The Light of Love for Seroja
CCUS 93: Bridal Night #2

Not much different from the Randy-Seroja couple, Fakhru-Adiba, the Hakim-Ana couple was also enjoying their first night. Not in hotels, apartments, or villas, both choose to go directly to the house of the Judge's parents which will be where they live after marriage.

After dinner and putting Alamanda to bed, Ana rushes to her private room as well as the Judge. A room at the very back corner and close to a small garden located inside the house Mukhlas. I don't know what the judge meant to make this room his private room. Clearly he had prepared this long before he married Ana. For the judge himself, this room feels so comfortable to be a private room. Given the quiet atmosphere and not adjacent to the other rooms that make it free to do anything.

"Darling? Alamanda's asleep?"

The judge, who was leaning his body on the headboard of the bed while reading a book, was heard greeting Ana when Ana's body had entered the room. As for Ana, the woman only blushed in shame when for the first time a man who is now legally her husband called her with a call of affection. Although embarrassed, but the outpouring of happiness he could not hide at all. Yes, she felt very flattered to hear this sweet call from her husband.

"Already Mas. Alhamdulillah, Alamanda is not fussy. However, this was the first day he slept not in his usual place, but he just seemed so comfortable."

Ana sat in front of the dresser. She started removing the hijab she was wearing and began the ritual of rubbing olive oil on her face. The judge who looked at his wife's face through the mirror reflected only his smile, and tried to get closer to her.

"Alhamdulillah, I'm glad to hear that. That means, Alamanda will be very easy to adapt to the new environment."

Ana's body was a little aghast, when she felt something land in the recess of her neck. After he looked closely, it turned out that the head of the husband had been residing there. And the arms of the man's hands were also very tightly coiled in his stomach.

"Mas, can you please keep your head away from my neck. I feel ticklish Mas!"

The judge chuckled softly. Hearing the request of the wife does not necessarily grant it, the young ustadz actually increasingly want to peppered Ana.

"Why, darling? Doesn't this feel so good?"

Both of Ana's eyes were wide and perfectly rounded when she felt the Judge's lips tuck into the neck. Not only did he get there, the man also swept his wife's ears with his lips. That's what makes Ana seem to be stung by the electricity. He felt a strange rumble fill his bloodstream.

"Mas Judge ....."

Ana's voice choked. He bit his lower lip as the sensation of pleasure spread in his body. Knowing the wife had given a response, the Judge whispered softly in the wife's ear.

"Will I invite you to worship, dear? Worship, which is not only worth the reward but will also make us feel what heaven is of the world."

The Judge's words were like a spell that could hypnotize him. Without thinking much, Ana nodded her head softly. Gaining the consent of his wife, the Judge began to move from his position. His body slightly bent and he bopong body wife's ala-ala bridal style.

"Mas, I can walk by myself!"

Ana was stunned, when she found the treatment of this sudden Judge. But the Judge only laughed softly while kissing his wife's lips. Not long after, he arrived at the edge of the bed. The judge carefully laid his wife's body.

"Tonight, be mine, baby!"

Ana stroked the Judge's handsome face gently. She looked at her husband's bead eyes that were already filled with this mist of desire with a shady look. "Fully, I will give it all to you, Mother. Everything that is in me is yours."

The judge smiled sweetly as he gently kissed Ana's red lips. "Thank you, darling."

The judge stood up, he swung his footsteps to get closer to the switch. Click, the atmosphere of the room that was previously so bright, now looks dim. He again approached the wife and began their ritual of worship as a husband and wife.

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That's Rosmala. After Randy divorces her, he attempts to regain Randa's attention. He was again present to disturb the peace of the father of his children. He wants it back in his life. But in vain. Randa doesn't even want to deal with Rosmala anymore. He asked the woman not to bother him anymore.

He thought that after Randa's wife found out what she had done with Randa, Randa's wife immediately asked to separate. But the truth is just the opposite. Disrespectfully, Rosmala was expelled from Randa's current residence.

"Mrs, until when is Madam like this? It's better this time Madam fills the stomach first."

Ferdi, the man who became Rosmala's right-hand man, seemed to be walking closer towards this boss of his. It's really concerning the state of his boss this time. He looks a little thin, my face, with eye bags that look so black. Rosmala's current state confirms that some of these moments did not rest her body properly.

After putting the twins to bed, Ferdi brought the boss dinner. Hopefully, he can fill his stomach even if only three mouthfuls.

"Here you go, ma'am, don't think too much. It's good at this time Madam re-improved herself and saved what can still be saved," said Ferdi while putting the plate he brought on the table.

Rosmala smiled as she ruffled her hair a little rough. "Hahaha haha look at Fer, I am currently the saddest woman in the world. Randy and Randa have nothing I can have. Very unfortunate my fate. They all left my life."

Although Rosmala tried to open up, but the woman's voice sounded vibrating. Vibrating to hold back the emotions he felt.

Ferdi smiled bitterly at the condition of his boss. His whole life, only once did he meet a woman who was really at the end. He seemed to dissolve in that sadness. That is what makes Ferdi so sympathetic to Rosmala.

"Madam, if the Madam allows it, I want to replace the father of the twins."

Ferdi did not mess with his words. Indeed, after Rosmala was ingrained by Randy, he already had the desire to be a companion to the boss' life. He could not bear to see the woman slumped in this situation.

Rosmala who previously buried her face on the sidelines of the thigh while bending her knees immediately turned to look towards Ferdi. He really did not understand the meaning of Ferdi's words.

"You mean what Ferdi? Why don't I understand at all."

Ferdi tersnyum knot. He leaned closer to Rosmala. "Madam, I want to replace Mr. Randa for the twins. I want to be a friend to the twins who are there all the time."

Rosmala. "-You mean what Fer?"

Loaded with meaning, Ferdi stared fixedly at the two eyeballs of Rosmala. The man smiled thinly. "I want to marry Madam. If the Madam approves I will marry the Madam soon."

Rosmala could only try to figure out what the meaning stored in Ferdi's heart was in a way that was silent, fixated and frozen. "I really don't understand Fer. I don't get it."

"Mrs, marry me. I promise there will only be happiness that covers the heart of the Lady."

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