
Slowly Ilham brought his face closer to Tia's face, Ilham's gaze locked on Tia's ranum lips, Ilham's eyes longed for his wife's ripe lips. Slowly Ilham approached and slightly tilted his head, their faces getting closer until the warm breath of Inspiration swept over Tia's face, Tia's heartbeat beating violently looking at Ilham's face that was getting closer, Ilham's heart beating, but before Ilham's lips landed perfectly on Tia's lips the door to Tia's room suddenly opened
"Tia..Inspiration.eat first..!" exclaimed Nadia's mother behind the door of Tia's room that had been partially open.
Tia and Ilham wavered that required them to react quickly. Tia immediately stood up when she heard her mother's voice while Ilham, because he lost his balance because Tia immediately stood straight up in a daze, fell on the edge of the bed.
Madam Nadia who saw the reaction of the child and his daughter-in-law was just smacking her lips so that her laughter did not break.
"I'm sorry, I forgot to knock on the door first" said Nadia's mother, holding back a laugh.
"No papa, ma'am, Tia's out now." Tia went straight out of the room not forgetting to take an instant hijab on her study table and immediately wear it immediately.
While Ilham immediately fix his sitting position after it had time to limb and fall on the edge of the bed, he scratched his head that was not itchy then the two corners of his lips were pulled up making a smile between a shy smile perched up in-laws or a happy smile because it could be that close to Tia.
Now all the members of the Gunawan and Nugraha family seem to gather in the middle room to eat together, because of the limitations of the chair so that they need to sit on a carpet, they sat in a circle filling the room with food in the middle.
The whole family seemed happy with occasional chatting and joking, in contrast to the newlyweds, one was eating in silence while looking down while the other was eating with a gaze that never separated from someone who a few hours ago was already his wife.
"Udah dong Ham, will not run anywhere Kok Tia, all the way until it continues to be ignored," said Pak Nugraha with a mocking tone while chuckling.
Dih, papah really something, just bother! Inspiration glared angrily at her papa, while Tia lowered her head to hide her reddened face in embarrassment.
"Summer the newlyweds!" said Mr. Gunawan chimed while chuckling as well
Behold, these two friends are very compact, the route of Inspiration in the heart.
"Once again, the kids are so embarrassed if they keep getting sucked in!" said Nadia ma'am broke up.
"No papa Bu, Ilham is immune to papah dyedikin himself," said Ilham while looking back at his papa, Pak Nugraha just smiled to respond.
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"Aarrhghhhh......!" Dion shouted loudly hoping that his shout would reduce the tightness that squeezed his chest, his room was now no longer shaped all objects had scattered irregularly on the floor due to his own actions.
The tightness in his chest commanded the tears not to stop coming out of his contest, his heart was very sick yes very, the girl he really hoped to be his companion in the future now belongs to someone else.
"I really love you Tia..," she said softly while holding her chest, she sat languidly on the floor leaning against the bed, sobbing bitterly in her room accompanied by a photo she had been looking at since.
"You promised to wait for me, Tia, but why? why did you marry Tia..," he said frustratedly as he stroked the photo from earlier he held, in the photo seen two teenagers standing side by side displaying a happy smile.
"You have Tia! you have heart!" he shouted again while squeezing the photo he was holding and then threw it in every direction.
For several hours Dion was still crying, screaming and throwing objects in front of him trying to vent the anger that was rising in the chest, only this time he felt this kind of pain, like this, the pain of not bleeding from the loss of someone who had filled his heart, whether since when his heart was filled by a Mutia. I don't know, he doesn't even remember when.
The noise in Dion's room did not bother the rest of his house because Dion's room was made soundproof.
"How can I just take you off Tia? while my heart and mind are still full of memories of our togetherness..," he said softly with a hoarse voice, now the tears are not out anymore, he said, his eyes were swollen and difficult to open so he fell asleep curled up on his bed with a heavy heart.
Sometimes, we just realize something is valuable when it is not ours anymore.
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The sky is dark, the sun has left its contest which was replaced by the moon.
In a room of a girl who a few hours ago held the status of a wife was sitting pensively on a prayer mat, her gaze was empty and her tears had run down her cheeks, her heart was claustrophobic every time her mind convinced her that she was now a wife of Abrisyam Ilham Nugraha.
What destiny is this god..?
Tia was still late in her daydream but now that the tears were no longer coming out, she let out a heavy sigh many times to stabilize her feelings again, she wiped away the trail of tears on her cheeks and patted her cheeks a few times so she could not seem to have cried.
Lucky when Tia had begun to calm the door of the new room was opened, a young man wearing a cocoa shirt and sarong was on the doorstep with a sweet smile fluffy.
"Assynoltom..."
"His isa prayer?"
"A is, Aa is praying?"
"This is just coming home from the mosque" said Ilham as he stepped into the room and closed the door again.
Tia got up and grabbed Ilham's hand and then Tia kissed the back of her husband's hand with a notch, she folded the prayer mat that she had used for prayer and then she removed the face she was wearing and folded it.
Tia walked towards the closet to store the prayer equipment, then turned to Ilham.
"You want to change A's clothes?" ask Tia
"Yes, let it be more comfortable to sleep," said Ilham flat as he opened the suitcase and pulled out his shirt and knee-length pants.
With ease Ilham changed clothes in front of Tia. The unprepared Tia felt shocked then immediately turned her back to Ilham, her cheeks heated up, and she quickly turned around, Tia was embarrassed because only this time she saw a young man changing clothes in front of her besides her sister Ardi was also when Ardi was a child.
"Why did you turn back?" tanya Ilham while knitting his brows was astonished by his wife's behavior.
"Eng..no what..hmm.." answered Tia stammered.
"Did your husband remember?"
"Remember A"
"The husband of the wife is okay to see each other's aurat his partner is even allowed to do more than just look," said Ilham while smiling mischievously towards Tia, Ilham held onto Tia's shoulder and turned Tia's body to face her.
Tia closed her eyes as her body now faced Ilham.
"Why do you break hum?" ask Inspiration while holding back laughter
"Mmmmm.that's.." Tia still closed her eyes
"Aa already wearing clothes," said Ilham flat a minute later Tia opened her eyes slowly and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Ilham was fully dressed.
"Look at us bobo!" take Insham while herding Tia
Tia did not move as if her feet were glued to the floor using super sticky glue.
"Why.why? sleepy yet?aren't you tired?" tanya Ilham was surprised that Tia did not want to move.
"Mmmm....." Just a mutter coming out of Tia's mouth
"Come on, we're bobo!" invite Ilham began to be impatient, Tia blinked her eyes quickly many times trying to digest the sentence thrown by her husband.
This is really ngajak bobo true meaning or.. why so much spirit?
Lord.. Tia's not ready.. Tia's mind was struggling with frustration
seriate..
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Sorry to be updated, a few days ago to lose the idea to continue this story understand the author amateurs.hehe.
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