Teach Me (Naina)
Chapter 176

"Huh?" ask pak penghulu after Yusuf said the phrase qabul smoothly without obstacles.

"Well!"

"Well!"

"AH!"

Sahut said the witnesses and people who attended the sacred event answered the question pak penghulu.

"Baarakallaah lakumaa wa baaraka 'alaikumaa wa jama'a bainakumaa fii khoir."

Prayer is chanted by the ruler and guaranteed by the Jama'ah. Yusuf's face was flooded with sweat, nervousness suddenly struck especially as he glanced sideways. Where the bride raised her hands solemnly.

All the processes go smoothly without any obstacles. Yusuf's coworkers were excited, they were happy in the end acute singles were getting a partner.

"Mas, covered in sweat. Here, Adek the lap." Biya pulled out a tissue and was about to wipe the sweat on Joseph's face, but the man avoided it a little.

Biya chuckled, anxious at her husband's timid behavior. He pulled Joseph's face and washed away the sweat that kept pouring out almost never stopped. Joseph blocked Biya's hand, looking at her deeply.

"What's up, Mom?" tanyanya tempt. It was really nice of Biya to see that face blushing as red as a boiled crab.

"No-no. My heart is about to jump, Dek." Joseph placed Biya's hand on his chest. The heart beat his wife's hand to form a red hue on her smooth white cheek.

Biya pulled her hand slowly, turning her face away with a raging feeling. While Joseph, squeezing the air turned away anyway.

Why does this keep happening, even though they are married. How's it going tonight?

Oh God!

Joseph imagined they were in one bridal room, maybe he'd faint from that damn disease. It pulls in sheets of tissue to wipe away sweat.

Pelaminan that he had dreamed of now he sat down with his wife. Being king and queen in a day, served by swift maids standing to the right and left.

They left when the invited guests went up to the temple to give their blessing. Yusuf, is just a mediocre man who has an incredible love.

"What kind of husband do you work with, Biya?" The question came from an elegant-looking woman. He's Biya's business friend, a fellow designer.

"He's a secretary, where's your husband?" Biya answered proudly. He glanced at Joseph, feeling low in front of his wife's friends.

"He was talking to your brother. Congratulations, yes." He glanced at Joseph with a sneering look. It was as if humbling the young man who had just started his role as a husband figure.

Biya gave an uneasy glance, from her agitated attitude she knew Yusuf was offended by their attitude. The man sat looking away, constantly wiping away the endless sweat popping up.

Biya also sat down and placed his hands on Joseph's arms, resting his head on the sturdy shoulder. Showing his great love.

"No need to think about the attitude of Adek's friends, yes. They are so, they are ordinary. Think of Adek. Whatever they say, Adek's love will not change as Mas Yusuf," whispered Biya softly until touching the deepest recesses of Joseph's heart.

The man was stunned, looking over then. The damn threads came back down, making Biya chuckle amusedly. Biya also did not hesitate to float a kiss on the cheek of the man, paled Joseph's face instantly.

"Dek .. the heart of Mas, Deck. Duh, I'm gonna faint!" Joseph's breath was wheezing, his chest up and down feeling the tightness that spread in it.

"Mas, don't joke. Not funny to know!" Biya slapped her husband's chest leaning against the chair. The suddenly pale face made Biya attacked with great panic.

"I'm not kidding, Dek." Joseph's breathing became increasingly congested.

"Sister!" Biya squealed almost crying.

Fatih who heard the call of the sister immediately turned her head. Then, running quickly to see Joseph who had difficulty breathing. Alfin was followed by Adrian who also felt panicked.

"Astaghfiullah! Why your husband?" pekik Fatih while helping Joseph to move.

"No idea, Brother." Biya had shed tears, anxious about Joseph's condition.

"Have a rest first," Alfin's swift ambush helped Fatih wake the man up.

"He has a strange disease. Excessive nervousness when close to women." Alfin whispered in Fatih's ear, telling Joseph his true condition.

"Astaghfirullah al-adhiim! So so." Fatih looked at her sister.

The girl became nervous about getting accusations from the look of her brother.

"You must be teasing her excessively," Fatih accused of forming a red hue on Biya's cheek.

"I'm just anxious, brother. Get anxious!" sahut Biya without feeling sinful.

"It's okay, brother. Don't be angry Biya. I just haven't gotten used to it." Joseph's slightly normal voice broke Fatih.

"Mas! Drink." Biya gave Joseph the water, and he helped the man drink it.

"That's mending?" asked Alfin who also had a look of anxiety about the situation of Joseph.

"Alhamdulillah, no, Boss. Not too crowded like that."

Alfin shook his head, then came out with Fatih leaving the two of them behind. Out there, there are many worshipers who regularly come to the Alfin mosque. Gathering and talking unexpectedly.

Biya sat down beside Joseph, dropping his body on the man's chest. Joseph, who had calmed down a little, put his wife on his shoulder, and kissed her hair.

"Sorry, yes, Mas. Adek did not know if Mas would like that. Panic to know." Biya rubbed the chest of Joseph's field, regretting that it had tempted him too much.

Joseph smiled, kissing his wife's head.

"The one who should be apologizing to you. Because of Mas's strange illness, you must be ashamed of all invited guests, especially your friends." Yusuf tightened his embrace, trying to adapt even though his heart continued to beat irregularly.

"No, Mas. I'm not ashamed at all. Don't think that." Biya put a face on Joseph's chest. She did not want her husband to feel inferior in front of her.

"Hantour is pretty normal. Is it okay?" Biya felt Joseph's left chest, not as tight as the blow he felt.

"Alhamdulillah, it's a little quiet. Maybe a little used to the same wife." Joseph smiled with relief.

Biya also smiled happily, hopefully something like that will not happen again.

"Where are we going to the moon?" ask Biya prank.

Joseph sighed, giving an envelope he kept in his pocket to Biya. Alfin Giving.

"It's from the boss. I don't know what it is. Try to open Adek," said Yusuf.

Biya received as she moved from her husband's body, opening the envelope out of curiosity. That thing is thin, is it a check? Or a holiday ticket?

Goggling Biya's eyes, looking at the contents inside the envelope.

"What is that, Deck?" Joseph asked curiously.

Biya's cheeks blushed for a moment.

"It's a honeymoon ticket to Lombok, Mas. That's fine, anyway, boss Mas. Royal is his employee. Make three more days." Biya was seen sumringah, while Joseph could no longer speak.

Alfin had given him a lot, but he felt he had not been able to repay him.

"Boss is too good. I don't know what to thank him for." Joseph slammed himself on the back of the sofa.

Don't know what else to say to thank Naina's husband.

"Bos Mas does not expect to be reciprocated with material. Prove that if you live happily. That's enough" Biya said with a smile.

Joseph sighed, everything his wife said was true. Alfin did not expect material recompense from everyone he helped. Slowly his heart felt at peace being near Biya.

"Please love you, Dek. I hope you will never change" Yusuf said with sincerity.