USTADZ
36. Sick?

The night is getting late. But there was no sign that the newlyweds would break away from each other's arms. What is, their lips are even linked deeper.

Shahla could feel a burning heat coming from inside her body. She did not know what it was, which she clearly enjoyed every gentle touch given by her husband.

Ustadz Amar himself was impatient. Still holding his wife, he stepped foot into the living room sofa. Then, gently, he laid Shahla's body on the sofa.

Syahla's breath gasped as Ustadz Amar paused their kiss. He then put his hands together at the husband's neck and resumed their activities.

The hand of Ustadz Amar who was about to unbutton Syahla pajamas made him stunned. With both hands, Syahla slowly pushed the chest field of the husband so that their distance slightly away.

"I'm sorry" Ustadz Amar knew of the sign. "If you're not ready, I won't force you."

Shahla bit her lips. He wasn't unprepared, just a little surprised. So, to convince her husband, she hugged her husband back tightly.

In a soft voice, Shahla said. "I'm ready, Husband,"

Ustadz Amar was stunned for a moment, but he then buried his face on the wife's neck. "It's okay. I'll do it slowly,"

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The dawn Adhan heard from Syahla's cell phone made the girl open her eyes. Oh, my God, when did he fall asleep? Shahla turned her head and found that there was no one beside her. But the sound of water splashing from inside the bathroom made her know her husband was there.

Shahla closed her eyes for a moment. His body was in pain, and he felt very tired. When he was about to move, Syahla complained of pain because his legs felt weak.

"Away awake?" Ustadz Amar came out of the bathroom. "The shower, the water's still warm."

Shahla bit her lips. He recalled last night's incident. After starting the game on the sofa, her husband then carried her into the room and continued their game there. Syahla herself did not know how long they had been doing it, knowing that she had fallen asleep and woke up at dawn.

"Why?" Ustadz Amar was astonished that his wife had not left. Syahla shook her head. He couldn't possibly explain the state of his body that was in pain from overnight activities.

"It hurts, huh?" guess Ustadz Amar. "Sorry.." he said regretfully.

"Eh, no papa," Shahla shook her head. "Just a little, anyway,"

Ustadz Amar looked at his little wife who was wrapped in a blanket. He then lifted the body of Syahla ala bridal style, making the girl aghast in shock.

"Eh?" Syahla. "Why is my husband?"

"I'm sorry for making you sick like this. As an apology, I will take care of you until you recover."

"B-but it doesn't have to be carried everything, right?" Shahla closed her face in shame. "Down me now!" shahla shouted while beating her husband's back. The blow certainly did not have much effect on Ustadz Amar so he did not release the wife until she had actually entered the bathroom.

"Can I shower myself? Do I need to bathe?" ustadz Amar's offer made Syahla's cheek heat up, hurriedly pushed her husband out the door.

"I can do it myself!"

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"Gue did not expect that the development would be this fast," Dian read the novel revisian Syahla from his tablet. "Where do you get references until you can write in this detail?"

After his meeting with Dian was over, Syahla returned to the campus in carefree steps. Anggika who had been waiting for him in the cafeteria was astonished to see the behavior of his best friend.

"There's a good thing, huh?" Suppose guessing. Syahla just answered with a smile, making Anggika cluck. "That's right, if the fun is not shared," he pretended to be upset.

Syahla. He then gestured for Anggika to come closer and whispered in the girl's ear. "I was shot by Mr. Amar on our 100th wedding day,"

"Oh My God," Anggika rounded her mouth. "Keep, Lo accepts, right? It's bad that Lo nolak,"

Syahla glanced at Anggika with a timid look and nodded her head while laughing.

"Did, buci! The bucin! This time I saw a husband who shot his wife after months of marriage! It's weird to know! Then, after shooting, what else?"

Syahla realized Anggika's gaze implied something that led to the 18+ talk. Directly hit Anggika shoulder until the girl complained of pain.

"Don't think of anything weird!"

"Cie, cie," Anggika continued to tease Syahla until the arrival of a man made his laughter suddenly stop. In an instant, the look in his eyes turned unfriendly.

"Hello, chick!" Brother Rama apparently did not tire of being the third of the two girls. "What the hell is it? How happy?"

Anggika sipped her sugarcane ice before replying in a showy tone. "Well happy, Shahla has a surprise from her boyfriend!"

"Oh yeah?" Brother Rama looked at Shahla for a moment, then smiled broadly. "Mad dong?"

"Yes, please!" Anggika attacked Syahla who was about to answer that question. "Syahla was in love with that guy, and that guy was also very cute with Syahla. Duh, what a romantic!"

This time Syahla just smiled faintly at Anggika's boast. The assumption is not wrong. He and Ustadz Amar did love each other even though they only realized yesterday.

"Please, the cave makes the girl turn away from the guy," Rama then pulled out a book from the bag. "The latest tereliye novel. Complete with the signature,"

Syahla eyes wide open received the novel from the hands of Kak Rama. As she recalled, the novel was only released two weeks ago, and Syahla was left behind to order pre-orders. Unexpectedly, Rama even got the novel first.

"Well, really!" Syahla's eyes twinkled. "Can I borrow it?"

"Why borrow? The cave love this novel to Lu, Lala!" Brother Rama chuckled. "Lu can read as much,"

Syahla. He then turned his head towards Anggika who gave the code with his eyes implying 'Don't be accepted! Don't accept!'. Syahla breathed heavily. With a heavy heart, he put the book back on the table.

"Sorry, but I can't take this."

"Why? Gua just wants to give a gift from a senior to his junior,"

"Stay, you can't, brother, I'm sorry." Syahla then moved from her seat and grabbed Anggika's arm. "I'm sorry, brother,"

Brother Rama stared at the departure of the girl who attracted his attention while shuffling his hair rough.

"Lu thought the Cave would just give up? Huh, no way! After all, the Cave must get Lu, Syahla!"