PREGNANT WITHOUT BEING TOUCHED
Chapter 25

PREGNANT WITHOUT TOUCH (25)

Maher was also his assistant named Rangga went to the boarding school with a different car. Rangga only gave Maher serlok the address of the house he bought. Maher really can't wait to meet Namira, she is eager to see the belly of the woman who is currently pregnant with her child.

On seeing the serlocation that Rangga sent, "It seems like this soon! It is not so far from Kiayi Pesantren" Maher murmured.

Maher first stopped by the street-side fruit man, because he would not be able to find what he wanted to buy if he went to the mall. At the edge of the luxury car was on the side of the road, right in front of the fruit man. Maher got out of the car with sunglasses, rubbing the charm of a Maher with his nose bangirnya, which makes the girl or Mothers who were there looking at him full of longing.

"Sir, I'm looking for a young mango, is there?" maher asked the fruit man.

"There sir, over there," point the Father towards the corner, where there are many fresh mangoes.

Near the place where the mango there is a thousand money is choosing mango fruit as well. Maher approached and looked doubtful. His eyes only glanced for a moment at the mother, someone wanted to ask but he was embarrassed.

Maher cleared his throat, to neutralize his throat, then he shifted a little to someone who was busy choosing.

"God ....! Maher again cleared his throat by clenching his hands and close to his mouth.

After that, the mother turned her head for a while, then again coolly chose young mango.

"Excuse me, Ma'am!" call Maher.

"Yes," replied the woman whose stomach appeared slightly protruding.

"Em ... Is the child pregnant?" maher asked timidly, while scratching his non-itchy head.

The woman frowned, while on the other hand some women were busy looking at the two while whispering.

"What's up?" ask the girl.

Maher found it strange to see the woman's reaction, why she was not as fascinated as the women next to them.

Maher scratched his head without itching, so he felt his pride fell in front of this woman.

"What all pregnant women will like young mangoes," asked Maher shyly.

"His wife is pregnant?" The woman did not answer and asked.

"Yes, my wife is pregnant."

"Definitely! Most of the time, I like young mangoes. But not everything, too," answered the woman who even made Maher confused.

"Bought it, who knows if his wife likes it, right!" the woman told.

Maher mnggangguk, and called the mango seller to take him as much as 5 kilos of mango. After paying Maher back to his luxury car.

"I'm sure you'll like it." Maher held up the plastic containing mango to the front of his face with a smile.

He also returned to drive his car, splitting the road that was not too jammed, it only took a few tens of minutes he had arrived, in a place according to the serlocation of Rangga.

In the courtyard of the house that looks luxurious, already parked the car owned by Rangga. While Rangga who was sitting directly stood up to his master who was a stone just arrived.

Rangga furrowed his two eyebrows when he saw the crackle carried by Maher.

"Mr Maher why bring mango ... young again," murmured Rangga.

He also stepped closer to Maher, when he was in front of Maher, his hand was immediately stretched out to take the plastic crackle containing the mango, but Maher immediately hid it behind his body.

"No, no" said Maher.

"Okay sir," replied Rangga with a smile.

They walked side by side, but had not yet stepped into the house, Maher stopped. He looked at the house closely, and a smile rose on his lips. Rangga who saw that knew the meaning of his master's smile, meaning that he felt satisfied and liked the house of Rangga's choice.

Maher stepped back inside, and immediately occupied the sofa in the living room, followed by Rangga, taking a seat on the other side of the sofa.

"O yes, today I will stay in this villa, you better go back to Jakarta, and do as I say," ordered Maher, who was immediately nod by Rangga.

"Okay sir, I will meet Rt who is in Aslan's ward to guard the house of his late father Miss Namira. And I'll rent the house immediately, as your master wishes.

Maher smiled, she was really curious about Namira's life, to the point that whatever she did.

There was a roar of cars outside, Rangga immediately got up and walked outside to see who the owner of the car was.

"It's here, fast too," Maher said when he saw his black motorcycle that had been dropped from the car.

"Why did you buy a motorcycle? Hasn't you been riding a motorcycle for a long time?" ask Rangga curiously.

Maher patted Rangga on the back and then walked closer to the black sports bike he had just bought, do not ask the price, he was a Maher Arkhana Mager.

He circled his new bike, saw every corner of the bike, and his hand rubbed some parts of the bike.

"I deliberately bought a motorcycle to make it easier and faster" Maher told Rangga.

"Are you going to see Miss Namira today?" asked Rangga while looking at his master.

"Son, today I have to do something, to be able to be the reason I can go in and out of the lesbian at any time," Maher replied with a faint smile.

Rangga shuddered in horror at the expression of his master even though he knew that Maher was a devout worshipper, but still Maher had a dark side that was either lost or not.

"Yes, it's good that you come back now, the sooner you meet the person, I'm afraid there's someone else I've hired first."

"Okay sir, then I'll excuse you," Rangga said goodbye while slightly bowing her body.

Rangga stepped towards his car, then left Maher alone in the large villa he had just bought, even though he could rent it. Does he wish he could occupy the house with Namira?

While in other places Aslan was busy helping Ustadz Fatih spread fish seeds. Vegetable seeds have also begun to be stocked by the santri. Indeed, to sow vegetable seeds will be done by the santri putra.

After finishing stocking the fish seedlings, Aslan returned home, he was already impatient to see his beautiful wife to the point that her footsteps were huge.

Arriving at home he saw his wife, Abah and Uminya were busy talking in the living room, Aslan walked over and greeted Abah and Uminya, and kissed his hands by Namira.

"Let's go to the mosque first?" take Karim to Aslan.

"Bentar Bah, Aslan change clothes first" Aslan said.

Aslan walks and is followed by Namira, both of whom climb the stairs, and of course Aslan will hold his wife. Don't forget how much Aslan loves his beautiful wife.

"Go take a shower first, let me get her clothes ready" exclaimed Namira, who was taken in by Aslan.

AslAn immediately grabbed the towel and passed into the bathroom, while Namira was busy picking up cloth, cocoa clothes and peci. After taking everything out of the closet, Namira puts it all on the bed.

After a few dozen minutes the sound of the door opening, showing a man with a towel wrapped around his waist, showing a chest of fields with a muscular body, the smell of soap wafted out by Namira, revealing, and that made him have to swallow saliva.

However, she now loves her husband, she wants the same thing, but her pregnancy is not allowed. Then the two of them must refrain as a married couple.

At first Namira's gaze was on her husband, when she turned her face that was no longer wearing a veil, because she saw Aslan was walking towards him.

Namira felt a round burly hand in her belly, who else would have acted if not her husband.

"Abang, Abah will wait! Kasian right?" namira said as her hand held Aslan's hand that was coiled around the waist.

"Dear, Abah also knows," said Aslan while sniffing the neck of Namira who is currently also not wearing a hijab.

His wife's smooth, tiered neck made Aslan's blood rustle, his maleness spirit soaring. But he realized there was a barrier between himself and Namira. He does not want to lose control, a hug is released on his wife, and his sturdy hands turn Namira's body to face him.

"I'm sorry, Bang" said he because he felt guilty.

"Why dear, how am I sorry?" aslan asked as one hand lifted the chin of the woman he loved.

"I have not been able to fulfill my duties as a wife."

Aslan hugged his female body, "Honey, the purpose of marriage is not just a matter of relationship in bed, but uniting all differences and trying to erode the distance that stretches. As a perfect worship to get ridho Allah. So you don't think too much about the problem hm. There will come a time when we will be able to unite as a husband and wife."

Aslan looked back at Namira's smiling face, "Yes, Brother get ready first well, please azan."

The two of them left the room, delivered to the front of the house, the husband he loved so much. kissed the hands reverence, and the kiss landed on the forehead of his beloved woman.by saying goodbye, saying goodbye,

"Assalamualaikum," Aslan told his girlfriend.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" the halal woman replied to her owner.

What will Maher do to see Namira?