Special Maid For Om Duda
Love for Mas Bojo

My mood has been really bad since the deliberation was held, not only disappointed I became a victim, it turns out that even more hurtful Lyka is also a victim. Somehow broken my sister's heart considering Lyka is quite close to Lyra, then what about Dirly who is also only used to cover up Lyra's mistakes so far? But it's not that I regret the failure of my marriage with Dirly, I regret the attitude of Samsul and Lyra is very bad. Married people can still play with fire with their sister-in-law. I swear today I was really dizzy, and also very angry, upset and disappointed.

In all my confusion I saw Mas Aarav standing behind the window, I saw my husband also like holding a lot of thoughts, since dinner together last night, he is also very talkative and does not eat much. Either because of shame or indeed his mood was bad also with a series of events that occurred in my family.

I know my heart is uncomfortable, no matter what, but from the way he behaves I've seen him like a sniff from me.

With my head still throbbing, I walked up to my husband, who was standing next to the window, looking up at the dark star-studded sky.

I take away the shame and also the bad taste. After all, I have become his wife, I try to start forgetting the discussion earlier and change into a romantic atmosphere, which is very romantic, do not let the facts of the relationship me and my husband who just yesterday uttered a sacred promise even in a storm of jealousy and bad thoughts.

I stretched my hand over the waist of my husband's car, and I put my head behind his hoarse back. Long enough you shut your eyes feeling the new taste I found. I felt my hand gently wiped by the husband's heavy hand.

"When the night begins to crawl dark

Silent accompanying, cold piercing bones

The light also turned dark

Insects accompany the night atmosphere

In the dark there is a smile on the soul

Now I'm standing here not alone anymore

Right now there is a heart lantern accompanying me

Giving new hope, reaching for heaven

My husband....

I say your name in every breath

I remember your smile all the time

How longing this self will smile you

The sincerity you only gave me

I still remember every word you said to me

I still remember the expression of love born from your heart

Railah I'm in the happiness of love

Take our happiness in heaven

Let go of your doubt, and stay faithful to our love

I will remain faithful to you

I will keep on criticizing you

You are the lantern of your life

It is your presence that I always wait for

Not him or them

You're the only catcher."

Without feeling I shed tears when the back of my hand was repeatedly kissed by mas bojo. My husband turned the tubunhya and also looked at me which still left me crying.

"I'm afraid you're mad at me for the deliberation, I'm sorry, I never knew that my life journey would be so winding up to this very second" I said as I looked into my husband's eyes looking deeply at me.

"Does anything make your heart stop? Until I see tonight my husband who is usually always warm, tonight I feel cold and like I'm thinking about something that isn't necessarily happening?" I asked, this time I give time to mas husband talk.

I saw the face of the husband was not as dark as before, there was a beam of light that seemed to make his face more handsome and shady.

"I cannot be angry with you if you always make my heart peaceful. You are good at making this heart cool like mountain water in the morning even though I never go up the mountain" he said as his red lips brimmed up to make my heart at peace.

"Honestly I have a fear that Drily will be back in your heart remembering from the words earlier, if the man is still very dear to you, that man is still very dear to you, and also he married your sister because he was forced and now there is no relationship with your sister. I feel there is a threat to our household" said mas bojo with a face that looks anxious. Well as I suspected that my husband was jealous fear that I would re-establish love with my ex-husband-to-be.

I chuckle with crispy. This time I put my husband's hand off my face. I held her firmly and looked into her eyes warmly.

"There is no reason for me to turn my back on you, Mas, even though Dirly was in my heart once and I was very sick when the betrayal happened, but in the slightest I had no sense of wanting to be back with him even if Lyra's son was not her son, but it was the same in having already committed adultery with my sister. Do I want to re-establish a relationship with someone who has hooked my sister despite being forced or equally liked. We never know his heart. God sent Mas as my husband, so why do I have to find trouble with digging into the past?" I kept staring into my husband's two clear eyes.

I could see that there was confidence behind his clear eyes, his lips were perfectly drawn when he heard my words.

"Tomorrow we have returned to Jakarta, we better worship yuk. Time does not try in Lydia's room, later there will be no sweet memories dong in this room. It's empty" I said half embarrassed. Honestly, it felt embarrassed when I asked him first, but I remembered the word cleric. The wife who invites contact first is her guarantee heaven. I, too, as a heaven hunter, do not want to waste that opportunity.

"Whoever offers himself to his husband willingly, Allah will ban him from the fire of hell, granting him the reward of two hundred Hajj and Umrah, recorded for him two hundred thousand kindnesses, lifted up for him two hundred thousand degrees in Heaven. And whosoever a wife enters with her husband in a blanket, then the angel from under 'Arsy calls her, "Start first by you the deed (stimulating the husband): Then Allah will forgive you of your past and future sins, and Allah will record for him the reward of one who set free a hundred slaves, and record for him from every strand of hair with one kindness."

Back the smile on my husband's handsome face.

"Who is rich? Really naughty?" reply husband but his hand is already coiled around my neck and trying to open my head covering. But I asked him. And look at the window that is still open. Deftly, my husband closed the window and locked my body, so I screamed in shock.

"I don't think you want to because you have a naughty wife" I snorted ostensibly sulking.

"I don't like it when you're naughty with someone else if it's me, of course I really like it" he said with his hand to open my hijab.

"Then what else do you like about me other than being naughty?" ask me with a good look.

"Like to make me baper, salting with your words of love, and you're always looking down when I look at you and red cheeks like now."

I can not ask anymore because the husband has started knitting a beautiful story in my room.

Ah, it's not in vain otaku thought hard looking for sweet words because the reward was truly amazing.

Let the time roll

Like a wheel that keeps turning

Rivet our steps

towards the cegahsana of love

Let the world be beautiful

Be witnesses of our love

Until night shuts the soul

Good night, my husband

Thank you for making such a wonderful story in my life

Cup... I stole kiss from the husband's mas, until unknowingly the husband who I thought had fallen asleep suddenly held me until I could not dodge to return to serve him.

"You are beginning to love" he said, continuing to create a melody of love in the silence of the night.

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