Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 61

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Anin placed her book roughly on top of the closet. Making ustad Farid who was hanging his little towel turned to his wife.

"What the hell is deck?" tanyanya.

Anin chose to go up to the bed and covered her body with a blanket,

"No, mummy!"

Seeing that Anin had laid down his body, Farid was also preparing to sleep, but he did not find the mat he used to sleep on last night.

"Sir," he called slowly to Anin.

"Hmmm!" the answer. He was so lazy to open his blanket again.

"Where was yesterday's tie?" her tanyanya made Anin speechless.

I forgot, I was deliberately hiding it in my mother's room.

"Dek," call ustad Farid again when Anin is silent.

Anin immediately opened the blanket and looked at the confused Farid ustad looking for a mat.

"Actually the mat is the same as Anin_!" anin said before she continued her words iftad Farid had already turned to her first.

"Anin_, I borrowed it in his room! Do you want Anin to take it?" tanya Anin was actually just for pleasantries.

"Don't pity it's night. Even bother mommy with dad!"

Anin smiled, succeeded ..., her mind was happy.

"This is it, it's cold outside. Parid sleeps here!" anin said as she patted the empty spot beside her.

"Aren't you pa?" ask ustad Farid.

Indeed, who dares to forbid, Anin's mind is upset with the innocence of the husband.

Ustad Farid approached Anin, he was about to sit beside Anin but he paused immediately.

"No, just downstairs. Pack some gloves!" he said and put the sarong on the floor.

When it comes to religion aja pinter, but if the matter is like this .., Anin to shake his head.

All right, maybe I need to work hard, Inner Anin. He moved his body with his blanket and got out of bed. He sat down on the floor and laid his body beside Farid's.

"Astaghfirullah azim thing, deck! Why does Anin's deck sleep here?" ustad Farid was surprised. He got up and sat down.

"Above the heat. Want to fend!"

"But the narrow deck loh below!"

"No pa pa!" Anin remained with her stance.

"Sir!!!" this time Farid spoke with great emphasis.

"Issttt!" Anin sat down and looked at her husband,

"Gini deh, Anin wants to sleep in ora but mas Parid too!"

"But deck_!"

"There's no buts. Will Anin come downstairs or will the mas come upstairs?"

"All right!"

"Well how?"

"That's dong!"

Akhrinya Anin and.ustad Farid also sleeps greetings one bed. But like the first night of the day, they couldn't sleep.

Looks ustad Farid and Anin restless, both Anin and ustad Farid even turned their backs to each other.

"Mas, haven't slept yet?" ask Anin later.

"Yes! I can't sleep!" he said, actually he was not used to sleeping with a woman, he was afraid if to do something to Anin, he said,

Astaghfirullah azim, inner ustad Farid when he felt Anin touch his shoulder. He was worried that he could not control himself while Anin was not ready. He knew what reason Anin wanted to rush into marriage. He wanted Anin to get used to his presence, and to wait for that moment, he had to be patient.

"Mas" call Anin again.

"Yes?"

"Can you tell me how Farid's childhood was?" hearing Anin's request made Farid breathe a sigh of relief. He also changed his position to the back while Anin tilted her body against him.

Ustad Farid also began to tell me, how his struggle first when helping his brother sell krupuk then himself who was taken by the son of kyai Sham and lived there, he met him with Ustad Zaki. His pleasant life while studying at the pesantren until his heart memorized the Qur'an and began to learn to be a Mubaliq.

Until regular snoring sounds indicate if the woman who is sleeping next to him is asleep. Ustad Farid ends the story.

At first he wanted to fall asleep immediately, but then he was so curious about the face of the woman who had officially become his wife. When they both woke up, Farid still often avoided staring at Anin. He was still not used to it even though he often stole glances when Anin smiled, and he liked it.

Deg

His heart skipped a beat at the sight of the woman without wearing a hijab, his blood hissing as if flowing faster all over the body to make his body sweat.

beautiful ...., only that could describe what he was seeing right now.

Ustad Farid tilted his body slowly staring at the beautiful face of his wife who was being closed. Some children's hair is seen covering part of Anin's face to make Farid's view obstructed.

With a reflex of ustad Farid stretched out his hand and revealed Anin's haircut. After all the children's hair was removed, notya pulled back his hand, Ustad Farid even more curious to wipe the smooth cheeks of Anin's.

His fingers he used to stroke Anin's cheeks, nose, thick eyebrows and ended up on Anin's pink lips,

Like a magnet that guides and pulls yes until he brings his lips closer, stick the lips above Anin's lips. Not wanting to disturb Anin's sleep, he just stuck it up.

But as the lips clung to each other, as if the turmoil was getting bigger, Ustad Farid quickly pulled back his lips from Anin's lips and turned his back to his wife. It felt like his entire body was hot now that he was unable to hold it anymore, but he also could not go to the bathroom for fear of disturbing other residents.

He chose to close his eyes and continue to be privileged hoping that the feeling would soon disappear when he fell asleep.

***

Anin worked her eyes as she felt something overlap her body, and it turned out to be a hand, and,

Tear bread ..., Inner Anin when in front of his eyes plastered real chest of Farid's best because of the buttons of his shirt that was released.

Especially at this time their position was so close, so close because they embraced each other.

Slowly Anin touched her lips, last night what a dream is real yes, it is impossible that I nyosor .., Inner Anin imagined something that happened in her dream but the scars like real.

This chest ...., Anin's mind while staring at Farid's chest. When Anin was about to touch it suddenly he felt the movement of the owner of the chest quickly Anin pretended to go back to sleep.

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