
Ala is shocked by Rafatar's sudden actions. She felt unprepared for such physical intimacy after such a long journey. His face was shocked and a little confused.
"I'm sorry, honey" Rafatar said quickly, realising he had crossed the line.
"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I was just getting carried away and over excited."
Ala heaved a sigh of relief, feeling appreciated by Rafatar's response. "She's fine, right? I know you want me, but we need to respect each other and make room for each other's comfort."
Rafatar nodded with understanding. "It's okay, honey. I will respect your boundaries and do nothing to make you uncomfortable. We still have plenty of time to go on this honeymoon, and I want us to be able to enjoy it with happiness."
"Sorry huh? I thought, since you've had previous marriage experiences, you'd easily accept me." He pulled Ala to sit both on the bed.
"You know, I've wanted to hug you. Maybe just a hug can ya?" rafatar's face began to fade.
Ala who has clearly understood the husband's request is an obligation for him, certainly can not refuse. But, the fear returned to his heart.
"Hmm, hugs?" Ala nodded but heavy. "Sure." He opened his hands between so and not so.
"Still not ready yet? Do you remember anything when I hug you?"
"Sorry, I didn't mean—"
Rafatar immediately held the wife when Ala had not finished saying what was in his mind. At first Ala was so tense and wanted to rebel, her hands were preparing to push Rafatar's body.
"Finally ...."
The hand that had been preparing to push, was now sculpting.
"You know, I used to want this. From the moment we first met you as a new student, I felt a special vibe in my heart. And as time went on, the feeling only grew stronger. I want us to get closer, deeper, Ala. I want to explore every aspect of this life with you" whispered Rafatar with warmth.
Ala's hands went down enjoying the warmth.
"But, more important than that, I want to be your companion, your friend, and your life partner. I want to be the one who is always there for you, in joy and sorrow. I want to give you unlimited love and happiness until death is the one who will be in charge of separating us" Rafatar continued, rubbing Ala's head gently.
"Ah, aren't you tired of using a veil like this?" Rafatar's hand forms a code for Ala to open the veil.
"Ah, yes ... Are you bothered by the veil I'm wearing?" ala began to look at her veil.
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Rafatar put a kiss on Ala's forehead, making her surprised. Ala raised her face again to see the man who was only a few inches in front of her face was smiling ignorantly.
"She?"
"That's for you," said Rafatar again holding his smile.
"Is it hard to open your veil? You need my help?"
Ala chuckled thinly. "Ah, it turns out your curiosity is very high huh?" Ala was about to get out of bed.
However, Rafatar held back and told Ala to sit down again. "Where are you going?"
"Why go to the bathroom? Like with someone else? Did you forget I was a husband? So, it is lawful for you to take off your hijab and I also have no dos4 when I see everything that is on you."
Ala cupped both hands on her face. "She? I'm ashamed," he whispered half a whisper.
"I'm sorry, it seems like I'm the most curious to know you more deeply." Rafatar chose himself to get out of bed and immediately went into the bathroom.
Ala held onto her chest holding back from the great thump Rafatar had made. Several times he took a long breath. He was really nervous because between the husband who used to be with the current one is really much different.
"However, it seems like a normal husband is like Uda Rafatar. Does this mean it's really me she wants?"
Ala turned her head to pay attention to every corner of this room space they occupied. The room is quite spacious and very comfortable. For a moment, Ala felt a little cold, either because the cooling temperature was too low, or indeed because the temperature of this city was so cool.
"Hmmm, if you take off the veil, you're afraid it's getting colder." Ala took out the contents of the bag containing her clothes. It looks for an instant veil to replace the veil that is currently attached covering the head. Ala began to open the needles that became the binding of the hood one by one and began to pull the hood.
Ala tidied her hair that had been a little messy, then she wanted to tie it back. However, when the hair was about to be tied up, a hand grabbed Ala's hairband from behind.
Ala was startled and twisted her body to move pulling the veil she had just released. This time, the veil was forcefully pulled by the hand that grabbed Ala's hairband.
"Try to divorce?" said that man who was none other than her husband.
Ala nervously lowered her head.
Rafatar crouched right in the direction Ala bowed. There he could see his wife's tiny face. Ala's eyes wildly glanced to the left and to the right with a sense of uncertainty.
"Beauty" praised Rafatar.
Ala felt cold heat instantly from the compliment, so that by reflex both her hands covered her face. Rafatar got up and this time sat down beside Ala. He hugged Ala and stroked the hair that was not too long.
"Why are you embarrassed? This is your husband, honey," he said softly.
"Y-yeah, it's just that I'm not used to it. In fact, even at home I'm cursing my veil except in my own room."
Rafatar dances Ala's hand, and looks a reddish hue on Ala's cheek. "Well, I feel like I got a wife like a virgin. Still shy gini? The widow should be all-knowing and not awkward like this."
Ala hid her face again. His heart was beating very fast.
"Duh, I envy your hands, why do you always hide there? Though, I have this, where you lean and hide." Rafatar showing off his field chest.
"Come, here! Even I'm more experienced than you know?" Rafatar pulled Ala's hand and pulled her into the embrace.
"Stay there, you can make this a relief from all the fatigue you feel." Rafatar swiping shoots of the ubun-ubun Ala.
"Allahumma baarikli fi expert wa baarik li-ahli fiyya warzuqhum minni warzuqniy minhum.” (O Allah, O Lord, bless me in my family's affairs, grant my family (wife and descendants) sustenance from me, and grant me sustenance from them)
He still rubbed Ala's head adding with one more prayer. “Allahumma inni as-aluka khairaha wa khaira maa jabaltaha alaihi, wa a'udzubika min syarriha wa syarri maa jabaltaha alaihi.” (O Allah, I ask of you the goodness of my wife and the goodness of the character you have kept in her. And I take refuge in you from the ugliness of my wife, and the ugliness of the character which You have kept in her)
After that Ala's head shoots he blew and he kissed with love. Ala, who was in Rafatar's arms, felt so loved. Slowly, Ala's hands wrapped around Rafatar's body, returning the husband's embrace.
"Thank you, Uda. Thank you for choosing me to be your wife. From today on, I will dispel my doubts about you, "he said in a day.