Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
The Part 56
Eleven o'clock the show was over, and the relatives who had come had also returned home. Likewise with Granny Amy who is relentless crying haru, do not believe her grandchildren can marry itpun with a girl like Maryam, the granddaughter of a kiai who is very different from Amar. Granny Amy kissed Maryam's face many times while continuing to say her prayers and wishes for their lives.
The driver drove Granny home, while Amar, of course, would stay with his wife first, after the reception later they would move to Amar's house.
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Amar went into his wife's room after a little chat with her in-laws. While Faraz, do not ask where he is, he has entered the room since, he said sleepy.
In the room, Amar was a little confused with Maryam who picked up rose petals that were sown on the bed with a heart shape. The decoration of the room is already very beautiful for a pair of newlyweds, more beautiful with sprinkles of rose petals on the bed and fragrant asperbak that smelled to all corners of the room. But Maryam picked it up.
"Babies..."
"Eh..." Maryam was a little surprised because she did not realize Amar had entered her room and had now closed the door.
"What are you doing?" tanya Amar walked up to his wife who had been changing clothes in sleeping pajamas but still wearing hijab.
"Eh that... I'm sorry, I dumped the flowers. You sleep on the flowers, howaaa so" said Maryam embarrassed, because somehow she felt strange sleeping on the bed with the sprinkles of flowers. Amar just stewed.
"Want me help, Baby?" her question, and somehow, Baby's call made Mary feel cold hot, her cheeks were hot and she was sure that her face was now as red as a boiled crab.
"Ehem..." Maryam cleared her throat even though her throat was fine "You need to take a shower. I was ready for warm water" Maryam replied later, Amar just nodded. But before going to the bathroom, he landed a brief kiss on the cheek of the wife making Maryam feel more dag dig dug alone
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"Why daydream?" asked Bilal who saw his wife looked dreamy, Bilal crawled up on the bed and hugged his wife from behind, peeked at her cheek and inhaled the scent of her long hair.
"Now Maryam will join Amar, she will not stay with us again" Asma said sadly.
"Living together does not mean leaving. His house is still in town anyway. We can visit her, and she will definitely visit us" Asma forced her lips to smile at her husband's long words that wanted to appease her.
Asma turned around, she wanted to push her body into the body of the husband, asking for his warm embrace.
"Now sleep, it's night" cried Bilal and kissed his wife good night.
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Amar impatiently wants to be with his wife quickly finish his bath. In fact, he was sure, for the rest of his life he had never bathed with this short time.
But when he came out of the bathroom, Amar was surprised by his wife who seemed to be asleep while hugging bolsters.
"Babies...."
"Darling..."
"Mary..."
The one thing Amar got in response was the wife's subtle snoring. Making Amar can only sigh heavily.
How could they have been on their first night, Maryam fell asleep, she thought.
Amar lowered his body, looking at Maryam's face up close. Beautiful, very pretty. That's what he saw. Amar could only smile, then kiss the wife long before she joined, lying next to Maryam and holding her so possessively.
I want Amar to build his wife, invite her to combine love as a celebration of their new life and the conversation of love, but what power. Amar pulled out the blanket and covered his second body.
"I love you. Sweet dreams, Baby"
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Until he realized there was something coiling in his stomach, Maryam opened her eyes wide, her breath was blocked and she immediately shouted, breaking away from her hugging hands.
"Aafrank..." Maryam pushed the owner of the hand and then she immediately turned on the lamp next to her bed.
" Ouch... Mary...."
Amar who was stuck on the floor grimaced in pain while holding his waist.
"aa... Amar...?" Mary whispered as if in disbelief.
"Yes, it's me, Baby. Why are you pushing me?" ringis Amar while trying to stand up and Maryam just saw without any intention of helping her husband. Or did she forget Amar was her husband?
Maryam scratched her head which was still wrapped in a hijab. His mind floated, looking for answers why he could sleep in Amar's arms. Until a few seconds later Maryam can only be grimly aware of her silly behavior on her husband.
"mmm...Sorry, sorry" he said and then helped Amar back to sit on the edge of the bed "What do you do?" maryam asked softly, she saw Amar's expression that still seemed to grimace, not because of the pain in her waist, it seems, but because of his astonishment on the first night he was pushed to fall out of bed by his wife.
"Hehe... Sorry yes, just now.em I was surprised when I woke up there was someone who hurt me" said Maryam, smiling and displaying her guilt.
"You forgot I'm your husband? It's our first night"
"Hehe's sorry, Amar. I didn't do it on purpose"
"You are strange, three pulus juz Quran can be remembered, cook can forget that last night we were married" muttered Amar again that makes Maryam feel more guilty and can only hear the grin.
"I'm sorry" said Maryam again and put on her face and it managed to make Amar's heart melt instantly. Amar pulled Maryam until Maryam who was still standing fell on the lap of Amar who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
Sontak Maryam immediately lowered her head in shame but did not intend to escape. Amar stroked Maryam's cheeks so gently, creating a warm sigh in Maryam's blood.
Amar couldn't take his eyes off Maryam's now blushing face.
"As a husband, I'm very lucky to have a wife like you, Maryam" she said in a low voice. Even her voice now became hoarse "But as a bride, I was really unlucky, because on my first night, my wife fell asleep and when she woke up, she said, he pushed me down from the bed" she continued with a smile.
Maryam grimaced to hear her husband's words.
Last night she was so nervous that she imagined she would spend the night with a man who is now her husband. He waited for Amar, but somehow drowsiness suddenly attacked him and he fell asleep just like that.
"Sorry" whispered Maryam who was still down. Amar flanked Maryam's chin, making her look up until the two's gaze met. Amar looked at Maryam so intensely.
"I don't need your forgiveness, Baby. I need something else" Amar said with a heavy voice.
Maryam did not dare to answer, all she could do was try to avoid Amar's gaze as if he was a delicious food and Amar was eager to eat it.
Amar drew his face closer to Maryam's, so close that the two could feel each other's warm breath.
Amar was very ready to remove the distance between them, but suddenly there was a sound of Adhan that resounded and it made Mary move away.
"It's dawn prayer time" whispered Maryam who made Amar growl restrained.
Oh my... They used to not be close because they have not been a halal couple. But even after halal, why there are still obstacles to...
"Alright, but at least.... I want to kiss you" teased Amar who once again made Mary meet red. But Maryam nodded and brought her cheek closer to Amar. But Amar shook his head.
"Here" whispered Amar touching Maryam's lips which immediately made Maryam glare and look nervous.
"Don't... I mean... L'm... Em hasn't brushed his teeth" great-grandson Maryam is ashamed of.
Amar's laughter broke out at once upon hearing Maryam's ridiculous answer. And it managed to make Maryam frown, puff her cheeks and stare resentfully at Amar who was laughing at her.
Then he got down from Amar's lap and immediately rushed to the bathroom.
Amar could only smile amusedly with his wife's reaction. Amar can't believe Maryam is 20 years old, but still so innocent.
In the bathroom, Maryam tried to calm her pounding heartbeat.
Why did the first night become so ridiculous?
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Tbc...