Tasbih Love Fatimah
The allure of Fatimah

Fatimah who heard Satya's orders was nervous, her hands were trembling slightly, this was her first time touching a man, since childhood Fatimah who lived in pesantren never came into direct contact with men unless it was muhrim, she just shook hands or kissed the back of the husband's hand, but at this time she had to touch his body, he said, things he'd never done.

"Don't just shut up Fatimah! massage my back!" Satya again gave the order, it felt annoying, only in order to mijit Fatimah silent and did not immediately do it.

Slowly but surely Fatimah began to move her hand against Satya's back which looked flawless.

"Don't flaccid! a little harder! your mind is not felt," Satya protested when he felt the touch of Fatimah's hand, actually Satya was currently fighting against his desire that suddenly appeared when Fatimah began to touch Satya's back, the soft hand that made something fall asleep now woke up and stood upright without being in control.

'Damn, why do I still have this shitty girl's passion? remember Satya! you married her just for wanting to avenge your heartache because she had rejected you first!' inner Satya who feels if what happened to him is the wrong thing and can not be justified.

"Stop! your massage is really bad, women really can not mijit," exclaimed Satya while giving a code so that Fatimah's hands get away from her back.

Fatimah just silently watched the husband who was now standing waltzing away and left her and went into the bathroom.

'Why does he keep getting angry? what wrong? can't she be a little more gentle with me?' batin Fatimah spoke again.

Fatimah felt that there was something strange about her marriage, how could Satya not touch her at all, she was even so clumsy, and always said rudely to Fatimah, what exactly was the purpose of Satya marrying her?

Fatimah kept thinking, she walked to the balcony of the room, sitting on a long wooden swing that she used to use to sleep, it was exhausting to think about everything that happened, he said, Fatimah really could not understand what the purpose of Satya marrying him, he wanted to ask, but the courage in her was still not gathered, Fatimah was still afraid to talk about it.

Unlike Fatimah who was thinking hard with Satya's attitude which is very different from most men when they were married, Satya was busy playing solo in the bathroom, but she was very busy, ge prestige and hatred greater than other feelings until he chose to play solo rather than playing with his wife.

'Here, it turns out Fatimah has an allure so strong, just in touch like that has made joni wake up,' Satya's mind grumbled considering his passion which immediately culminated when Fatimah touched his back.

"Where is Fatimah?" lirih Satya when she saw a quiet room uninhabited.

Satya decides to keep her distance for a while so she can control herself not to touch him.

Satya who did not see the existence of Fatimah chose to go to the balcony, looking for fresh air better than to stay in the room, Satya did take a leave of absence for four days, he said, he did all the work through the emails his employees sent.

"Why is he sleeping outside?" muttered Satya when he saw Fatimah actually fell asleep on the balcony.

At first glance Satya looked at Fatimah then he again walked into the room without caring about Fatimah who should be moved or awakened and told to move.

Satya who saw the existence of Fatimah on the balcony made Satya to reduce his intentions, he chose to continue the work on the sofa, although a little saturated because it was in the room continues, for Satya it was much better than working on the balcony but there was Fatimah there.

The day continued to change until nightfall, Satya who was too tired just woke up after Fatimah woke him.

"Mas Satya is awake!" fatimah's soft voice greeted Satya's deep ears in her sleep.

"Hm" said Satya who immediately opened his eyes, and Fatimah's face was right in front of him at that time, Satya who just woke up reflex to rewind her face away because she felt if the distance between the two was too close.

"It's time to pray, Mas Satya did not wake up? Fatimah has prepared warm water for bathing" replied Fatimah.

Although in the depths of his heart, Fatimah felt that this marriage felt strange and unnatural, but Fatimah still tried to fulfill all her obligations.

Without answering Fatimah's words, Satya immediately stood up and waltzed away leaving Fatimah who was now standing in her place, but one minute later Fatimah realized that she had to tell Satya something.

Tok ... tok ....

"Mas Satya!" call Fatimah trying to call Satya.

"Hm," said Satya briefly.

"The clothes I have prepared, Mas can wear them after bathing, I put the clothes instead on the mattress, Mas can wear them later," explained Fatimah.

"Yes," said Satya briefly, indeed he is a man who sucks, Fatimah has been laboriously preparing warm water and clothes for Fatimah, who is, instead of thanking or giving a little praise for Fatimah so that she feels happy, Satya even looks indifferent and less concerned with what Fatimah said.

"I want to help Mom get dinner. What would you like in Masakin?" ask Fatimah who is still trying to be patient with what has been done by Satya.

"Whatever," a really annoying answer was heard again, this time Fatimah felt lazy to continue the conversation, he chose to go straight to the kitchen without talking again to Satya who just bathed quietly without feeling the slightest guilt.

'The men have no feelings, the answer is short and ungrateful, thankfully I still have a thousand patience to deal with it, ' Inner Fatimah, once again he could only grumble inwardly without daring to reveal it.

After preparing the two now sit side by side in the dining room, enjoying the dinner that has been prepared.

"Darling!" satya's tone of voice sounded soft and very romantic, in contrast to the tone of her voice when she was alone with Fatimah in the room.

"Fatimah!" this time the voice of the Mother was heard calling Fatimah who did not respond to Satya's call.

"Yes, Mother" said Fatimah to stop her movement to feed rice into the mouth.

"Your husband is calling, why are you quiet?" mother Fatimah said.

"Sorry, I'm too serious about enjoying this meal, so don't listen" Fatimah replied as she scratched her veil-covered neck despite not itching.

"Darling, please get me a drink! my hands are dirty," Satya asked with a sweet smile that actually made Fatimah sick, it felt like she wanted to vomit to see Satya's sweet attitude that Fatimah understood if the voice was made up.

Satya does have a habit of eating by hand if she is eating by being without sauce like today, Fatimah and her mother cook a roasted chicken complete with spicy chili that feels so delicious, the cuisine at Fatimah's house tastes better than the cuisine at Satya's house, during this time Mama Satya rarely cooks, even though Mama Satya's cooking is much better than the cuisine of the housekeeper at Satya's house, while the cuisine is much better than the cuisine of the housekeeper at Satya's house, but Papa Satya always forbid Mama to cook on the grounds that his father does not want the Mama to feel tired, even though the work of the Mama just relax and go shopping if it is bored at home.