Om That Possessive, MY HUSBAND!
DEAR OM

"Haha....." I still laugh and sometimes giggle, even until Om Zidan goes back into his study. When I saw Om Zidan's face, I was not strong enough to hold back my laughter. Laughing at him who suddenly just stopped the game that he started himself. Because his desire was also provoked earlier.

"Hiks, it's not my fault, Om! I remember, but it was Om Zidannya who did not want to be horrified!"

He just snorted annoyed. His hands were busy turning on the computer. And fiddled with it, before he finally started working on the pending work.

"Don't fuck me again!" He looked at me, his eyes looking at me with a bang. Not to forget also with his lips that smiled cruelly!

"It's time, I'm sure you can't laugh like that anymore, Manda!"

"Hehehe, geez, Om. Forgive me!" I shut my mouth so I wouldn't laugh at Om Zidan again. And yes, he just told me, I would definitely serve and would not refuse. Yes, even though I am a little scared!

"Om, wake me up if you've made it!" I said as I lay down on the couch, facing Om Zidan. My eyes have actually started to get sleepy, but still not willing to take the handsome face of Om Zidan out of my sight.

In the following minutes, I could no longer see that handsome face in the real world. My eyes are no longer strong, I am closed and dissolved in the cradle of dreams.

"Manda's? Wake, Honey!" I could feel Om Zidan's hand pricking my cheek. Her lips kissed my forehead sometimes and my lips too. I felt like I had just fallen asleep, and he woke me up!

"Udah ashar huh, Om?" I asked while opening my eyes, because it can no longer withstand the tingling feeling due to the actions of Om Zidan's ignorant lips!

Yes, God! What dream was I? Why see such a beautiful view?

I fell silent while trying to keep my mouth shut, so as not to be too wide open. However, my eyes were unable to blink when I saw the beautiful sight of Bread Sobek that was clearly displayed in front of me. Ah, not in front of me anymore, but right in front of my eyes!

"Omm?" Can't stand it anymore, my hand immediately touched it while raising my head to look at Om Zidan.

Om Zidan blinked his eyes. Tease me!

"Touch me, touch wherever my wife wants!"

He led my hand to touch further. Up to his slightly hairy chest, then down again to his checkered stomach. So on, until I felt my hands and cheeks start to heat up.

"Om, I'm gonna take a shower!" I deliberately pulled my hand. And Om Zidan didn't hold it. He even let me run out of his study just like that.

I ran into the room, without a second thought I opened the bathroom door. Close it and lock it quickly.

"My heart?" I held my heart beating so fast while leaning my body against the bathroom door.

Though I have often seen Bread Sobek Om Zidan, but to touch it with full awareness, I just do it now. Usually I touch it when my mind is distracted by Om Zidan's fondling!

Tock.... Tock.... Tock....

"Manda's? You forgot to bring a towel!" Shouted Om Zidan. I, who had taken off all my clothes, stared in confusion at the door.

"Huh, yes, just put it on the doorknob, Om!!" I screamed from inside.

"Okay, hurry up, Manda!" Shouted Om Zidan. And after that, I didn't hear any more screaming. Perhaps now Om Zidan is preparing himself also for the Ashar prayer!

After bathing, wearing clothes and ablution, I also took the face and followed Om Zidan who was waiting for me in the mihrob, a special place for prayer, dhikr and also reading the Qur'an.

"Your hair!" Tegur Om Zidan's. Then he straightened his body again after making sure I was ready to be imitated by him. He always made sure that none of my hair was still coming out.

We recite and also pray together after prayer. Om Zidan said a very long do'a. Even in the do'a he was still concerned about me. Asking Allah to facilitate all my affairs, do not forget also to ask that our hearts be set in a state of Islam and also obey Him. Verily, He is the All-Resisting One's heart.

Om Zidan also prayed for my father and mother. And in that moment, I felt like I was shedding tears. Crying, because I could feel how deep Om Zidan loved and loved me. Not just me, even everyone I come into contact with.

"Manda?" Om Zidan turned around while extending his hand to me. I grabbed her hand, kissed her, and held her in my hand.

"What caused your tears to fall like this, Manda?" He wiped my tears with his thumb. "Do you miss your mom and dad?"

I nodded slowly and said. "But not only that, Om!"

"Continue?"

"I am moved, because God has given a soul mate as good as Om Zidan for me." I smiled shyly as Om Zidan gave a kiss on my forehead.

"I hope that We, Love and our families can gather again in His Heaven."

"Aamiin, Manda was expecting the same!"

"And a hope will never be realized without effort and also do'a. Let's work together to make it happen. Not only by an effort, but also by praying to Him. Without God, we are nothing!"

I nodded in Om Zidan's arms. "Sure, Om. Whatever I'm gonna do to stay with Om Zidan!"

I clenched Om Zidan's body. Enjoyed every moment we passed. Because for me, every moment is precious, especially the moment I passed along with Om Zidan, my Husband!

Am I too bucin?

If yes. Then I can still feel proud. Because my bucinku's on the right guy. To my Husband, to the one who has rights over me!

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Exit House Requirements :

Mandatory Permissions!

No wearing of Perfume!

Not wearing too much make up!

Dress Well :

- Not wearing a dress!

- Must wear skirt! Pants no!

- The legs do not forget!

Keep Your Eyes Careful!

Don't forget to bring a phone you can contact!

Go home before your husband gets home from work!

This condition only applies when Manda comes out alone (Without Husband) While when with husband, the condition will be different again :)

OBEY THE CONDITIONS, IF YOU WANT TO SURVIVE!

Hid. I shuddered in horror as I read the writing on the piece of paper that Om Zidan gave me. Not only that, but there were also still three papers in his hand. I don't know, I don't know what's in those three papers!

"When did Zidan make this rule?" I asked while glancing at Om Zidan who was picking up clothes in front of the closet.

"So, while you're sleeping!"

Huh huh? So this is the job Om Zidan needs to complete?

Oh, Om! I thought office work! Oh tenyata oh it turns out!

I could only shake my head without being able to say much more. Following all Om Zidan's wishes is one way to the word congratulations!

"But, Om? Why should gini rich print too?".

"Intentionally, you often forget, Manda!" Answer Om Zidan. He turned his head for a moment, then put on the light gray shirt he was holding.

I also do not dispute. Because it's true, I like to forget! Or often pretend to forget! That's more precisely!

"Now check first, have you complied with the requirements to leave the house or not?" Om Zidan stepped closer to me. He watched my body from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. His head was unruffled.

"Okay, everybody!" said Om Zidan with a smile. Then he walked back to the closet. Take your jacket, wallet and car keys.

"Come on!" His burly hand grabbed my hand. Grip it tightly. While his lips were smiling, it showed that his mood was happy.

"Come in, Manda!" om Zidan said as he opened the car door. I went in without saying much more.

"Wear the seat belt first!"

Look, in any situation he's still making sure about me! It was always me, without caring for himself!

I slightly moved my body. I kissed Om Zidan's cheek as my hand reached for his seat belt. "Om should wear it too, not Manda!"

He smiled then gave a soft elusan on my right cheek. "Thank you, baby!"

I even only did that little thing for her, but she was still grateful with a happy expression on her face.

"Together, Honey!"

I haven't had time to rewind my body, Om Zidan already held my waist back. His eyes that were radiating a twinkle of happiness, looked at me so deeply.

"Repeat again!"

HUH UH? I was silent for a moment. Confused about repeating what?

"Together, Honey?"

I froze when Om Zidan's lips grabbed mine. Wait, is there something wrong with my words?!

"I like it, from now on. Call me like that!" He gave me a light kiss on my lips. It was as if he was showing how happy and happy he was!

"Darling? That's what Om means?"

"He'em!" Om Zidan was happy.

"Om Zidan wants Manda to call Om Zidan with the call of Darling?"

"He'em."

Aaaa. Why does Om Zidan look so sweet, anyway? I'd be so upset and want to get another kiss from her! Hahaha, greedy indeed!

"WHATEVER IT IS, MANDA WILL DO FOR THE HUSBAND OF THIS WORLD'S DEAREST AND BELOVED MANDA!"

Haha. Even the passing ants fainted at once to hear my words! Not much different from Om Zidan's expression now! He laughed at my words while patting his head. "What did my wife eat wrong?"

"Yes Manda is like this because it consumes too much Love every day!" those words just came out of my mouth!

"My little girl....." Om Zidan is out of words. He didn't answer anything else, just pinched my cheek and his hand started to focus on the steering wheel. The car finally drove out of the front yard.