PREGNANT WITHOUT BEING TOUCHED
Chapter 7

PREGNANT WITHOUT TOUCH (7)

Author Pov, Aslan

Do it immediately Namira do not you always feel doubt, convince yourself if everything will be okay, but actually I am not sure if you will accept what is true?.

Today is the best opportunity for you, do you not feel pity and sin with a man who has said that he loves you so much, do not forget Namira, Namira, Aslan once told you that his love is with you because of God.

Make a determination, learn to forget the events of the night, welcome your husband's hand, and open your heart. Aslan is the pious man your parents chose, and you have started to love him, haven't you? Don't keep lying to your heart, you deserve to be happy, at least after you say everything, your life will be calm.

And for you Aslan always remember with your words if you will accept Namira with all her flaws, so be a real man. Because the real man who is held to his promise is not his words.

Hold your wife's hand, don't let her go through it alone. When she loves you, fear makes her doubt.

I will also try to help you to stay together, in wading through the Big Dipper of the date house which is a worship because of Allah ta'ala.

But back again, all God has written in his book lauhul mahfudz, as humans we just need to try. Let fate take you nowhere.

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"What are you doing? Stop Namira!" I threw out a face when I found out what Namira was doing.

"You deserve me, though not completely, because I'm afraid, huhuhuu," I cried at Aslan's rejection.

Aslan moved creeping closer to Namira who was still crying with a veil that did not become in her.

"Sadang! terrorizing me, there will never be any compulsion from me for you, with regard to my rights."

"May I ask you something?" I looked at my face in front of me.

Namira nodded, and I shuffled back to scrape the distance.

"Do you love me, how do I love you?" tanyaku.

Honestly, I kept asking and looking forward to the answer, I was afraid that Namira could not love me. I don't want her to suffer through this household.

Sobbing is still heard from behind his veil which is now almost all wet.

"Well, if you believe and love me too, please tell me all what has been weighing on you?" wanting my hand to hold it channeled power to him.

Namira returned as he pleased, and Aslan lost his doubts, completely eroded his distance and hugged the now fragile woman. Her crying made Aslan's heart feel like it was being ripped apart.

"What's wrong with you?" that was what was now in Aslan's mind.

"A-i.huhuhu.i was dirty," broke Namira's cry in my arms.

I kept trying to find my own answers to what I just heard. In the release of a hug on Namira, in the tangle of his wife's face with two hands, his face was lifted, I stared at Namira's brown eye bead, there was a clear wound and burden on the bead.

"I'm not a holy woman, I've lied to you, Abah and Umi."

"I should have rejected our arranged marriage, or I should have been honest with you when I accepted it."

I was still silent, I let Namira let out all the burdens in her heart, I got off my grip too, so she got some space. But that face was currently down.

"Please don't blame Dad for my mistakes, you don't know anything that's happened to me," Namira cupped her face with both hands, now her crying sounds heavy, I opened it to the two hands holding it tightly, I dipped my hands to wipe his tears behind the veil.

I buried my woman's head, and said softly,

"Tell me now hmm, why are you saying you're dirty? To me you are a holy woman."

Still in the arms, with a heavy voice almost inaudible sliding one sentence, which made me sculpt.

"I'm a victim of abuse."

At once my heart seemed to escape from its place, like a thunderbolt in the day, like a thousand healings raining down on my heart, hearing the reality of my bidadah...

"God what is this harsh reality?" I murmured in my heart.

"Sorry.sorry.sorry.maff." that's all I can say for my women who have been carrying the burden of life very heavy.

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"Assalamualaikum Umi" Aslan said when he saw Umi preparing lunch.

"Wa'alaikumsalam son, which Namiranya lohh?" ask farah celinhukan looking to his daughter-in-law's absence.

"There was Umi, but again rest.it was finished praying Namira complained of dizziness so Aslan just slept," I replied reasoned.

Since returning home there was no more chatter, Aslan drove Namira to his room and told him to rest, to eat Aslan said he would take her to the room, and then he would take her to the room, because it is also impossible for Namira to meet Farah and Karim in the condition that they are now.

Ten minutes ago,

After hearing Namira's honesty, Aslan did not say anything, in his view to the sky the matahati had started high. Aslan invites Namira to come back.There is no attitude Aslan changed, he still pay attention to every step of his wife, even keep extending his hand when crossing the bridge.

"We pray zuhur first well, then you rest later you bring food."

Aslan came out of the room to clean up and change her clothes, after which returned to Namira's room.

After the prayer, Aslan immediately turned his body and stretched out to his two hands, Aslan realized that at this time Namira must have not put her veil back on.

Namira who saw it was surprised but just kept quiet and looked down. After Aslan's hand was kissed takzim Aslan shifted his seat closer to Namira. With his wife's face in his hands, Aslan recited a prayer in the crown and then kissed Namira long after Aslan got up, namira held back tears and changed as she pleased after Aslan came out of the room.

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"Where are you going?" asked Aslan who is not usually his brother has not returned, usually after congregating with the Abah santri directly back home.

"Say Ustadz Fatir, Abah has a guest."

"Where's namira?" ask Farah dingin.

"Namira did not feel well, he said dizzy," replied Aslan forced to lie.

"Yes already mending you bring Namira to eat first well, later he starved. Umi does not want to see Umi's favorite daughter-in-law until it gets sick because you are not attentive," Farah ordered with a smile.

Actually Aslan had intended to do that. Aslan took out one plate in its contents with rice and quite a lot of side dishes. Aslan deliberately did that, because he wanted to eat together with his wife.

Before climbing the stairs aslan turned to look towards Farah, and it happened that Farah was watching him,

"Why son, do you look like a confused person?" asked Farah who had seen the look on Aslan's face like anxiety.

Aslan doubts how to tell his parents about Namira.

"Aslan!"

"Eh yes Umi, emm.. can not mi later after ba'da isya Aslan talk with Umi and Abah?" aslan pinta.

"By son, Umi later convey to Abah well. sebaraganya, your wife is waiting."

Aslan walked quickly up the stairs, on the knocking of the door, after several beats saw Namira who was now sedah back using a veil.

Aslan entered without waiting for Namira's permission, he took a seat on the floor that was already on the rug, Namira was asked to sit, and Namira according.

After placing the plate and glass Aslan approached his wife who deliberately kept a distance to sit, namira still lowered her head, her heart pounding and confused by Aslan's attitude as if nothing had happened. Aslan lifted Namira's chin with one finger, in his face attached to the two brown eyes, for a second the eyes met, Aslan smiled.

Aslan extended his hands to the back of his head, and unbinding Namira's veil, Namira only resigned.

"Subhanallah, what a beautiful creation of God," praised Aslan with a voice that Namira could definitely hear.

"Eat hmm?" aslan put a spoonful of rice into his wife's mouth.

At first Namira was just silent, I don't know what to judge her husband's attitude.

The bribe was still waiting in front of her mouth, and finally Namira welcomed the bribe from her husband's hand.