The Story of the Children of the Juragan
62. Wet dream
Leon returns home from Louis's grandpa home disappointed. Until his face looks pouted. And drew the attention of both parents.
"Didn't you just come out smiling happily, why is Leon's frown now?" ask mama.
"Wulan wants to work at Louis ma's grandpa. That means we can't always be both. Unless Leon works for his company. But I was already rejected. He said he had to help me take care of my own company. Though the initial agreement, he's the one who will join Leon working at papa's place."
Mama chuckles little to hear the expression of the child's heart just puppet. He realized that his son was in a dilemma because of love.
"Let him help his grandpa take care of his company. They are right, you have to help me take care of the company. If you don't help him, who else? The company will fall into your hands. If you two are a match, you're not going to run where Leon is."
Leon could only snort angrily in response to his mother's remark. Then he took his foot to his room.
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In the corner of another room, which was located far away to thousands of kilometers from where Wulan lived now. Salman could not sleep, even though it was late at night. Since then he has just rolled to the left and right.
"Why are my two days so upset?" muttered.
"There's no way he's gone until it makes me fret like this. Who is he?"
"I should be happy and relieved right now? because no one bothers me anymore."
After monologuing alone, he closed his eyes again. For almost an hour, his eyes were still fresh.
"Huft, I'd better do tahajud prayer first."
Salman got up from his sleep, then immediately walked to the bathroom. 2 rakaat Sunnah night prayer he had fervently tuned'.
This time he asked for peace of heart. Stay away from all bad thoughts, especially about women who have nothing to do with it.
After performing the night prayer, finally soon after he was able to sleep.
"Please promise me. You will be my best imam" said the woman before Salman with a warm smile.
"Inshaa Allah, I will strive to be a good priest to you my angel. I will try to make you an angel, not only in the world, but also in the hereafter." Salman replied.
A quiet atmosphere enveloped the two. There was only the roar of breath hunting from a pair of human children.
The woman was seen bowing her gaze with red cheeks, as Salman kept looking at her.
The atmosphere was still the same as before, and just outside, raindrops began to fall soaking the earth. It is as if the universe is supporting both of them to combine love.
Slowly Salman leaned his body in front of the woman, eroding the distance.
Both hearts are getting bigger. So that the woman closed her eyes to eliminate the nervousness that enveloped her heart.
Salman can no longer bind his turbulent soul. He also tasted pink ruum lips which turned out to taste sweetness more than sugar.
At first the woman was just silent, while neutralizing her nervousness. But over time, he enjoyed the kiss that Salman gave him.
While Salman who felt the woman in front of him began to relax, slowly began to do the action.
"Salman, Salman, Salman."
Salman woke up immediately. His pupils widened, scanning the surroundings.
"Huh, I_I was...."
Not finished he muttered, his name was heard again on the call, which was accompanied by the sound of door banging.
He hurried down from his bed, and opened the door. It was as if Laura's mother was already standing in the doorway.
"Salmans? You just woke up?" cetus mama while watching the child just wayangnya from top to bottom.
"I_iya ma." replied Salman grimacingly.
"You sick?" Salman shakes.
"It's dawn prayer, right? It's 9 o'clock." asked Laura's mother hesitantly.
"Astaghfiullah! Not yet." Salman immediately ran to the bathroom. Mama who saw it could only shake her head while smiling thinly.
While in the bathroom, Salman was surprised when he was about to ablaze, seeing his wet pants.
"Well, is this urine? Or am I... This big can still have wet dreams?" salman muttered with a look of wonder.