Secret of Culunku's Wife
First Day

"You, what are you doing in my room? Why sleep in bed with me !" ali snapped with the eyes of his eagle.

"Your room ? this is my room," Ara muttered faithfully still rubbing her eyes.

"You said this room was mine. Why are you here now?" asked Ali with a cocky taste.

What exactly does this girl want, last night she said Ali can't enter her room without permission. But now, he just went into Ali's room without permission. "Basic, girl Ca*ul !" sarcasm of Ali with Ara.

"Girl C*b*l, you really insulted me huh, Ha !! Ca*ul Girls. Dead me," Again, Ara slapped her forehead as a sense of regret for being a forgetful.

After realizing his mistake, Ara opened her eyes wide. At her sight Ali looked at her with a fierce gaze.

"Why do I sleep so well?" murmured Ara, astonished by her who usually could never sleep well. Right now it's too good to sleep in the arms of a husband who doesn't love her.

"Wake up ! it's in at dawn. I could be late to worship if I serve a c*bul girl like you," Ali walked to the bathroom to clean up and carry out his duties as a Muslim.

After Ali disappeared from his sight, Ara immediately woke up from the bed. Running towards his room, he quickly cleaned himself up as well. Unaware of Ali's words, Ara decided to return to Ali's room.

"So, Danish, say what yes. What time did I go in, I completely forgot?" Ara blabbed as she walked towards the husband's room.

After arriving at the door, Ara knocked on the door because it was locked by Ali.

The sound of knocking on the door, disturbing the activities of Ali who was holding a prayer mat.

Lazily, Ali opened the door so as not to disturb his worship.

"What else do you want, anyway?" ali asked when he saw Ara standing at the door of his room.

"So, you said, what time is it?" Ara ventured to ask the man in front of her.

Ali breathed his coarse breath, this woman really did not know about worship. Or just pretending.

"You're a Muslim, right?" Ali asked Ara's status because for her, worship is not a toy, nor can it be a joke.

"In all my files, I'm Muslim. Why is it ?" Ara replied with an increasingly confused look. Why did Ali ask that.

Ali's getting cocky, she thinks Ara is deliberately wasting her time. Exasperated, Ali leaves Ara with a door that she accidentally opens wide. For Ara to see for herself what she was doing.

Seeing Ali enter and stand on a prayer mat, Ara sat on the bed and watched what Ali was doing. Since Ali did takbir, rukuk, prostrate, until greeting. All of that was not out of Ara's sight.

After he finished doing the two at dawn, Ali sat cross-legged with his hands raised. Ara did not know what Ali was saying, only, Ara could hear one name spoken by Ali.

"You, really valuable to him Sil. How do I get his heart? if you still filled the Danish heart space," Ara muttered to herself.

Ali folded his prayer mats, and kept them in his closet. The married man, took a suit for him to work. However, his activities stopped because Ara was still silent in her bed.

"Why, even daydream here? You didn't live your life as a Muslim woman?" Ali asked in an annoyed tone.

"You mean, do what you did just now?" Ara asked without answering Ali's question.

"Yes, you don't pray. Or all this time, you never prayed?" Ali guessed the expression of Ara who didn't even know what she was doing just now.

Ara lowered her head, the more she lost her confidence to get her husband's heart.

"I have never studied Religion, Danish," Ara answered Ali's accusation in a clean slur.

"Daddy, never had time to teach me. Danish," Ara shed her tears, the girl is insecure about becoming Ali's wife.

"You don't have any face, do you? Buy mukenah. You Muslims, Ara, should be closer to God. Before you die !"

Seeing Ara shed tears, Ali approached, sitting next to his wife.

"Here, don't cry ! I'll teach you later" Ali said, looking up at Ara in her husband's eyes.

"You, will really teach me? Have you started caring about me, Danish?" Ara thought, Ali will teach her because it has opened her heart to Ara.

"Don't be too big of a head, I teach you, because I don't want to bear your sins. Ara," Ali warned Ara that it was not that fast that she could open her heart.

"Well, I'll buy it. What was that ? Mukenah yes," Ara wiped away her tears. For Ara, this is a positive thing that will change her life and bring her closer to her husband.

"Oh, there go out. I want to get ready for the office" Ali stood up, and walked towards the bathroom. Ara also got out of the bed, staring at the bathroom door that contained her beloved husband.

"Thank you, Asila, you've given me a good husband. Who can lead me to the right path, "Ara came out of Ali's room, headed to the kitchen to make the first coffee she would give her husband.

In the kitchen, Ara sees bi Ani cooking for her employer's breakfast. Ara approached, and immediately took the glass.

"Miss Ara wants what? Let Bibik make it," Bi Ani prevented, so that his employer did not have to bother doing the task that should be his job.

"No Bi, Ara will make coffee for Ara's husband. Aunty don't worry, Ara's used to the kitchen, "Ara still does what she wants to do.

"But I feel bad. I was paid to work,"

"Bi Ani, Ara has Bibik here. To accompany Ara, not just to work," Ara softly said.

Ali came down the stairs, to the dining room. He sat himself on the chair, Ara approached with hot coffee in her hand. Ara put the coffee in front of her husband.

"It's coffee for you, Danish. But maybe it doesn't taste as good as Mother's," said Ara merelow.

Ali blew coffee made by his wife, then tasted how the taste of coffee made by a geeky girl who is now his wife.

After taking a few sips, Ali fell silent. He was surprised to find that the conglomerate's geeky daughter could make coffee that fit his taste. In fact, it tastes exactly with Mother Salma's.

"Why is it so good?" Ali said in his heart.

Seeing Ali quiet, Ara patted her husband on the shoulder. "Not good, yeah, sorry. Let Bibik make it again," Ara bargained for thinking, Ali is silent because the coffee made is not tasty. Ara turned her body, to return to the kitchen.

"No need, it's fitting. But it's still hot," prevent Ali, Ali accidentally pulled Ara's hand until the girl dodged and would fall.

SERIATE...

Thanks for Reading, sorry, my old update. In addition to writing, I also sew. So it should be possible to make time for all my activities.

But I try to be more diligent update really.

Thanks for the support yes.

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