The Love of Habib
Chapters 30.1
Silent. Wherever his eyes looked would always make his heart flutter. The scattered petals, the voluptuous red color, and the fragrant red flowers in this room have reminded her many times that this place will be a silent witness of her union with her husband. Ah, somehow it feels so embarrassing. For the night he had read many books as supplies - but, still, left one weak spot in Aish, that is, a fear.
Every newly married woman has this fear. And so did Aish. The first night, means a lot to a married couple. He also thought that the first night had a very deep and sacred impression. Because on the first night, he and Habib Khalid will unite the feeling in the heart through the touch of the soul. It's very important, very important. But it's pretty creepy.
Wh why?
"How is this, God, I am very afraid. Many say that the first night was passed with difficulty. Especially for women. Um, it feels really painful. Especially this is the first time I did it. Can I survive?" He nodded, biting his lips scared.
Don't look at his downcast face now. Because after Auntie came out of this bridal chamber, she had been overwhelmed by fear. Afraid of the next stage.
"Oh God.."
Cclack
The door was opened by Habib. Surprised, she lowered her head in wait for the passive arrival of her husband.
"Assalamualaikum my wife?" With light steps, Habib entered the room after making sure the door was tightly closed and locked.
In a few steps he arrived right in front of his wife who was downcast embarrassed to hide his charm. Habib's heart was intrigued by the behavior of his shy wife. He smiled gently. Then sit down on his knees in front of his wife. His hands moved touching Aish's delicate cheeks, and he slowly raised Aish's face parallel to his own.
In awe, the heart of Habib immediately became chaotic when he saw how beautiful the work of God in this one creature. Beautiful and fascinating. He could not say anything more to describe how fascinated he was made by his beloved wife.
"Waalaikumsalam, brother Khalid." Gently, the voice possessed the hearing of Habib.
Makes his heart amused and at the same time, his ears heat up.
"Now we have officially become husband and wife in religion and in the country, so you do not need to call me brother Khalid, because I am your legal husband now. But call me mas Khalid or..suami? I love these two calls coming out of your sweet lips." Habib's words made Aish immediately blushed in embarrassment.
He does like his wife shy, but would prefer if his wife is more courageous again. Moreover, acting boldly in front of him to fight for things that are worth worship, Masya Allah... A husband's happiness cannot be expressed in words.
"Why did you turn your face away from me?" Ask the Habib.
Should Aish answer?
What would Habib respond if he dared to answer that this call was too?
On second thought, Aish would not answer. He was silently silent, with his eyelids descending unwillingly staring. Looks very stubborn.
The Habib chuckled. Isn't his wife too sweet?
"Where do you think the happiness of your husband is?" Ask Habib seriously.
Before really starting to go deeper, there is no harm in starting marriage college again to his wife. This was just a small lecture but the information it brought was truly immeasurable. That's why Aish is no longer stubborn in front of her husband.
"Located to me?" Everywhere the answer is certain to the wife.
Answer's right. Habib smiled widely at it. Seeing the wide smile formed on the handsome face of the husband, Aish immediately blushed embarrassed and misbehaved. Is it so easy to make her husband smile this wide and bright?
Aish was secretly amazed in the heart.
Then a gentle swipe over the top of his head interrupted Aish's brief daydream. He fell silent, his heart racing in the chest.
"Truely, the happiness of the husband lies with his wife. But tell me, what kind of wife makes a husband happy?" Ask Habib again in such a soft tone of voice.