New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
Worship again

A long night for the two people who are still wrapped under the blanket, the cold makes the two more tightened embrace.

Aisha started to rub her net when she felt amused at her neck. He felt a warm gust in the recess of his neck.

But immediately Aisha rounded her eyes perfectly when her fingers felt her husband's skin unobstructed, making her recall their last night activities.

Before being caught by Faris, Aisha intends to get up to the bathroom to clean up. Only then will she wake her husband.

“Aduh ...”

Aisha's movements stopped when suddenly pain was felt at the base of her thighs, making her sit back in her bed.

Faris who felt disturbed because of Aisha's movements made her work on the eyes.

“Why Dear? Pain huh?” asked Faris who was fully awake with a hoarse voice typical of people waking up.

Aisha simply nodded her head while covering her face that had met red.

Faris got up from her sleep, walking to the side of the bed near Aisha. Disbursed blanket that still covers his wife's body, then without warning Faris carrying Aisha to the bathroom.

“Abang!” pekik Aisha was shocked and embarrassed.

Faris just smiled and walked casually, Aisha suddenly hid her face on the chest of Faris' field and put her hands on Faris' neck.

Faris dropped Aisha down on the side of the bathtub which looked very spacious and magnificent, she filled the bathtub with warm water. Do not forget to include bubble bath and lily-flavored aromatherapy oil.

Aisha simply stared at her husband full of admiration, her neutrality following every move Faris made.

After finishing, Faris helps Aisha to soak, enjoying the scent of lily that bursts into her nose.

“You want to shower together?” goda Faris who sat on the side of the bathtub looked at the woman who looked very relaxed leaning and soaking in the bathub.

“Abang ih!” Sontak Aisha opened her eyes that were closed to enjoy her bathing event.

“Yes has been changed, but not for long. Later on Brother will soon follow also.” Again Faris seduces his wife who looks very adorable.

***

“Wait! You're a habit if people talk again left behind.” Ayla slightly raised her voice as she chased after Gus Hasan's steps. Not to forget that his two bodyguards were always loyal to follow Ayla.

“Ayla! Oh my God it's Ayla, right?”

Suddenly a group of young people around the Bosphorus bridge murmured at him, scrambling to ask for a picture with him. Even the two guards were overwhelmed by Ayla's booming fans.

“Ayla we love you ..”

“Ayla we missed you ..”

In Istanbul, who does not know the musician with his beautiful voice named Hulya Ayla Filiz. But not many know the background of an Ayla, although her name skyrocketed but she included public figures that are very closed to the media, they only know only limited to her stage name, namely ‘Ayla’.

The only daughter of Ajeng Pramisti, a Javanese woman and Ahmed Abbas Yilmaz, a Turkish man. The combination of two extraordinary genes makes Ayla not only attractive, but also a tough and charismatic woman tucked from the genes of her mother as a Javanese woman.

Due to her talent in the world of sound, many labels are vying to recruit Ayla into her shade, but she is too in love with her freedom. He doesn't want to be attached to anything, he just wants to sing along with his instincts.

All the efforts that Ayla has done even to spread her wings far enough as now, of course not because of money. He thinks it's all just to fill the void in him who knows what it is. It's just a wild cat that needs attention.

Gus Hasan stopped his steps, observing the commotion of what was really happening to the woman.

The instinct in him says to help women who look difficult is being mobbed by his booming fans.

Unknowingly since his meeting on the plane at that time, why he should always interfere in the affairs of the woman. Is Gus Hasan starting to care about Ayla? And slowly forget Aisha?.

“My credit!” invite Gus Hasan to sneak among the fans.

Ayla who looks confused just to obey, leaving her bodyguard to face her fans alone.

Gus Hasan stopped his steps when he felt quite safe, he was very surprised when he had unconsciously grasped Ayla's hand. Getting in touch with the opposite sex, something Gus Hasan has never done except for his mother and older sister. Many times his oral pronounce istighfar because it has violated the principle that he has always maintained.

“Sorry, I didn't mean anything,” said Gus Hasan clumsy.

“Emmm I'm more sure that you actually care about me?” Ayla grew more confident after seeing Gus Hasan's treatment of her earlier.

“Actually your motives always appear in my world tuh what the hell? Not because of popularity or money, right? You already have it all.”

“Who said? My life is not as perfect as you imagine.”

“Keep why?”

“I just want to know you better, what's wrong?” ayla replied that Gus Hasan was silent.

“Nothing. Let everything run its course, we can be friend right?”

“Okay, just a friend.” Gus Hasan's gaze remained straight ahead, glaring at the beautiful night sky from the top of the Bhosporus bridge where he and Ayla were conversing.

“You're a Jogja?” ayla asked Gus Hasan.

“Yes, I'm original Jogja.”

“Ke here for college? Work? Or what?” Ayla starts to get curious about the life of Gus Hasan.

“Flee,” said Gus Hasan lightly, making Ayla who was sipping mineral water instantly choke.

“Uhuk .. uhuk. You mean?”

“We just got to know, can I trust you?” Gus Hasan looks probing.

“Hey, I'm not as bar-bar as you think yes. We are friends now,” Ayla replied in self-defense.

“Sometimes,” says Gus Hasan stays flat.

Ayla just nodded her head, not wanting to look too eager to interfere. Though they had just become friends, Ayla certainly did not want to ruin her image in front of her new friend.

***

Aisha was tidying her face back up when Faris stepped into their room after dawn at the complex mosque. Not to forget Aisha immediately kissed the back of Faris' hand, seeking her husband's blessings and ridho.

“Honey here,” said Faris patting an empty bed next to him.

“Ish no ah, then even sleep again. You will have to go to the Hospital,” replied Aisha who was still busy tidying up the koko clothes that Faris was wearing earlier.

“In the meantime doang, plisss,” said Faris with her puppy eyes, making Aisha unable to disobey her.

Faris immediately laid her head on Aisha's lap.

“Abang drowsy darling, semalem will just sleep daunted doang,” tease Faris by instantly closing the net.

Platkk …. A light punch landed on Faris' arm, making the owner just smile in his mouth, then instantly turned into subtle strokes on Faris's face that made him fall asleep.

“Abang ih can not sleep, it must go to the Hospital,” said Aisha wagging Faris' body in her lap.

“Hmmm.”

Faris actually increasingly put his head on Aisha's stomach, his two arms wrapped around his wife's slender waist.

“Today Abang holiday dong,” said Faris vaguely namum can still be heard by Aisha.

Suddenly Aisha's face sparkled to hear her husband's words, of course, such quality time should not be missed.

“Ica very dear same Bang Faris.” Aisha whispered right in Faris' sleeping ear.

Faris, who had not yet fully fallen asleep, opened her eyes and rose from her sleep. Following Aisha sat down by leaning on the headboard of the bed.

“What Dear? Once again.”

Aisha smiled, raising her hand slowly to gently caress her husband's firm jaw.

“Ica very dear to Bang Faris,” he said staring intense bead eyes Faris sparkling.

Faris brought her face closer, gently rubbed her beautiful lips that looked very blushing to be devoured, Aisha just commented on her smile feeling the warmth of Faris's breath sweeping across her face.

Faris instantly clenched her sweet lips in front of him, this time hotter than before. Aisha was getting better at replying to every page that Faris distributed.

Slowly Faris's lips began to descend down Aisha's neck, and lingering in her recess made Aisha firmly grip Faris' arm wrapped around her waist. It was seen Aisha biting her lower lip, perhaps holding back from sighing.

But Faris increasingly launched his attacks that made Aisha's defense collapse instantly.

The kiss is getting heated, making the turmoil on the body both increasingly rebellious, even the cold of the morning and air conditioning was not able to relieve the increasingly burning turmoil.

That morning they again repeat their worship last night with a different sensation.

***

Connect ...

Don't forget to vote, like and comment for nyemangatin author ya readers dearest ...