The Light of Love for Seroja
CCUS 92: Bridal Night

The party is over. After each bride and groom had become king and queen for a day, the time had now come for them to rest in their respective places. Randy and Seroja return to the apartment they once shared. Hakim and Ana return to Lili and Mukhlas' residence and invite Alamanda. Fakhru and Adiba chose to stay at the hotel after the reception.

The seroja still wrapped in red ball gawn stepped foot to circle every corner in this apartment. He was attentive to the circumstances of his residence. Not changed at all. The layout of the items in this apartment is still exactly the same as the last time he came out of here. And he stopped his footing when he arrived in front of a wide window in the back corner of the room.

From where Seroja stands today, it is clear that the night paintings are presented out there. The sky is blackened and dark but decorated with flickering stars that look so charming, like the sparkle of pearls on the bottom of the ocean. The skyscrapers are decorated by lights, as if increasingly creating a romantic and dramatic impression that appears simultaneously. Not only that, the iron horses milling on the highway seemed to add to the crowd tonight. Although the time-lifting machine has shown exactly at half-ten pm, but in no way dampen the intention of the drivers to enliven the night.

"Don't daydream! Later can be invited genie waiting for this apartment Dear!"

Seroja's body was a little surprised when suddenly there was an arm wrapped around his waist. Not only that, the hair is also slightly bristled when you feel the breath of Randy sweeping his ears.

"I'm not daydreaming Mas. Just enjoying the outside atmosphere of where I stand right now."

Randy put his chin on Seroja's shoulders, and occasionally kissed her. As a result, things like that are increasingly making Seroja bristling. "You can enjoy the outside atmosphere, dear, but now clean your body first. After all, don't you feel the rage of wearing a dress like this?"

Randy's words successfully made Seroja realize that it is true that he has not changed clothes since. The hot and sultry feeling that spread in her body increasingly made the woman obey what was said by her husband.

Seroja, who had been standing on Randy's back, turned around. He put a smile on his lips. "Okay, I take a shower first."

Randy only returned his wife's gaze with a gaze that was no less warm anyway. He held both shoulders Seroja and immediately turned his body again.

"Mas, what's wrong? I'm going to the bathroom, why are you turning my body around again?"

Seroja was a little surprised when her body turned back to Randy. Before long, Randy's hands stretched out to open the zipper of the dress worn by his wife.

"I just want to help you open the zipper door on this dress, honey. I'm sure you're having trouble opening it."

Seroja just chuckled. He forgot that without Randy's help, maybe until tomorrow this dress he wore would never be able to escape his body. But the laughter suddenly stopped when he felt a strange rumble that suddenly spread throughout his body.

"Maos ..."

Seroja's voice sounded a little raucous when her husband's lips swept across the surface of his back. Her eyes closed, feeling the pleasure presented by her husband.

"Darling ... I really miss this. Can I get it tonight?"

Both eyes of Randy who had fogged desire was relentlessly aiming at the smooth white back of the wife he so longed for. Although he and Seroja have done this, but this time the atmosphere feels different. For some reason, at this time the inner peace and tranquility so felt enveloping his heart.

Perhaps this is the meaning of a sacred bond marriage is done openly and not stealthily, let alone there is not the slightest element of 'playing as if' behind a legitimate partner. Randy felt a lot more peace and inner calm after he divorced Rosmala and intended to re-marry Seroja. The man felt that his marriage this time brought blessing to himself.

Seroja can only continue to close their eyes, dissolving in the fire of desire that feels increasingly turbulent. He's no hypocrite, that he misses Randy too. And Randy is all he wants to have and touch.

"I'm all yours now, Mom. You can get whatever you want from my body."

Randy hugged Seroja's body from behind. He put his chin back on his wife's shoulder. His hand stretched out to shift a little Seroja's face to be able to look at her. And a friendly kiss, he put on his wife's red lips.

The kiss that had previously felt so soft, now turned into a hot kiss. Randy devoured the lips of his wife greedily. Frowning, sipping and sucking lips as if without giving Seroja a chance to breathe.

"I helped rub your back in the bathroom, baby."

Randy's words are like a spell that can hypnotize Seroja. The woman only nodded her head as a gesture if she allowed Randy to do anything on her body.

Without wasting much time, Randy grabbed the wife's body. He bopong Seroja body ala bridal style to immediately enter the bathroom.

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Cold air still feels piercing the skin pores. Make humans who feel it prefer to stay curled under a thick blanket. Avoiding all the cold that really hugged their bodies tightly as if they did not want to leave just like that.

"Aa', thank you very much because Aa' has chosen Diba to be Fakhru's teacher."

Diba said while staring at the two Netra Fakhru closely. The closer Diba looked at the two beads of the man who was now legally her husband, the more he felt that Fakhru was indeed a handsome man.

Fakhru smiled sweetly while rubbing Adiba's lips gently. "Aa' who should be thanking you, Diba. Because you've been so attentive to Aa'. Even you have such a great love for Aa'."

There was a warm feeling that suddenly filled the space of Adiba's heart when he felt the touch of Fakhru's fingers. There is nothing he can do but just return the sweet smile of the husband with a smile that is no less sweet anyway.

"If you may know, what is the reason aa' Fakhru reciprocates all the flavors Diba has?"

For a moment, Fakhru seemed to think a little. After that, he smiled broadly again. "Maybe it is the sincerity of your heart that is able to penetrate the space of my heart, Diba. In addition, God also showed me that you are a good woman, so there is no reason for me not to welcome your feelings."

"Thank you very much A'. I won't demand anything from Aa'. I just ask, Aa' can carry out Aa's duties as a husband well."

Fakhru nodded steadily. "God I will always strive to be the best priest for you, Diba. But if there is a lack of me, I ask you to also reprimand me. We work together to achieve what is sakinah, mawadah and warahmah in the household that we build."

He walked down Fakhru's cheeks with his fingers. "A', can I ask you something?"

"What is Diba? Say it! If I am able to fulfill it I will surely fulfill."

"Don't ever cheat on me, A'. I realized, maybe I'm far from perfect. Maybe there are a lot of women out there who are much more everything. But I'm asking never once did Aa' share Aa's feelings with another woman out there."

I don't know what happened to Diba. Suddenly he felt insecure about himself. In fact, in the eyes of Fakhru himself, Adiba is a perfect woman. The words of the wife is what makes Fakhru's forehead slightly shriveled. But then, he smiled wryly.

"InshaAllah, inshaAllah I promise I will always love you, Diba. And will never share this love I have with another woman. Except....." Fakhru paused his instantaneous speech which made Diba feel a little confused.

Now it was Adiba's turn to frown. Trying to guess what word this husband will continue with mixed feelings. "Except what A'?"

Fakhru commented on his smile and before long, he hugged Diba's body tightly. He closed his lips in the niche of the wife's neck while whispering softly. "Unless we are given a daughter, so automatically the love I have is shared for you and for our daughter."

Feeling the breath that is between the neck and ears makes Diba like an electric current. Makes it creep countless. Without permission, Fakhru grabbed Adiba's chin so that this woman could look fixedly at his face. And after that, he put his kiss on the lips of the wife.

The first time kissing, making Adiba's body just fixated. His lips clenched, giving absolutely no response. He doesn't even know what to do. But his instinct as a man who has a desire, he finally opened his lips, allowing the tongue of the husband to play in his oral cavity. The two of them were long dissolved in that hot kiss. Until all stopped when Diba looks a little out of breath.

Fakhru gently rubbed Adiba's lips that looked wet. "Darling, we strive to make baby yuk dedek!"

Adiba's face turned red, his chest felt increasingly rumbling. Reflek he nodded his head while blushing in shame. Naming Adiba's head was the beginning of the start of the first night ritual for the newlyweds. Sipping the pleasures of the world under the sacred bonds of marriage is certainly worth worshiping.

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MP Hakim and Ana will be present next episode huh Kak.. Hihi hihihi ☺☺☺

**Thor, is it hot? Less greget tofu...!

For this nupel I deliberately make not so hot huh Brother... The hot one, tomorrow I love in bang duda🤣🤣**

InshaAllah only 10 more parts of this novel will be finished. Sorry again for being updated so rarely. This is me a little bit of drift to bang Duda used😄😄 Oja so forgotten...

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