The Journey of Love of the Monty Girl
Secrets and Surprises of God

 And that night was the most beautiful night for Naziah and Rega. Even though it was the first time they did it. But they enjoyed it so much. Because each self moves following its instincts. To create a beautiful night for them

Having finished doing one of the obligatory things and is a worship for them it. Before going to bed, Rega cleaned up a little and went back to wearing her nightgown. Which he was wearing before. Then, seeing his wife was asleep first. Still with his innocent body behind the thick blanket. Rega decided to help his wife put on her clothes. Because if he let his wife be like that. Afraid, later his wife will be uncomfortable and quickly woke up. While his body still needs a break.

Slowly, Rega helped Naziah put on his clothes. However, because he did not want to move his wife's body too much. When wearing clothes. Rega just put on Naziah's shirt and pants. Without her underwear.

Time has shown at 04:30 in the morning. The alarm on Naziah's phone immediately rang out loud. Until disturbed deep sleep Naziah at that time.

With great difficulty, Naziah began to open her beautiful eyelids. And shall raise his body from its bed. While intending to squirm his body to the right and to the left first. That feels so crumpled he thought. However, something that felt so heavy overlapped on his slender abdomen. And also one of his thighs that was behind the thick blanket. Successfully hindered his efforts and intention to wriggle his body.

Not to mention, a warm breath touched his cheek. Naziah was momentarily fixated on his position. He seemed to think of something in his brain. With occasional funny flickering eyes.

'Oh my goodness...! Is this what is beating my body? It is heavy.' said the inner Naziah.

For a long time he was fixated, until his subconscious returned to its usual state. A thought dawned on him, that moment. She is not a woman who goes anywhere by herself. Eat, sleep alone. She is the wife of a man named Adrian Rega. The boss of the office where he was looking for sustenance. More than four years ago, until now.

"Yes Allah...! Why do I always forget! If so, I'm married now. And of course, I will sleep accompanied by my husband at all times. Not the same as when she was a girl and alone. I want to do it myself. Now, it is very certain that next to me is my husband" Naziah said speaking to himself.

After a long monologue, himself like that. Naziah tried to tilt her body towards her husband slowly. So that she could see her husband's face. Without sleeping with her husband.

"I just realized. Turns out, my husband is really handsome. Unfortunately, almost all women in the office adore him. And maybe I'm the only one who doesn't pay attention to him. But the funny thing is, it was I who was indifferent and not infatuated with him. Not those women. Which sometimes seems so obviously infatuated and adoring it. Did I ever do anything good. Until now, God has returned the charity of my kindness. By setting me up with this handsome guy. That's it, boss himself again. Hihihi. God is full of secrets and surprises for every creature yes." said Naziah at length, still talking to himself. While continuing to look at Rega's handsome face from such a close distance.

"I was betrothed to a man who was not just handsome. But also gentle and loving this. This is the blessing of God who cannot be denied. And also, I really didn't expect. If it used to be very hurt and traumatized in the heart. When it slipped from the hand of the man who almost married me. Now, managed to accept the man I thought was foreign to me at first. Instead, it was he who had succeeded in seizing my heart and crown on the second night after Ijab kabul was proclaimed. Really!!! For a long time, I felt like my life was like the stories of a country girl in the novels I had read before."

"Hmmm... The more looked at, his face was getting handsome many times. And it seems to make me fall in love with her even more. Ah... I must.." said Naziah, immediately cut off.

"Where are you going, hem? It's still very early in the morning, honey. Aren't you tired after our last night, Hem?" ask Rega. Still with eyes closed tight.

"Hem... Tired anyway, Mas. And I also realize it's still early morning blind. But it was that blind morning. Are we not Muslims who have an obligation to pray five times. What we should do as our thanksgiving to Him. Because it has given us life, sustenance, soul mate and so forth. Come on, wake up, Mom! This is already in the dawn prayer time. We should pray. I used to take a shower or Mas?" ask Naziah at last. After explaining a little, he wanted to get out of their sleep.

"You go first, baby. While waiting for you, I want to sleep a little more!" answer Rega slowly. With the typical hoarse voice of a new person waking up.

"alright. I go first." said Naziah while trying to get off their king-size bed.

However, Naziah had just stepped out his foot. Suddenly, he spontaneously screamed and grimaced. Holding his intimate part.

"Aawh..ssst!" shoot Naziah while grimacing in pain. And back to the bedside.

Heard his wife's voice in pain. Rega immediately opened his eyes and rose from his sleep.

"Astagfirullahal'adhim! Why are you, honey?" say and ask Rega, worry. He immediately got out of bed and approached his wife.

"It hurts and hurts a lot, Mas." replied Naziah with a face of pain.

"Yes Allah...! It must have been me last night, honey. I'm sorry...?!" rega felt guilty. "I'm just carrying, to the bath. It must have hurt a lot if it was forced to walk." continued the initiative.

Naziah shook her head, rejecting her husband's offer. "It seems like there's no need for you. I can walk alone. But me, heart first yes. Just continue the road, maybe if slowly will not feel as painful as before. And... I don't have to apologize that way. I'm not okay. This pain must be for a moment. It will also heal itself." said Naziah refused. She did not want the wound on her husband's stomach to bleed again because of carrying him.