True Love Never Ends
The Part 65

Azhar brings Nasha home, and when she gets home, Nasha hides her feelings of sadness when she sees her in-laws welcoming her. But apparently it did not work, when his mother-in-law asked the state of Nasha.

"Son, are you crying? Wh why? In what is Azhar? Say the same Ummi.." exclaimed Ummi Rifa while wiping Nasha's cheeks that were still slightly wet because of her tears.

While Azhar who had just entered after parking her car immediately got a plot from her mother and she was run down with various questions that made Azhar can only be astonished "You take Nasha where? You did she cry like that? You bickering? You should have given up on your wife, Azhar. You should be your wife's solace, not this..."

"Ummi.." exclaimed Nasha while holding the arm of her mother-in-law, Nasha's sadness instantly vanished hearing the question and seeing the aggravation of her mother-in-law to Azhar, who was a child, what else Azhar did not cut off the slightest talk of her mother and let her mother bulldozed with questions that were not no, even Ummi Rifa who was only her mother-in-law so much attention to Nasha "Azhar has nothing to say Nasha, it was just a flickering" Nasha replied lying.

"Nasha is crying." cried Azhar who immediately got a sharp glance from Nasha "Later Azhar storyain, now let Nasha rest first, Ummi" he said.

"Yes, you rest yes, son" Ummi Rifa brought Nasha in and Azhar followed the two women from behind.

"You take a shower, let's go. After that just rest" said Azhar while stroking Nasha's cheek and Nasha just nodded small.

Azhar and Ummi Rifa sat on the sofa and Azhar told Nasha what made her cry.

"That means it's your fault" Ummi exclaimed Rifa after Azhar finished telling the story.

"Yes, this is Azhar's fault, Ummi. Azhar should have waited for the right time and waited for a slightly calmer situation"

"Poor girl, what a pity" muttered Ummi Rifa "Yes already, you accompany Nasha there, Ummi want to make food after that Ummi wants to go to the store"

"Think about it, Ummi. Let Azhar cook"

"Your Ummi order is with Nasha, what a hard thing is to follow your mother's orders" said Ummi Rifa with a sewot, making Azhar can only be whiny, he said, though he meant that he did not want his mother to be exhausted "Surely the girl is still crying now" muttered Ummi Rifa again with a sad look.

"Yes, Azhar went up first" Azhar said, then rushed to her room.

When he opened the door, he did not find Nasha there, no water was heard from the bathroom. Slowly Azhar opened the bathroom door that was not in the key, and she saw Nasha sitting on the toilet, her wife looked dreamy with an empty look.

"Nasha..." call Azhar in her low voice, as Nasha looks up "Why, Honey?" azhar asked as she walked in. He crouched down in front of Nasha "What's wrong?" azhar asked again and Nasha just shook her head.

"I know it's hard for you, we're gonna get through it together. Right now all we can do is pray, honey. I'm sure they'll open their hearts to us soon" said Azhar, who made Nasha smile, she nodded back.

"Would you take a shower now, or would you like us to take a bath together?" seductive Azhar blinked her eyes, which made Nasha laugh.

"Are you really Ustadz or Ustadz being made?" nasha asked that made Azhar instantly frown her forehead deeply.

"What do you mean?"

"You are the mode and pervert turns out" said Nasha who immediately made Azhar laugh, not only that, Azhar then took off her clothes which made Nasha directly cover her face with both hands.

"What are you doing?" peekit Nasha's.

"You take a shower, honey. You want to take a shower, hm?" azhar asked while kissing Nasha's cheek and the kiss kept coming down, making Nasha flounder.

"It's a real pervert." exclaimed Nasha and he immediately got up to his feet. Nasha was about to leave from there but Azhar pulled her hand until Nasha fell into her arms. Nasha was strangled in shock, what else when Azhar instead herded their bodies down the Shower and immediately turned on the shower until both of them were splashed with water and wet.

"Ustadz it's just a tittle, honey. The truth is I am a man" said Azhar in Nasha's ear "Essum to the right person in the right place and the right time it is not a sin, it becomes a reward" he said as he took off Nasha's clothes and Azhar kissed his shoulder. Just now Azhar will again tease his wife who currently can only be silent with a heavy sigh, the sound of door banging and the scream of Ummi Rifa immediately startled both.

Suddenly Nasha immediately stepped away from Azhar, even though they were not caught directly but somehow Nasha felt embarrassed like being caught red-handed. Nasha's face was even as red as a boiled crab, making Azhar chuckle.

"Azhar! Nasha's... Ummi wants to go to the store, Ummi does not want to cook because of the rame shop. You guys just cook it yourself, it's chicken already Ummi seasoning, stay fried" he shouted again.

"Yes, Ummi.." cried Azhar later.

No longer heard the voice of the mother, Azhar immediately finished her bath as well as Nasha.

And when he came out of the bathroom, the two were very surprised because the door of Azhar's room was wide open.

"It's worth Ummi knowing we're both in the bathroom" murmured Azhar who just realized that she did not close the door of her room, oh not just the door of the room, but the door of the room, even the bathroom door was slightly open. Until once again the voice of Ummi Rifa from the front of their room.

"Not only know, Ummi also heard what you said earlier!!!"

Azhar and Nasha immediately ran towards the door, opened the door slightly and peeked. They saw Ummi Rifa coming down the stairs.

"Can't you?" mumbling Nasha.

"Hehe, don't know either" Azhar replied "That means Ummi hasn't come down yet, probably from the next room"

"Oh.." exclaimed Nasha and she locked the door to her room.

Nasha walked to the closet to look for her clothes, but suddenly Azhar hugged her from behind "Remember Ummi said, not noon..." exclaimed Nasha while releasing Azhar's hand which was coiled in her stomach.

"Oh, yes already." replied Azhar flat then she opened her own wardrobe.

Nasha saw that gaping "Kok huh?" asked Nasha directly following Azhar, he even blocked Azhar who was about to look for her clothes.

"Keep what dong?" azhar asked still in a flat tone and pushed Nasha aside from her presence, making Nasha gap even wider.

"Ish, this kind of husband of yours? Should be in sedu dong, in the persuasion cake, in romantic romantic so" grumbled Nasha again standing in front of Azhar, not only that, but also, he even immediately closed Azhar's closet and stood up in a seductive pose and looked at Azhar with a sensual gaze, making Azhar immediately chuckle.

He immediately carried Nasha and took her to bed, putting Nasha to sleep gently.

"Now who's a pervert, Hm?" seductive Azhar who made Nasha's face immediately back blushing.

"Don't forget, this fried chicken runs out. I'm hungry" Nasha said later, which is actually to shut up her nervousness. Feeling nervous because for the second time, he and Azhar will be back together.

"Ready, Honey"

Oh my God, it's noon like this?

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Tbc...