The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
Is Noah jealous too?

Inside the darkened room, A' Faqih had already closed his eyes. I don't know why Noah was worried for himself.

She wasn't thinking badly if her husband was going to go with another woman. But the premonition of him hiding something like sticking out in his heart. Especially when asked, for What A'a to Bogor? And the answer is what else but bad.

'A'a longing for tea gardens, neng.' he replied earlier in a flat and concise tone.

Noah also grunted himself. He seems to be upset. A' Faqih is a loyal guy, right? Ah... Of course it is. He's not that easy being close to a woman.

Wait, you said you didn't think bad about other women, did you, Nuha? Ahhh already... It's like that the character of women who always feel suspicious and jealous is not clear, right?

But why does it seem A'a does not want to be honest anyway, the original purpose of it. Why answer here and there? That is what Noah is thinking right now.

Noah turned his body against A' Faqih, removing the hand that had been around his waist. Broken it! A' Faqih awake, he realized that the wife had not slept. He grabbed Noah's arm to face him.

As if there was a rejection, Noah did not want to twist his body. Faqih raised his head, peering at Noah's face.

Right your wife's a's grumbling.

"Why neng?" Ask him in his voice.

"It's okay." The answer is unusual. The man turned his head back.

"If it's okay to turn your back. Quickly facing A'a." He said the hand was still trying to hold the arm of Noah and pull it slowly.

"No way."

"Why the hell? Angry huh?"

"Emm." Ketus answer. Faqih sat down and moved to the position next to Noah, facing his face.

"Miss?"

"Emmm? Just go to bed, A'...."

"Yes how does A'a want to sleep? you're crashing..."

"Who's craving?" He turned his body again, while Faqih moved.

"Why? answer that..." You guys don't think A'a asked why in a subtle tone like Ustadz Irsyad huh... That Faqih loh is definitely flat.

"What the hell is A'...? Nuha told me that Noah didn't sulk, right?" Also sit up.

"Jawab yang. Are you angry with A'a?"

"Huhhh, yes, a little." Answer irent. It was like that anyway, he just felt A'a was hiding something that was out of nowhere.

Faqih's fingers touched Noah's chin and carried him up, until the pair of my eyes looked at him.

"Why neng? A'a make the same mistake as you?" Take aim. Of course, dong Nuha could no longer install the lashing mode in front of Faqih. His fear level was higher than his own ego.

"A'a went to Bogor but the reason is not clear, Noah will be thinking zu'udzon to A'a." The answer. Faqih also chuckled, until the body of Noah was held tightly. Haaaaahhh Nuha wanted to sigh deeply, her husband could scare her but as soon as it made her comfortable, it seemed like A' Faqih had a dual personality.

Though not like that too, because actually Faqih also felt guilty anyway. Why can he not give a clearer reason so as not to invite bad thoughts in the mind of the wife.

Understand women... Like anything, he still has bad thoughts. Especially if the husband goes to a place far away without taking him, with reasons not clear anyway.

"A'a it's an event there with Ustadz Harun, to muroja’ each other Our memorization dear, you know? Puncak Bogor is the closest place from Jakarta that can provide peace through its nature. And there are some other Hafizh as well. Is that explanation enough? A'a departing with ustadz Harun kok." A' Faqih replied, he did not lie very well before that they intend to repeat their respective memorization before they had just met the brother of Aaron's ustadz.

Nuha smiled when she heard the affection from A' Faqih's lips, why? This man rarely calls out dear.

There was a hint of guilt in his heart that made him uneasy towards that man before him.

"I'm sorry A'...." Nuhah lirih.

"Sorry why?"

"Because I've been thinking no."

"Hemmm. It's natural, if neng is suspicious. Sorry about that too."

"Yes." Yeah." Noah answered with a cheerful smile. "Nuha was afraid A'a would go with another woman." Nuha continued honestly but while widening her smile.

"Astagfirulah... How do you think that?"

"I'm sorry, but Noah was afraid."

"god willing, it will not. A'a it's just staring at one woman other than A'a's mother. That's you neng." A' Faqih gave a kiss on Noah's lips for a while, then smiled faintly with his thumb rubbing on Noah's lips.

"Yes yes... Promise?"

"god willing, not promises very, will sometimes accidentally stare ukhti." Answer A' Faqih while chuckling.

"Can?" Back grunt.

"Would Neng be jealous?"

"Indeed A'a thought?"

Faqih rubbed Noah's head while chuckling. Until they embraced each other tightly.

"Nuha did not want to go far for a long time from A'a... I'm gonna have to go home quick."

"A'a try neng?" Said A'Faqih, Nuha also let go of the embrace by looking at A' Faqih even deeper.

"Indeed A'a thrives up to thirty juz? It takes all day." Dabbing A' Faqih's face. Like a new toy to Noah, A' Faqih's smooth cheeks felt comfortable for him to touch.

"Not knowing either. Depends on ustadz Harunnya. Bobo yuk, it's getting night." Invite A' Faqih to gently caress Noah's hair. The girl smiled so cutely.

It was true, Noah always shook A' Faqih's heart, with that cheerful smile of his.

The proof of his intention to sleep was canceled because he prefers to spoil his wife first, after looking at the clock on the table still shows ten o'clock at night.

"just a few minutes." Said A'Faqih while releasing his superior, in front of the girl who immediately covered her face using her fingers, while chuckling.

"So he said sleepy?" Nuha still closed her eyes, she was still shy.

"No, I slept for a few seconds, because of you, A'a so no longer sleepy. Now A'a's responsibility is to be served."

"But Dede was sleepy." Chuckling, as A' Faqih began to touch the buttons on Noah's shirt opening it one, A' Faqih smiled even more anxiously.he let go of the hands of Noah that covered his face and looked at him fixedly.

"Behold dear." He then approached and landed a soft kiss on the lips of Noah, which was connected with the other fondling of A' Faqih, until it ended with a game in bed for a few minutes.

The night of love began for the umpteenth time, adding love that was increasingly embedded in the hearts of both. The comfort he got from the delicate game of A' Faqih seemed to make him forget, that A' Faqih had been the man he had been most distant before.

It is love, which teaches us not to hate someone terribly. Because he is a favor that comes without knocking especially excuse me. And also we can not choose on whom our hearts surrender, right.