Not Laila Majnun
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The newlyweds were hugging after a session of giving to each other. The endless kisses given by the husband to the wife ceaselessly.

"It hurts?" Lukman asked curiously after pounding his wife with all the strength he had.

Laila shook her head slowly while hiding her head in her husband's armpits.

"Nake?" Ask Lukman again.

"Ehmmmm..... It's good?" Said Laila while tapping her index finger on her lips.

"We repeat again, let's know what's good. We're reviewing it!" Said Lukman who was ready with a reheat. This time he started from the neck of Laila's cage.

"Youngass....! Amused....!!!!"

"Not that?" Lukman asked with a hand playing on his wife's chest.

Laila bit her lips while closing her eyes. He ignited passion but his body was no longer strong to sigh. Her body felt crumpled dimly due to the uncontrollable power of the husband. Lukman is like a man who breaks his fast after a long time. Quenching thirst.

Laila who initially wanted to feel the taste of breaking up the virgin was now even afraid that her husband would eat her once again. He really can't take it anymore.

"For mass... ssshhhh....!!!!"

"Not that?"

"That's delicious. So ennak...." Laila said, forcedly biting her lips because her husband's hand was still going everywhere.

Cup

Lukman kissed Laila's lips.

"That's dong!! Say good! Let me know. You are no longer a virgin!" Said Lukman again.

"Emang mas since when is not a virgin?" Laila asked while looking at her husband's face

"And you took my virginity. You have to take responsibility!" Lukman seduces his wife.

"IIhhhh..... Not going back?" Laila said a little annoyed.

"I want it after we officially broke virgin but because you are impatient so yes....."

"Kok me....?" Laila did not accept as she pursed her lips and turned her body back to her husband.

"I'm not kebelet ya mas, just weird just look at you like not interested like that me...."

"Not interest... I really want to even but I hold it to be legal first in the country... Sorry !! don't be angry!" Lukman hugged his wife's stomach and kissed her cheek.

"Even before we get married, he's often tense because of you...." Said Lukman again.

Laila who heard that then turned around

"Times?"

Lukman nodded his head and carried his wife's hand to his gun which had been standing since. They had not dressed after the heat struggle made the skin of the two touch each other and it made Lukman's blood rustle back.

"Mass....." Shouted Laila who was immediately smothered by her husband.

"Shutttt Doni will listen....!"

"I'm still tired...."

"One more time...... ! pleases....Poor him .... !!ok ?You just shut up and feel it! Tomorrow let me cook ? Can you?"

"Just one more time, huh?"

"Yes promise...."

And it came to pass again until they reached their peak with the roar of the hunting breath that ended with a hug to cool the body temperature.

"Yank.... I never prayed....that's how?" Laila started the conversation while they were still hugging.

"What?"

"Must pray again or what?"

"Try repeating...!"

"I never prayed..."

"The word before that.."

"Repeat from the beginning!"

"Yank.... I used to...."

"What do you call me?"

Laila smiled and understood the direction of her husband's question.

"Darling... Don't like it? what'd she want to call?"

"When did you love me?" lukman said as he grabbed his wife's head and drowned her in his chest.

"Since that time.."

"When?"

"I was the one who talked first..? Don't want to ah..."

"I love you.."

"What ?" Laila raised her head so that she could see Lukman's face, "don't hear that.."

"I-love - you" Laila smiled as she drowned her head in the chest of her husband's fluffy chest from the chest to the belly down

"I love you too" she breathed in her husband's sweat, which she thought was more fragrant than any perfume she ever breathed. Lukman also kissed Laila on the top of her head.

"How do I pay my prayer debt?" ask Laila again

"Ready prayer fardlu continue to pray again, the intention of mengqodlo pray. For example the dhuhur prayer his intention, usolli fardlodh dhuhri arba'a rokaatin mustaqbilal qiblati qodlo'an lillahi ta'ala. I Intent to meng qodlo solat dhuhur because Allah is obedient. Do not forget the istighfar and the repentance of nasuha. Promise to Alloh will not stop praying anymore" Laila mustard listening to Lukman's explanation while tightening her arms on her husband's back.

"Why never pray?" Ask Lukman.

"Capek. keep working. My life burden is heavy. There is no place to lean, but now I just know it turns out many people whose lives are harder than mine but they still worship...."

"The name of the person living in the world must be given the test of life. If you are dead, you are not tested anymore. Enjoy the results during life in the world"

"Uhs... if you say that why always squeak so anyway..."Laila pinched Lukman's lips with her fingers.

That night they stayed up late talking about many things, no matter the morning before.

"Tomorrow I will register our marriage in KUA. prepare a photo of KTP coffee with KK. We're gonna have a simple reception at Dad's. Is there something you want, baby?"

"Darling ....? since when do you love me?" Laila asked her husband back.

"When? maybe since you prayed in a self-service mosque..."

"Buck...."

"Hum..." Lukman touched Laila's nose and walked down his wife's pretty face with his index finger.

"I want a proposal like people...."

"Is that what romantic means?"

"Not that... the mas family here the same as bring the cake decorated.. like that...."

"Ohh... It's just a cake, right? I haven't harvested 'cause, anymore, bokek"

"Yes, I'll try to contact the distant families of father and mother, maybe they can come"

"Hum..."

Laila twirled her index finger across Lukman's chest, forming abstract patterns. Writing her name, her husband's name, writing I love you. The face of Lukman. Everything touched. Vice versa. Lukman played his wife's hair, touching her face and other parts of her body with his fingers and sometimes with his lips made Laila flinch and repeatedly hit her husband's arm.

"Later in the bath read the nawaitul ghusla lyrof'il hadastil Akbari minal jinabati fardhol lillahi ta'ala prayer then the intention in my heart is to bathe to eliminate the great hadas of jinabah because Allah ta'ala while flushing the body with water. All parts of the body must be exposed to water, including the creases. Ears, eyes, armpits, nails, nose, mouth cavity, navel, qubuls or ***** should also be exposed to water lest anyone be missed. Understand no?"

"Yes later if I don't understand I'll ask the same question"

"There's Doni here, if my dad's house tomorrow there's a bathroom in my room" she explained.

"Waaah....." Just hearing that Laila was happy

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When Laila looked for bed linen in her closet she found a parcel that turned out to contain money. And he thinks it's a lot