THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.
The Tarnished Holyness.

The wedding of Abim and Diah is now over. The relatives dispersed, returning home.

Only a couple of brides who were joking in the bridal room.

Mr. Renggono with Miss Reny also returned to Ruko uko. He intended to stay there, make room for the child and his queen, because it seemed like they would not have a honeymoon. Remembering the marriage of his son and daughter-in-law held without a party.

It's seven o'clock at night. "Mas, please open it." said Diah spoiled. He's having trouble opening a kebaya zipper.

"Both my wife.." with the spirit of Abim pulled the zipper to look smooth shoulder Diah. For a moment Abim took a silent sip of saliva.

"You take a bath first" said Abim. Abim is now taking a bath first because he will perform the isha prayer.

"Mas Abim didn't kiss me?" He put his hands around Abim's neck.

The irises of their eyes met each other, Abim's lips came forward and gave a second kiss after the marriage contract. But now the duration is longer.

She can't wait to make out with her husband. It was evident that Diah did not want to take off his lips. Diah was disappointed when Abim took off his morning.

"Bring first" Abim repeated his words.

"Yes. yeah, I took a shower!" said pouty. Diah opened his style and threw it in every direction. Her underwear was left unabashed.

Abim chuckled at his wife's child-like behavior. He lay his body on the bed still shoulders fragrant jasmine, a special flower that is sown in the bridal room. After picking up Diah's kebaya shirt and putting it in the dirty clothes.

He checked his mobile folding knees waiting for his wife to finish taking a shower. There is no congratulations or anything from friends because it is not inviting.

"Square"

Diah had taken a shower wearing only a towel wrapped around her body.

Abim raised his head to look at Diah who was walking towards him again swallowing the saliva.

Diah then sat down beside the bed. Crutches...

Abim chuckled at Diah's stomach. "You're hungry.go change your clothes first.., I order food first."

Diah nodded then headed for the closet, changing the clothes he often wore.

Then Abim order food online.

"Mas... after this... we have no honeymoon?" tanya Diah lay her head on Abim's lap they sat on the sofa chair waiting for the order to come.

"I collect money first, baby." he said. Honestly Abim's savings run out for the wedding expenses.

"Build money?" Diah suddenly woke up from Ambim's lap. Looked disappointed.

"Yes Diah. All my assets are confiscated by Papa. Papa wants me to be independent." Abim reasoned.

"There's my savings deposit, but it's liquid for another six months. That's also the plan I'll use to open my own business."

"Ohimself? keep your papa's efforts for what?" Diah was surprised that she knew her father-in-law was rich, so why let her son go.

"And I told you, papa wants me to be independent." concluded Abim. Not wanting to tell Diah that papa revoked all the facilities for marrying her.

Not long after the food order came they ate together.

Finished eating, Diah left plastic marks strewn on the table. Then sit back in the chair. He remembered Abim's narration that all facilities were removed in-laws. Abim will start from zero. Diah was upset.

While Abim was staring at his new legitimate wife this day. Just shaking your head. Abim wondered where a wife had finished eating and left. But yes already.just clean the dining table anyway, not heavy.

Abim threw the trash in his place. Glass table until clean.

Abim then to the sink pluck hands. Finished eating feels something less, if not make coffee.

"No" Abim put the coffee cup on the table. Then sit next to Diah. Who was smiling staring at the phone screen.

"Chat who the hell? very bright" Abim pulled Diah's hand.

"Campus friends first." Diah answered without looking at Abim.

"Oh" Abim did not ask again. He sipped a little coffee. The two remained silent until 10 p.m.

"Oh Allah, it is 10 Diah. Prayers for yuk." Abim suddenly stood up.

"Just pray" he said lightly.

Again Abim was made flabbergasted only a day married to Diah was three times disappointed.

"Yes, we go to the room" Abim drew Diah's hand.

Abim then Take abu water to pray only his own prayer, dream of imitating his wife, all this time failed. If at home with the Abim family is never late to pray if it is not for something that cannot be delayed.

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The night was getting late, and the couple did the first night.*****, moans, moans, from Diah's mouth, like music sounding martyrdom in the middle of a quiet night.

Abim explored the plain beautiful body without a single cloth on Diah's body. As an adult, Abim knows the sensitive places of Diah, although Abim did this for the first time. This is what Abim waited for halal intercourse.

The last moment Abim waited for whispered. "May ya" and only Diah nods.

Abim opened the sealed door of Diah according to Abim. But abim's disappointment erupted when the door was broken by a previous person.

Not feeling the sensation of the first night as Abim had read in books or articles.

Nothing, the pain for Diah the first night, was as usual doing that. No blood stains on the sepray.

Abim covered Diah's innocent body with a blanket, because Diah had slept well.

With a limp Abim walked to the bathroom. Flush the growth, with the air shower. "Tidaaakk. This is just a dream Diah is still sacred, no one has touched." His scheme. It brushes off its own potency.

It is not a matter of widows or virgins for Abim. If you had known from the beginning that he married a widow, it wouldn't have been a problem. But the girl he defended desperately had betrayed him.

Abim finished his bath in the morning. He came out of the bathroom looking at Diah who was sleeping snoring without sin.

After changing clothes Abim put his body on the sofa, closing his eyes with one arm. He recalls all the advice of Mama Sahina before marrying Diah.

"My son Abim, you are now an adult son, from childhood, still Kindergarten, SD, Junior High School, to High School, never once denied the words of Mama, or Papa.

But. After you know Diah, as if you forgot who Mama is, who Papa is."

May you have happiness with Diah son. Although Mama, Papa doesn't approve of you marrying Diah. If you're happy, Mama feels too.)

Abim shed tears. "I'm sorry Abim Mama...😢😢😢.

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Assalamualaikum. Happy Eid al-Fitr, sorry to be born and inward. 🤝

Budhe wrote the story of Abim about his own chosen wife. Discussing the sanctity of his newly married and raised wife last night.

But Budhe writing just comes out of imagination. Sorry if there are any similarities this story is just fictitious.

Hopefully he can get his lesson. Not everything that is bitter is poisonous. Sometimes people judge from the outside only, do not know the contents inside.