
Arimbi's heart seemed to have jumped when finally his gaze and Aidan met in the middle of their faces so close. Especially with a very soft, mas Aidan has immediately permission.
“Can start? Now ..?” gentler mas Aidan repeated his question. He looked at Arimbi with great supplication. His two eyes, which always looked at Arimbi's eyes full of shade, were now filled with a sense of wanting to have.
Nervous, Arimbi nodded. However, he did not dare to look into the eyes of Aidan again, especially when the lips mas Aidan and felt really warm, greeting his lips and then mengu*lumnya very friendly, and, and Arimbi had already directly replied to him.
In silence Arimbi thinks, he will wade a journey that is predicted to be part of the greatest wisdom of one while in the world. And what Arimbi knows from some information, when first doing it will be very painful, but after that especially if doing it with a man who is very Arimbi love, he said, Arimbi would very easily enjoy*tinya. Feeling the kenikma*ttan and being predicted can make those who feel it feel like they are floating, as if they are the happiest people in the world.
Again, Arimbi's body as if thrown into the wild when mas Aidan to carry it. The reason that also makes Arimbi reflex holding onto mas Aidan. He held on to the original and slowly framed the face of Mas Aidan using both hands. Because Arimbi is aware, it is not only him who must enjoy their relationship. Because of the existence of a kenik*matan is also always accompanied by reciprocity. So, Arimbi who had daydreamed, gradually replied to every ci*uman mas Aidan who slowly also came down to his chin.
“Mas have seen me fit not wearing a hijab?” arimbi asked softly after mas Aidan helped her sit on their wedding bed whose center was decorated with red rose petals arranged into a large heart shape.
Mas Aidan nodded.
“Tadi mornings pas I want hair,” sure Arimbi reminded. Fear, so it was too late, mas Aidan to forget everything other than how to immediately channel his wishes.
“I really sleep, even though your hair sometimes sweeps my face, yes it's sleeping,” sure mas Aidan who then helps Arimbi remove the attributes in her hijab.
“Yesterday I accidentally cut too anyway, so as a.”
“How long was it?”
“Almost by waist!”
“Yah .. I haven't seen!”
“Later is also long again, because it feels heavy, feel more burden. Yes, just cut it.”
But after mas Aidan opened the veil Arimbi, the man increasingly admired the beauty of his wife. Arimbi has straight hair which is also very thick. It was fitting that his wife felt the burden of his life increased when the length of his hair was almost as waist.
“Stay curious fitting your hair length is almost waist-length,” said mas Aidan right in front of Arimbi's face, besides he who has also directly wrapped his body using both hands.
Arimbi was immediately blushed and again did not dare to look at Aidan openly. In order to maintain heart safety and even sanity, Arimbi really can not do it while staring at mas Aidan.
“Darling, I don't use security well, let it be immediately. Moreover, you just finished your period,” said mas Aidan is still very soft.
Arimbi nodded straight away. “Iya, Mas, nothing.” One thing that Arimbi is grateful for, he feels very grateful to himself who has managed to prepare the best performance especially for Aidan mas.
“You also really don't use procrastinators, right?” ask mas Aidan who again asked right in front of Arimbi's face, besides he who again curled Arimbi's body using both hands.
Arimbi shook his head slowly and looked in the shade of both eyes of Aidan. “No, Mas. Right from the beginning, Mas already wanti-wanti.”
In a different place, on a mini bus and still sitting next to Aisyah, Ilham felt very miserable. His eyes stared at the frustration of the outside atmosphere that was starting the evening. Almost five o'clock in the afternoon and today's atmosphere that had been very hot, was immediately shady because the rain seemed to be coming down. Almost in all corners of the sky has been dominated by overcast, similar to the heart and even his life.
“Mas Aidan must be very cool when opening Arimbi's hijab. Especially now that Arimbi is slim, and it seems that Arimbi also up to routine maintenance. His face alone became glowing, Ilham's inner” had immediately swallowed the liquid that filled his mouth just because his gaze was filled with Aisyah's head falling leaning on his shoulder. He remembers the beginning of opening the veil Aisyah and it was like the beginning of a catastrophe in his life.
The picture if Aisyah's face is very beautiful, especially both eyes Aisyah is very beautiful, immediately destroyed and even make Ilham not only disappointed. Because Ilham who had been afraid just to see the face of Aisyah also slowly jijiik. However, it seems that the Owner of Life had indeed deliberately set her up with Aisyah. Evidently, whatever happens, they get back together, until Ilham who once slandered Arimbi very vilely, felt his own slander. For all the evil that Inspiration destroys to Arimbi is even in Aisha, even worse.
Think by Ilham, is Aisyah indeed a soul mate who is deliberately given in return for every action that Inspiration does?
“Innalilahi .. just saw his eyes that closed, it feels really not because. Disappointed, jijiikk, and .. really want to save!” screams of Inspiration in his heart.
It's just that, Ilham had immediately lowered his head in that it turned out, from the side, that Father Kyai was not sleeping, quietly watching. Father Kyai looked at him sharply, even now. Inspiration caught him through his glance tail. Whereas in the passenger seat, Haji Ojan was looking down sadly while looking at the leaves of the wedding bouquet given by Azzam.
In contrast to Ilham who wanted to stop immediately, not with mas Aidan who still wanted to continue, even though under him, Arimbi was already moaning in pain. Mas Aidan continued to try to convince, reduce the pain that Arimbi felt because although it may not be as painful as Arimbi felt, mas Aidan also felt pain.
“A minute!” sure mas Aidan who previously had been defamed has not been pera*wan, is pregnant, even to be slandered has been abor*si. But in fact, now he proved himself, it has been fifteen minutes more he tried to break through it, his efforts have not been hilal.
Mas Aidan stroked Arimbi's face that had been wet by the sweat and some of it was his.
Arimbi nodded his head, even though his thighs to his feet were trembling and maybe because he was not used to it.
“About again!” sure mas Aidan who returned continued and did not want to stop, another with the fate of Inspiration to Aisha.