The Young Married
Jealous

Ghina, who did not pass through the living room as she headed to the backyard, did not know that Kyai Zhafran was there and some people were chatting. Those people were still Kyai Zhafran's relatives.

Fatih was seen laughing, then lifting something up high, like an envelope. Both of them laughed more.

"Who the hell is that girl?!" annoyed Ghina, she stepped on the terrace a little hard, feeling annoyed because she had been waiting for the arrival of her husband, it turned out that the man was chatting freely with an unknown woman.

Fatih went inside his room, he saw his wife lying down while playing a cell phone. "Aren't you taking a nap?" ask Fatih.

"Males," replied Ghina sewot, making Fatih wrinkle her forehead.

"Why? you sebel? wait for me?" guess it. "I was in the same boarding house as Kyai Mas Maheer, sorry I didn't say."

"Tau" Ghina replied quickly. Fatih sighed, she got closer to the bed.

"Your face is more beautiful when you smile," teased Fatih, but his wife even threw away her face, making her confused. "You pms?" ask Fatih.

Ghina kept quiet, making Fatih again sigh, not understanding what happened to his wife.

After bathing because his body felt sticky, Fatih again approached his wife who was still pouting. "In the meantime, there is still time to sleep Na," said Fatih as she rubbed her wet hair.

"Yes you know" Ghina said again. Fatih still did not understand what was going on with his wife right now. It doesn't seem to be in the mood at all. Angry at being abandoned?

"I'm sorry I didn't ask you earlier, because the meeting was special for the students."

Ghina looked at the face of her husband who had mistakenly assumed it. She was not angry because Fatih did not invite her to visit other pesantren, she just did not like her husband's friendly attitude towards foreign women that she saw earlier.

"You why Na? don't confuse me" said Fatih, trying to grab his wife's hand.

"Said I promised not to play girls, what was that? who are you flirting with in the back garden?" ghina asked at last, her voice rising. She could not bear it because her husband still did not understand the cause could sewot like this.

"Huh? back garden?" repeat Fatih, a second later he smiled. "He's my cousin, a graduate of gonorrhea, just two months back home. Uncle's son. You didn't see my uncle's family in the living room" Fatih said. Ghina was silent, she did not see.

"Kok deket that? kayak ganjen is like you. When we married, I didn't see him coming" Ghina said.

"Yes because he was again in the pesantren, could not go home because he had to be memorized. He came home with an invitation, I kept asking for a chat in the grasshopper yard, he said to a childhood friend. I used to say he was very familiar."

"Yes, but that's not it."

"That's what?" fatih asked, he scumbag approached his wife who still put on a fierce look and did not wear. This woman looks annoyed even has called the woman who was chatting with him weird? the ganjen?

"She's my cousin, not my darling odd," Fatih corrected.

"Beauty the hell she is, you like a pretty-beautiful tease, right?" accuse Ghina. Fatih laughed.

"Well, who doesn't like beautiful women? but to me, you are the only beautiful woman who can bind me." Fatih's combing made Ghina instantly pinch her arm.

"You're jealous because I'm the same cousin I talked to?" ask Fatih after easing the laughter.

"Where is there? I just want you to not be a guy who likes to spread charm to all women," Ghina annoyed. Throwing his face the other way.

"Jealous or ingenious? beware if you are jealous means the sign is already love hehe," teased Fatih who brought closer to the body of the wife. Jawil Ghina's chin with a seductive look. Ghina.

"Love what ck." Ghina clucked small, she pushed Fatih's chest away. "Don't be so fast, I'm going to sleep."

"Normally also in the hug if you want to sleep," said Fatih, still trying to get close to his wife.

"Now hot, do not want to," sewot Ghina who immediately positioned himself as a fall. Fatih immediately restrained her, made the woman was shocked, it could be in broad daylight like her husband even made her heart beat. Moreover, the fragrant body of her husband who finished bathing really makes Ghina feel at home for a long time to breathe it.

"My lady, if you don't love that jealous period?" tanya Fatih still hides his wife. Ghina threw away the face.

"No."

"My girl come on, or I'll be emm..." Fatih began to threaten, touching his wife's lips softly.

"Practice, don't mess around, he said you wouldn't do anything weird if I didn't let him!" ghina's annoyance pushed her husband's chest tight.

"Argh, sick Na. My chest." Fatih moved, stroking her own chest. Ghina furrowed her brows. Her husband's face looked really in pain, was he pushing too hard?

"illness?" ghina asked worriedly, reflex got up and touched her husband's chest which she could feel pounding. They looked at each other in silence, diving into each other's netra.

Fatih clasped his wife's hand that touched his chest. "Dumped, right? this is love" he said with a hypnotic look. Ghina was just silent, she also felt her own heart pounding. Is she in love with her husband?

Fatih pulled Ghina into his arms, stroking her gently and extending her hair up to his waist.

"He's just my cousin, I don't play with him, after I love this jealous woman, I never look at any woman" Fatih said. "But I'm happy, because my wife is jealous, it means there's love in her."

"No papa ngaku, look out," he said.

"Trainer!"

"Yes dear," replied Fatih who slowly grabbed his wife's hand, then kissed her.

"The next week I'm going to bogor Na, so we can't go home. Earlier, I was offered to teach the book in Bogor pesantren, for a recycling event. It would be a pity to miss." Fatih began to tell.

"To bogor?" reworked. Ghina becomes suddenly worried about being alone in the boarding house.

"You will stay at Mira's house, to be safe, not alone in the boarding house. Next week again, we will return home again if you want," explained Fatih.

"How long have you been to Bogor?" ghina asked with a sad mimic.

"Five days, after that I return to the boarding house, if you also want to pounce that week, we immediately gasskeun."

Ghina sighed, for some reason she would feel homesick for her husband because he was going apart. "Do you want me to go?" ask Fatih.

"No, it's da'wah, of course I will support fully" Ghina said with a smile, her eyes sparkling. Fatih was happy, because his wife did not prevent him from sharing knowledge even to far away places. Out of town and for almost a week.

After dinner with a large family filled with family chats ranging from discussing pesantren, the addition of educators, the marriage of Fatih's cousins, to Fatih's trip to Bogor. All the family members were happy, only Ghina who was secretly unwilling her husband would leave.

"That means, after you take me to the boarding house, you go straight to Bogor?" ghina asked, after they had now returned to the room. The lights have been lit brightly, from behind the glass window looks outside so dark, the students who after the tadarus, are no longer heard, because the clock shows ten o'clock.

"Yes, go straight away," Fatih replied, he cleaned up his clothes that he would bring to Bogor.

"You used to travel so far?" ask Ghina.

"Regular, since childhood, used to just follow, never be a teacher. Outside the city there are many cycles, Abi who ngisi, if Abi is unfortunate, replaced by Mas Maheer, now because I am also able and trusted by Abi, my turn is filling, now because I am also able and trusted by Abi, even though Mas Maheer is there too."

"Oh so." Ghina. He scolds his phone without clearly doing anything, just looking at it. Together with the husband stay only a few hours, tomorrow when the sun rises, they will go home to Banjarmasin, then the husband goes to the airport and after that they will separate.

"Mas" call Ghina. Fatih who was still arranging the contents of her backpack turned her head.

"Yes Na" he said.

"Get good health while there," said Ghina Lirih. However, Fatih could still hear him.

"Yes sure, bismillah and pray ajaa," said Fatih, now finished some and want to lay down his body that is actually tired.

Fatih immediately lay down, his hands playing the phone, replying to whatsapp messages that he had not read let alone reply. His feet suddenly felt like they were electrocuted when he felt a cold touch.

"Na, what are you doing?" shocked Fatih. Ghina smiled, started massaging her sumi legs.

"Replace, I'm your massage" replied Ghina. Fatin shook his head, put down his phone.

"Don't, you're tired too, here we sleep, I'm not tired really, my feet are not pegel, either" explained Fatih.

"Then anyway? you've been traveling a long way must be sore, here is not my papa incandescent," forced Ghina. Fatih grimacing.

"Here it is, a little sore," pointed Fatih on his shoulder. Ghina switched to massaging her husband's shoulders.

After Fatih was satisfied and only a soft snore came from the man's mouth, Ghina stopped massaging. She fell down, leaning to the side to look at her husband's tired face.

"Thank you, Mas, for your kindness to me," said Ghina, scanning Fatih's face, which she admitted was handsome. His firm jawline was so similar to Kyai Zhafran. Fatih can actually be authoritative when talking seriously, but looks rancid when the man is teasing and flirting. Ghina smiled to herself considering how secretly she blushed as soon as her husband regained her.

His hand even moved mischievously to touch the still tight cheek. Obviously, he and the husband are young, no wrinkles are created yet. Fatih's eyebrows were thick and bushy, her reddish lips that had been in contact with hers were also thick and chewy.

"Five days, I can't come into contact with this" Ghina said. Either the courage from where or he did miss Fatih kissing him, because it had been a long time since they did not do it, he finally put his lips.

Unknowingly, Ghina's actions immediately made Fatih aware, he was shocked and also pounding.

Until the two are out of breath, panting in a position to stare at each other. Fatih again touched the lips of his wife who felt like opium to him.

**Bikin deg-degan authoritative aja this couple🤭

ciye Ghina started blatantly

btw, for the visuals, I will post on my Ig, follow2 first @teh_najma

still looking for 2 visuals that match their**