Suddenly Getting Married to Ustadz
The Part 30
"Still want to cry or hope, I think I need to buy more tissue, already finished one pack." Aka sat on the lip of the bed watching his pensive wife excitedly in front of the laptop screen.
"Who is crying, nothing" he said. Moving on her husband's back.
"Nothing but not a single pack of tissue" the man quipped as he crawled onto the bed. Take a reading book on a nightstand that he prepared himself.
"No need to be careful, read it, read it" he replied in annoyance.
The man sighed whole-chestedly, trying to endure patiently facing his little wife. Aka herself was still not sleepy, she sat leaning on the head of the bed with a reading book in her hand. Pretending to focus on staring at the book on his lap, in fact his brain and heart were enveloped in discomfort.
Shali closes his laptop, researching the task book and modules that will be brought tomorrow to college. Close the laptop and stand up from the study chair. Take off her hijab and let her long, shoulder-length dyed hair down beautifully. Walk to the bathroom, clean yourself.
The sound of door creaking that sounded greeted the man who was focusing on his book. For a moment he glanced at his wife who was walking into the dressing room, and came back in a nightgown of a pants suit and a keroppie-patterned short-sleeved top. Return to the dresser to pamper her face for a moment, before finally approaching the bed.
Shali stood right beside the bed, staring for a moment at her husband who was watching her so closely. Before finally scanning that gaze and occupying his part mattress. She laid her body on her back.
Again Aka sighed with all her chest, returning the reading book to its original place. His hands were moved pulling the blanket and covering it to his wife's body. Then he lies down in a supine way to look at the ceiling of the room.
"Sir, are you asleep?" call Aka Lirih still with the same position.
The real Shali is still awake reluctantly responding to her husband's call. He closed his eyes tightly, hoping to fall asleep quickly.
Anxious, that's what Aka felt, especially his wife did not show her face in front of him. The man got up and took a cross-legged stance facing his wife. A little peek at the woman who a few minutes ago managed to make him jealous.
"Sir, really sleeping?" ask Aka again, eroding the distance. Her cute face that seemed to have closed her eyes.
Confused himself, but did not also make him calm. The man again laid his body, this time in a different position, moving boldly to hug his wife from behind, with his beautifully circular hands palpating her stomach.
The woman opened her eyes, felt her back squeezed and so warm, trying to hold her breath so as not to be caught asleep. Aka buried her face in her depleted crown, sipping her fragrance from there. Then he felt comfortable and cradled a dream.
Early in the day at exactly three o'clock, it appears that the lights of the cottage are already on. The santri are busy racing to fulfill two tahajud rakaats together. Likewise, the man who had just been awake, blinked for a moment before finally waking his wife to pray together.
It felt like Shali had just fallen asleep, because Aka's embrace made it difficult for the girl to fall asleep.
"I'm still sleepy, you first?"
"Wake up, Deck, Mas wait, let's spit!" yelling Aka patience.
Shali was unmoved, her sleepiness could not be compromised, she ignored her husband who was still waiting.
"Well if you don't want to wake up, we worship something else?" he threatened her right behind her ear.
Hearing another word of worship, made the half-asleep heart alert. Lazily opening her eyes, finding Aka who was highlighting her right in front of her face.
"Astaghfirullah ... Hey, what the hell are you doing!" reprimanding Shali instantly rose from his sleep. The woman moved her back to Aka who was currently without her clothes.
"Take worship," he answered without burden.
"It's not clear to be a person" Shali grumbled. Get off the bed and rush to the bathroom. Shalin did live in the girls' dormitory on campus before, but he was still far from the word devout Muslim who every night mengunajat on him.
While Aka shook her head slowly while smiling to see his wife who immediately darted into the bathroom. The man took a koko shirt and put it on
"Oh my goodness .. gini amad yes follow the husband, it is not free to say anything, sleep disturbed mulu, which makes the heart spot as well. O Allah, O Lord, I can be thin in this way" he lamented.
If you are still single it feels free, so stay in the dormitory there are times when the opposition will be delayed, or even go home late because of lazy to follow the study. But now Shali feels even more imprisoned in the holy desert. With high discipline flying hours.
He admitted that Aka is a typical gentle and polite guy, maybe the idol of many women there, but strangely why his heart is hard to hold. In fact, the shadow of Azmi's face seemed to always be reflected in her memory. The woman had time to grieve with regret that haqiqi found a person who had eleven twelve faces.
"Dec, old amad, why the hell, sleep yes!" reprimand Aka banged on the bathroom door.
Shali still did not budge, sitting on the closet lazily. Only then to cleanse themselves from small hadas. Come out with a wet face after ablution, approaching the prayer that has been held for him.