My wife's the General's son
Worship together

With my heart pounding I returned to my room. When I entered I saw Mas Yusuf back to sleep in the same position, which is to sit with his hands folded on his chest.

I shook my head a little, why is it so easy to sleep? Did he not sleep last night? Ah, I don't know. I looked at the wall clock, it turned out to be half six in the morning. I must not wake Mas Yusuf.

This is all because I had too much drama until he fell asleep waiting for me. He must have thought I was a slow, unreliable wife.

I sighed whole-chestedly to supply more oxygen. It felt like my chest was rumbling again as I looked at her face, and my eyes turned to her body that was engulfed in the chest.

I observed that sexy body, her arms were stocky, her abdominal muscles were forming a box. Her chest was fielded, and also her skin was pure white. He really is every woman's dream.

Oh Allah, Khanza why? don't be so damn self-serving. Everything you see belongs only to his rightful wife.

I soon awoke from daydreaming, doubtfully sitting by his side, my hand outstretched holding onto Mas Yusuf's shoulder. Even though my chest is still blowing.

"Mas Yusuf, get up, here's the sarong and the alphabet" I said very slowly.

Slowly she opened her eyelids, the net we met, she looked at me deeply, I really did not dare to return that gaze any longer, my heart felt insecure.

"This is the cloth and the alphabet, Mas." I handed the worship equipment to her with a bowed face.

"Ah, yes. Thanks, sorry for the trouble." He straightened his body to fix his sitting position.

I immediately stood up to go to the bathroom to clean myself up. However, my hand was grabbed by him. My heart was beating again.

"Sir, can we do it this morning?"

My tongue feels bad. I don't know what that means. My brain really cannot translate what is implied from the words of Mas Yusuf.

He still looked at me fixedly, my hand still in his grasp.

"Mbak Khanza, I know my mistake was so big that it made Mbak's situation like this. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I sinned, I always thought how I could make amends for Khanza. I am a man who has a wife and children. But I'm ruining the future, Mrs Khanza."

Mas Yusuf looked at me with teary eyes, I felt so filled with regretful words, I also could not hold back tears. Unexpectedly, she gently wiped my tears. I forced myself to look at him, so that now our gazes met. "Sir, will you pray together?" her tan was so soft that it made my cry come back and I nodded quickly.

"Let's take a shower, I'll wait." I nodded obediently again, indeed he was such a perfect husband, it was fortunate that Madam Tiara had a priest like him.

I wanted to go to the bathroom, but the clothes I was carrying were still in my lap. "Mas, this is no clothes, sorry if it does not suit the taste of Mas Yusuf."

"Thank you again, I'm sorry I've been a lot of trouble. Whatever you give me I'll love."

His words made my heart uncertain. He is so good at encouraging his partner. I'm sorry if I admire you more, Mom.

I got up towards the bathroom immediately cleaned myself up, after which took ablution. It didn't take long for me to finish and come out wearing only a bathrob.

I saw that he was sitting on his tongue, I quickly went to the cupboard and took my face and held my prayer rug right behind Mas Yusuf.

We perform two rakaat obligatory prayers first before performing the prayer. He became the imam I makmumnya, finished performing the obligatory prayer, Mas Yusuf again became the priest to lead the prayer circumcision repentance. On each prayer mat we solemnly carried out, of course with tears of regret accompanying our prostration. However we have committed a great sin, we ask for His forgiveness.

In the last prostration, we ask God for forgiveness, With all our regrets we appeal to the caliph in order to forgive the sin of the caliphate we have committed.

I also could not hold back the tears that returned. I know that in his firm and responsible attitude there must be a lot of burdens. He must be in a dilemma because he has cheated on Mbak Tiara.

I promise I will never burden him, no matter what Mas Yusuf's decision, I will accept it with sincerity. I will always pray for happiness to be with him and with Ms. Tiara. I don't want to be a barrier to their happiness.

Finished praying, Mas Yusuf turned his body to face me, his lips formed a smile while extending his hand, I immediately welcomed the hand of the Man who is now my husband and I kissed the back of the hand. She held both my cheeks and kissed my forehead deeply, my heart pounding back my face was hot.

"Mbak Khanza, I know Mbak must hate me a lot. But please, please allow me to look after Mbak during Khanza's pregnancy. Allow me to pay attention to the baby in Khanza's womb. I don't know how to make up for this mistake."

My tears fell back. My heart is so full, he really makes me feel comfortable, he's such a caring guy. But I don't want to get too carried away in all this. I know whatever he's doing because he wants to be responsible for his son.

I just nodded, I really can't figure out how to express my feelings right now. May I be happy to receive a little good treatment from the man who is also my husband.

I'm sorry Ma'am Tiara, allow me to be a little selfish, which is to receive the attention of Mas Yusuf. Because my son also has the right to get affection from his Papa

"Don't cry anymore, Ma'am. Say whatever you want in your heart, and never hesitate to ask for what you want. As long as I can, I will do it and give it.

"I didn't ask for anything, Mom. But I only ask, can Joseph change the call to me?"

I saw him smiling stiffly and his hand scratching his non-itchy nape. "What should I call?" tanyanya is still sad.

"Call me properly, Mas" said trying to stay calm while removing the remaining tears that were still wetting the cheeks.

"From Ma'am to Adek, can you?" the question came back that made my face meet.

I just smiled shyly and nodded slowly. He rubbed my head which was still wrapped in mucus. "Thank you." He immediately stood up and wanted to fold his alphabet, but I immediately held back.

"No need, Mas, let me just clean up," said I immediately take over his job. He just nodded and smiled back.

I saw he was already wearing the clothes I gave him earlier, maybe when I was in the bathroom he was wearing them.

On standing in front of the glass noticed his face that looked still bruised. I immediately took the medicine box that I had not been able to treat the wound last night.

"Mas Joseph wants to go home now?" I asked as I walked up to him.

"Ah, yes. I also want to take care of the documents to return to duty in the Police."

"Then let me treat your wounds first, Mas." He just nodded and followed me to sit on the sofa.

I slowly applied bruising ointment to the skin of his face. I was so focused on the wounds on his face without me noticing him watching my face. Our distance was so close that I could feel her warm breath.

"Did it hurt?" I try to distract. He just smiled and shook his head. Please, don't look at me again.

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