if right now Micah is only wearing pajamas with no inside. Thus, it clearly formed his chest and mountain peak that was challenging. Micah's chest size was quite large.

With his long black hair in the booth freely passed through his back. Not to mention the pajamas Mikha wore underneath were shorts.

The more complete is the suffering that must be borne by Rome tonight.

In a matter of seconds, Rome turned her back to Micah who had climbed onto the bed.

"He why?" inner Micah astonished. This girl is not aware that there is someone who is struggling to hold back his desires at this time.

"He was halal for me. But ... I can't have it and enjoy it now. I want Micah to accept my presence first. Do not be long, O God. It was not good, "Rome prayed in his heart, closing his eyes, trying to fall asleep quickly.

Patience to Rome.

It will be time later. 🤣

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