The Whore That Gus Azam's Wife
Priest to Stella

At night, after cleaning up the remnants of the tasyakuran event, only Azam and Stella remained in the house.

Maryam and Khalisa have been escorted to the contract that was once occupied by Maryam. Incidentally if there is an urgent need for college, the woman stayed at the rented, considering the distance from the campus to the boarding house is quite far.

“Stella” Call Azam.

Stella turned her head, the woman just finished drying her hair, “Yes, what's up?” tanyakanya.

“It's done?” Ask Azam.

Stella nodded, she approached her husband.

“Let's pray first, let me imami” said Azam.

Stella was still stiff, she was still not used to performing worship with others let alone Azam.

“Do not feel afraid or nervous, do you know if Allah SWT likes His people who pray together? If we perform congregational prayers then, we will get a reward reward of 27 times, also inshaallah will be awake from the temptations of the devil.

There is one more thing that we can learn from congregational prayer, which is when the priest says ‘ghairil maghduubi alaihim waladh dhaaliin’, then the makmum answered ‘amiin’, and then the makmum answered <TAG1>amiin<TAG1>, surely Allah SWT will forgive our sins that his ‘amiin’ greeting along with angel” Clearly Azam, the man is persuading his wife to be the perfect wife and aunt, perhaps?

Stella finally nodded, willing to be imamized by Azam.

“I take ablution first” Say Stella.

Azam nodded, he prepared his wife's face on the bed, as well as the two prayer mats he held at the bedside for her and for his wife.

“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatulla”

“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullah”

The last two greetings closed their holy prayers that night, followed by Azam who led prayers and some dhikr.

Next the man gave his right hand to Stella and immediately greeted her by Stella, she kissed the back of her husband's hand.

A moment later, the man brought his wife closer and kissed Stella on the forehead.

“If I am at home or am with you both then, allow me to be a priest to you. If I am not at home, can only pray alone” Azam said.

“If you want to pray congregation in the nearest mosque can also be, as long as you avoid everything that can provoke men's orgasm such as wearing perfume or using jewelry, except wedding rings yes, Stella. If that one is not released” Azam continued, showing his possessiveness at the end of the sentence.

“What's the reason?” Ask Stella.

“Kan has been said, so as not to invite orgasm that is not mahramnya. If you want to wear perfume just wear it when you're with me, it doesn't matter. About the ring, of course because it shows that you already have a husband, which is me.

Stella, you women can congregate in a mosque or in a musholla but, it is not mandatory and indeed better at home” Azam said, explaining it slowly so that Stella is able to understand his words.

Stella nodded, understood. The woman also understands that it turns out that her Islamic ID card, if studied more deeply even brings a lot of benefits, the rules are so protective of the dignity and dignity of all Muslim women.

“Then, let's settle this and rest. You must be tired” said Azam.

They cleaned their respective prayer equipment and then both of them just slept next to the bolster that became a barrier. So every night from the beginning of their marriage, until one by one began to fall asleep and enter each other's dreamland.

Azam who heard his wife's voice immediately sat down, “Not yet, what's up?” Ask.

Stella sat down, adjusting to her husband. The woman was still not so daring to stare at the handsome face in front of her.

“You talked about in the car?” Azam asked, as if he could read his wife's mind.

Stella nodded, “Yes, there's something I want to ask you” she said.

Azam brought himself closer to Stella, raising the woman's face to look at her.

“I'm already kosher you see as much as you. If in the past you could look at me with courage it was a sin then, looking at me now is the reward” Azam said right in front of Stella's face.

The woman just gulped her saliva, nervous about the position.

“Say, what do you want to ask hm?” Azam said while giving a distance between himself and Stella.

“A-anu. About us who have been married these few days, emmm” Stella stopped her speech, doubtful and shy mixed into one.

“Continue, darling. I won't bite you” Azam said, the man was anxious himself with his wife's red face.

Actually he already understood where this conversation will go, the man was just waiting for his wife to say clearly, as a lesson if the openness of a relationship is important.

“Emm, why didn't you touch me? Don't you like me? Or are you disgusted by my past because I am someone who is dirty and unholy?” Stella.

Azam smiled, the man took his wife's hand and gently stroked the back of Stella's hand.

“Begin, not that I don't want to touch you or even hook*limu, you know very well that I've even done light touches like this to you. Not about your past, it doesn't matter to me because the most important thing is that you are now in front of me along with our future.

Stella, marrying an adulterer is her lawlessness, that's why I asked you to repent before I said my agreement on the Qur'an’an. I have explained to you that Allah is the great, He opens wide doors for His servants to repent and ask for His forgiveness.

From this it is clear that you are a holy woman, it is good that you regret your past actions, because it means that you truly repent. That's your business with Allah SWT, keep praying and asking forgiveness from Him”

Stella cried, somehow her guilt was so great to her husband. The patient husband and the one who led her down such a calm path must now accept the queen without her crown.

“I just gave you time to accept me as your husband. Didn't you reject me so hard before we got married? I just don't want it if, like I asked for my rights, you would refuse and it would be a sin for you. I want us to do it sincerely, without any compulsion.

But if for four months we don't do it, then I only have two options. One, maintaining this household by hiring*ulimu or the second option is to divorce you because you do not get an inner living from me as long as that” Azam explained in detail about it, the man got out of bed and picked up a book from the closet.

The man handed it to his wife, “This is the book of Fathul Azar, read it and come to me if you are ready” said Azam.

Stella took it from Azam's hand and asked, “What is this? what is it about?” tanyakanya.

“It is a book that contains education**** according to Islam. There are ordinances and customs in relationships, there are also prohibitions and also the time and day or night are allowed according to Islamic law” Azam replied casually.

The man went back to bed, wiped away his wife's tears, “Don't cry, I sin if you cry because of me. I took you with the mandate from your parents and from Allah SWT, so since then your happiness and prosperity is my responsibility” he said and embraced Stella.

The man put the book on the nightstand and took Stella to sleep with her tears still dripping in his arms.