The Secret Admirer of Pesantren
When the night came

Al and Azizah have now entered the room and retrieved the suitcase that was prepared this afternoon.

The completion of the Maqhrib Al and Azizah prayers was said to return home, to Abi and Umi.

Their car had driven away from Abi and Uminya's house.

However, Al's car's direction is not to go home. But I don't know this. Because it was not the direction to go home Azizah asked.

"Mas, this isn't the way to go home to Mama.? " he said a little wonder.

"Yes dik. I really don't invite you to go home " replied Al casually.

"Certainly, where are we going, mas..? " Azizah felt even more astonished by Al's reply.

"Had dik. You will know it too. "

Because I don't get an answer. Azizah. And when in his silence, he remembered his paper bag earlier. He forgot to put it and did not keep it.

"Mas.. "

"Yes, what else.. " Al turned to Azizah.

"I forgot not under the paperbag from the mas earlier.. Sorry I am mas. I totally forgot. " Related .

"I got into the suitcase. I just saw that it wasn't open yet, so I got in the suitcase. Fear of being left behind. "clearly Al, makes Azizah feel awkward.

Azizah did not answer, she just smiled.

About 1 hour drive, finally Al car entered a high building.

"Hotel..? " Inner of Azizah, but he did not dare to make his voice.

Al stopped his car then got off and quickly opened the door of Azizah's car.

He took his suitcase and dragged it in and one hand held his girl.

After the check in he then continued to step his feet into the elevator.

Azizah was still speechless just following her husband's rare.

Actually his heart was currently full of questions. His heart felt racing. Her flow rippled violently. Is tonight, is the night that every night he looks forward to.

Undeniably, she is a normal woman. Same with the woman out there. She wanted to feel the warmth of her husband.

The elevator stopped and opened . After a little walk right in room number 38 Al opened his room with his hotel key card.

He opened it and held Azizah's hand to enter with her.

How shocked and wide-eyed Azizah was. When looking at the room that Al ordered, it was Honey Moon's room. He walked with his feet that felt like they were shaking. Hot cold taste .

Al is seen locking the door, and flipping towards his girl.

"Mas, this..? " ask slowly Azizah.

Al just smiled as he opened his suitcase.

And took out his paperbag earlier, he also issued a face and prayer mat.

He looked towards Azizah, who was glued to her place.

"Dik, let's pray first. It's in its time. "

"Y-yes.. " Azizah looks nervous.

Finish the prayer, when Azizah smoothes her face. Al then approached and whispered in his girl's ear.

"out of this. The clothes in the paperbag that you wear yes dik. " while smiling sweetly at his wife.

'Jedug. "it feels the heart of Azizah.

"Mas, there's a need to get out for a while. When Mas comes you already have to be neat ya dik. " While moving.

Blush all the faces of Azizah.

Quickly he got up and opened his paperbag as Al came out.

He was wide-eyed, when he found a shirt that was only one strand and looked very thin.

"Huh... I have to wear this shirt..? " Confusion melancholy. If she is not in use, she is refusing her husband's request and she is sinning. Eventually she began to wear it in the bathroom. As he was about to get out, he saw the conditions outside. Al and Al are not back.

He saw himself without a veil, it was very uncomfortable. But this she did to find her husband's ridha.

He untied his slightly wet hair, so that it could cover his open neck.

"Ish.What the hell is this shirt.? " he still felt astonished by this cloth-less shirt.

After quite a while waiting for Al with his heart beating up and down.

"Square." The door sounds open.

Netra Azizah looked towards the door. It looks like her husband is coming.

Al was actually nervous tonight.

He saw his girl sitting on the bed with her hair draped and tightly covered to make him curious. Just this time he clearly saw his girl without the Hijab. Really, it was so pretty that it made her fixate.

"The.. " Then he sat down beside Azizah.

Azizah looked down her face.

Al raised his girl's face. Her face looks so pretty. No need for polish, he already looks charming.

"Don't be nervous. Underneath just relax. " Say Al. Makes Azizah even more embarrassed.

"Tock the blanket this close. " He chuckles at the behavior of his girl.

Azizah inside the blanket squeezed her fingers.

"If you wear a blanket, how do you know. You fit in not wearing that shirt. "

"Ep.. But. "the voice is soft.

Al-Lahan's hand pulled Azizah's blanket. The body of Azizah who only used her thin lingeri was visible to the Al Netra.

Azizah looked down and her cheeks were red.

"Sik, you're not comfortable wearing his shirt. " Tanya Al while stopping her hand from opening Azizah's blanket, because she felt Azizah was uncomfortable.

Azizah shook her head.

"Gak mas. If you like it, Azizah will wear it. " Slowly he himself opened his blanket and confirmed his sitting position.

Al looked at her nervous girl and swallowed her saliva.

He then held both of his girls hands.

"Sir, can I say something. "

Azizah nodded, as if her tongue could not speak.

"Since the beginning I met you, brother, I've been in love with you." He stopped and breathed.

While Azizah felt unable to speak anything, she just fell silent listening to Al continue his speech.

"But, I have not from yesterday dared to say it . Because I'm afraid of you. If only you hadn't been able to accept me.

"But this very moment, this very second. I want you, you give me an answer. Do you love me too. So that I can ensure our marriage, without coercion from each other" explained Al.

Azizah raised her face and looked at her husband deeply.

"Mas, since Umi and Mama have agreed to match me with Mas. Since then, I have accepted Mas to be my husband. And ever since I became Mas's wife, I've been learning to love Mas ever since. " Answer Azizah.

"If indeed you accept me the inner birth of dik. Let me tonight fulfill my duty as a husband, " said Al with trembling lips.

Dag. dig. dug.

Azizah could not express her desire. He just nodded and smiled.

Al slowly brought his face closer to the face of his girl. Kiss her girl's forehead gently.

He whispered in her ear.

"Thank you, you are in my life. I promise I will always take care of you. " He then kissed every inch on his girl's face. "Don't be afraid, I'll slow down, dear. "he whispered his soft voice again to reduce Azizah's anxiety.

Azizah was in the hands of her husband. She gave her whole soul to her husband. Whatever Al would do, he had already prepared himself.

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