
" I accepted the marriage and marriage of Faeza Akbar bint Kemal Akbar with the dowry, in cash. " Murad uttered the pledge of Ijab Qabul with one breath and a loud voice.
And got the word "SAH" from all the families present.
Do'a chants are also read to pray for the two brides who are happy at this time.
Murad pinned the ring on Faza's ring finger and vice versa, Faza slightly bent down to kiss Murad's wheelchair-bound hand, then Murad replied with an old kiss on Faza's forehead. There was a prayer and hope for his wife.
Not to forget Nisa has captured this historic moment through her experts, to be aired later when their reception was held. Nisa is very meticulous like Aylin's mother, because Aylin's mother did transmit her thoroughness to her favorite daughter-in-law.
"Goodbye, from today on you are part of our family" Nisa said as she hugged her daughter-in-law, as well as Aylin and Erhan's mother who hugged Faza alternately.
"Sister, congratulations. I hope you still love me even though you are married, " said Zoya who hugged spoiled to her brother, making Rayyan roll her eyes lazy. Because she thinks Zoya is too much.
"Already off the change, I also want to hug my brother. "
Rayyan pushes Zoya's body to release her embrace from Murad, making her almost fall. Fortunately, a firm hand caught Zoya's body.
"Are you okay, Zo? " ask Ezra with worry. Without realizing it his heart was beating fast, when he looked at the woman he loved.
"Thank Ezra. Fortunately there is you, otherwise this would be an embarrassing day for me" Zoya said grumbling angrily at Rayyan who nearly knocked her down. "Basic brother no morality. "
Ezra smiled at the grunts from Zoya, apparently this girl still likes to grumble and nagging indistinctly.
Murad and Faza took several wedding photos with his family as mementos. And maybe it will add to the list of photos that will be displayed in the family room.
After the event was over, they all ate dinner prepared at the ceremony of Murad and Faza. Not many people come because this is a privacy event for the Erhan and Kemal families. Only two nuclear families attended.
"From today, you must serve your husband well, dear. You have to be patient with the situation of Murad like that" said Alima when they want to go home.
"Mom take it easy, I'm fine. I am happy and will serve Brother Murad sincerely. Because this is my wish. Mama don't worry " said Faza calming the mother.
"Do you love her so much, son? "
"If it's a problem, mama don't ask again. I love Murad more than you know ", Faza said with a smile.
"Alright, take good care of yourself here. Remember, now you are a wife and daughter-in-law in this house. Take care of your attitude and behavior, son. "
"Of course ma. "
The two then hugged.
"Nis, I put my son yes" said Alima as she hugged her best friend.
"You are like anyone. Faza is also my son now. So I'll definitely take care of him. "
"Well then, we go home first. "
Finally Kemal, Alima and Ezra returned to his home. All that was left was Faza there, who was already Murad's wife.
"Faza, take Murad to his room. He must be tired from sitting in a wheelchair all day. And you also rest. "
"Okay mom, we'll excuse you. "
After saying goodbye to everyone, Faza pushed Murad's wheelchair into his room. Nisa looked at the two of them with a haru look.
"I didn't think our son was married, under these circumstances. " Said Nisa who hugged her husband when she saw Murad and Faza.
"That means Murad we're grown up, baby, don't treat him like a kid. He's been taking care of it now" Erhan said in return for his wife's embrace.
"You're right, Faza. That little girl, I didn't expect that she would be our daughter-in-law." Nisa said while chuckling.
"We don't know God's destiny, baby. Let's go to bed. I've missed you." whispered Erhan to his wife.
Nisa pinched her husband's belly, "You don't want to lose to the newlyweds.. They certainly did not do it tonight. "grunts Nisa annoyed.
The one Erhan replied with a grin and scratched his non-itchy nape.
Murad's room.
Faza who had arrived at Murad's room immediately moved Murad onto the bed with some difficulty. Because it was Murad's leg that could not be moved, it limited his movement.
"Take my pajamas Faza. "pinta Murad to his wife.
Deftly Faza immediately picked up Murad's pajamas.
"Can you change your own clothes? "
A red tinge appeared on Faza's cheek.
"Why? are you ashamed? " ask Murad while taking off his clothes.
Faza's face was getting reddened to see the bulge of the muscles in Murad's body. Even though he hasn't exercised in weeks.
Faza shook his head, then he put on the prepared pajamas for Murad. Slowly but surely, Faza was buttoning her husband's pajamas one by one with great difficulty, and his eyes were twitching comically at the sight of her husband's muscular body.
Murad could only hold back his smile seeing Faza's adorable comical manner.
"After this my pants too, Faza. But before I wanted to pee, could you help me. "
Faza's body immediately stiffened hearing the word urinate his sacred brain had traveled everywhere.
"Bi. can brother. "
With a trembling body Faza moved Murad to his wheelchair again, and immediately took her to the bathroom.
"A.. what should I do. "asked Faza stuttering.
"Can you move me there? " pointing Murad to the toilet seat.
Faza complied and with a slight nervousness she moved her husband to sit on the toilet. Faza instantly turned his head around as Murad was about to open his pants.
"Aakaackhh.. "
A shout made Faza turn his head. His eyes widened to see Murad open his pants only up to the thigh.
"Ka.. sister why." asked Faza nervously, with a face as red as a tomato after seeing what he should not have seen.
"My legs hurt, I can't lift my legs too high" Murad said with a grimacing face in pain.
Hearing that, Faza swiftly opened Murad's pants without caring about something poking out there. After it managed to escape, Faza then slightly moved away and turned his body around.
There was a sound of a flowing fountain, maybe Murad was urinating. But suddenly a pajama was thrown in front of him. Seeing that Faza was wide-eyed.
"Wouldn't that be the pajamas that brother was wearing. "his mind.
Faza ventured to turn his body, and how surprised he was when he saw Murad in a naked state, was wetting his body with a shower.
"Sister, what you're doing" asked Faza who had difficulty swallowing his saliva to see Murad in a state of innocence, he did not understand why Murad had to take a night bath like this.
Murad turned off the shower, "Can you help me put some soap on? I want to take a shower. It's been almost two weeks that my body hasn't been cleaned with soap. " Murad asked back without answering Faza's question.
Faza who was confused by Murad's actions immediately obeyed what her husband wanted. He immediately helped Murad clean up, though he painstakingly did.
Murad is a prank he then turned on his shower to make Faza wet exposed to splashes shower.
"Sister, what a fad. "sad Faza because now his clothes are also wet.
Murad only smiled as he managed to prank her. He then pulled Faza sitting on his lap, and it made Faza surprised. For fear of injuring Murad's aching leg.
"Sister, later brother's leg hurts. " Faza was worried about the state of her husband, with his heart racing.
Murad shook his head, "my aching leg started knee down, Faza. "
He then pulled the nape of Faza, to get closer to his face.
"Sister... " Faza's heart is beating irregularly.
"Sstt."
Without another aba Murad immediately kissed Faza's lips. The lips that stole a kiss from her. Faza immediately closed his eyes, feeling resigned to what her husband would do. After all it was halal as well.inner Faza churned.
Seeing his wife who had resigned. Murad deepened his kiss, sipping it down. Murad really enjoyed those sweet lips. Me***tnya without mercy. They both learn, as this is a first for both of them.
Under the shower, the newlyweds were enjoying the opening meal, before devouring the main meal that they were going to eat.
Seriate.
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