Wife Ustadz?
Chapter 39. I'm Bloody Ustaz!
"Airjezz ...."
"What's my wife?" asked Afnan in a slightly worried tone.
"I bleed Ustaz!" peekot Hasna's.
"What's bleeding?" ask Afnan again, "feelings, I have not been anything," Afnan's mind.
However, after thinking for a moment. Afnan half ran over to Hasna who looked panicked.
"Yes, what do you mean bloody?" afnan asked puzzledly, after standing in front of Hasna.
"That's ...." Show Hasna on the bed pad on the side of the bed that there is a red stain and it's blood.
"Hehehe ... I think what, just blood on the bedsheet," Afnan chuckled casually, "eum ... but wait, what's that blood? maybe that's ....?" Afnan scrunched his forehead a sign of thinking between sure or not.
"Try, I see the back of your body" Afnan said. Hasna turned her body and there was a blood stain on the back of Hasna's body, right on the buttocks. That's what Afnan just thought.
"Is it time for you to come to the moon?" ask Afnan. Because even though his name has never known a woman as a boyfriend or close friends. With his current age, of course Afnan understands the monthly cycle in women.
"No! I mean Nana, not yet Ustaz. It's usually five days from this date, so I don't wear a pad in preparation" Hasna replied.
Hearing Hasna's plain but timid answer, Afnan instead laughed a little with a fairly crisp tone.
"Ikh, Kok Ustaz even laugh anyway!" hasna exclaimed with her lips. Of course Afnan did not see his wife's lips raised, because Hasna still wears a niqab or veil.
"Funny, maybe your period is happy, for our marriage. Therefore, he appears now" replied Afnan.
Hasna who heard Afnan's answer became blushed with complete embarrassment with a red hue on the cheek so embarrassed that it became wrong, Hasna then ran and entered the bathroom without saying goodbye to Afnan.
Hasna's heart beating is not safe this time, even when she was adrenaline racing When the race was wild, she had never felt a heartbeat like this. But why only with the words of Afnan, Hasna almost ignored and he prefers to disappear from the front of Afnan by entering the bathroom without the wrong door, he said, though she had just entered her husband's room, but grateful to Hasna's feeling right with the location of the bathroom that she now entered.
Afnan who looked calm even again laughed a little at the funny behavior of his wife. "It's funny" he said.
"Region ... Ustaz Afnan," Hasna again opened the door and now he called Afnan in a small voice.
Afnan, who was still angry with his wife's funny behavior, heard Hasna calling his name, he turned to the source of the voice, then he approached Hasna who just popped his head behind the bathroom door.
"Yes, what's my wife? can I help you?" asked Afnan with a smile.
"Come closer," pinta Hasna.
"Lookin?" ask Afnan by advancing his steps one step.
"Near Ustazz!" hasna exclaims but with low voice intonation.
"Lookin?" ask Afnan again by staying one step ahead.
Afnan deliberately teased Hasna, so he walked step by step with his hands folded backwards. Finally Hasna who realized is being teased Afnan.
"Ikh Ustaz, don't mess around!" whining Hasna. He was anxious to see Afnan's behavior, Hasna throbbed by again advancing his lips, but again Afnan did not see it, because Hasna had not opened the veil.
"Hehe .. after all, why should I say it in whispers anyway? usually when talking, like praying without cueing," said Afnan while grinning.
"Nm ... Ustaaz!!" peekik Hasna with the bathroom door closed.
"Huh." Ah." This time Afnan really laughed at the behavior of his unstable wife, "aish, you little girl," he murmured.
Then Afnan felt guilty for seducing his wife until he was upset and closed the bathroom door. Afnan knocked on the door and asked Hasna to open the bathroom door.
"My wife, please open the door. OKe, I'm sorry, now open the door yeah," call Afnan.
"No want! Evil ustaz! ngeselin ..." cried Hasna from behind the door.
"Sorry, come on, open my wife's door." Afnan again knocked on the bathroom door, but Hasna did not open it, "my heart, please open the door dong," said Afnan back.
"Huh, my heart's angel. Since when?" gerutu Hasna inside.
Afnan was still smiling himself.He felt anxious to see the funny behavior of his wife who looked spoiled. Though previously Hasna appeared fierce, just as Ubaydillah said.
Chequek!
Hasna's face appeared from behind the bathroom door. This time she took off her veil and hijab.
"Astagfirullah," said Afnan with his eyes open. Afnan was surprised to see his wife's face without a hijab and veil, so it was clearly visible radiance of beauty.
Afnan's heart started beating irregularly.
Hot air started flowing all over her body. For a moment, he did not blink to look at the face of Hasna who was so beautiful in his eyes.
Hasna's eyes are a little faint. However, it has its own charm and exudes a natural beauty, a perfect face. Makes Afnan a little tremor. Not to mention, Hasna's hair was still in the bun, clearly showing Hasna's smooth neck, Afnan's dirty thoughts as a normal man began to instigate, "it seems comfortable to play in that area! aish Astagfirullah," Afnan rubbed his face rough.
Afnan let out a long sigh and exhaled it from his nose, trying to suppress the vibrations in his soul and qolbunya.
"My wife, you're beautiful!" afnan. Hasna just smiled shyly and ducked down.
"OMG her smile makes mabluk klepek klepek. No. .. no. No. ... no ... Master yourself Afnan. Look at him so cute, petite and his eyes look sparkling clear." Afnan's inner.
"Ustaz, also handsome!" Hasna's face lifted for a moment then ducked back and blushed mqlu. "come on Hasna! Why are you trying?" babble Hasna in her heart.
Of course Afnan's heart felt flowery. She hugged Hasna. However, Afnan did not want to impose his will. He wanted to make Hasna comfortable and he had to approach Hasna first in his way, so that Hasna would be close to him without being forced.
"Ustaz, can you buy me a sanitary pad?" pinta Hasna's.
"Ah, me?" Afnan was flabbergasted of course all his daydreams were spoiled.
"Yes, yes .. i-iya, la-then who else?" hasna said nervously, because she thought Afnan would be angry, because Hasna asked to buy him a sanitary pad.
"Sorry! but ... I've never been acquainted with the name of the sanitary napkin, how dong?" kanda Afnan with a grin. He was neutralizing his turbulent mood.
Hasna again felt a thump in her chest cavity when she saw Afnan was not angry, even giving her a kiss. "Don, Ustaz. Please don't joke," Hasna replied exasperatedly and moved her lips. This time Afnan saw his wife's lips clearly, the fresh pink thin lips looked cute and adorable.
"Well, I'll ask Ubay for help. You wait a minute, yes" said Afnan as he stepped and now he deliberately touched the tip of Hansa's nose with his index finger.
Hasna who had just felt a touch from her husband, her blood rippling, her body bristling. Only this time he was touched by a man other than his father, deliberately and gently too.
"Don't ask Ubay, Ustaz. I'm ashamed!" lirih Hasna.
"Loh! who's asking for help?" ask Afnan.
"Ustaz, just," Hasna replied lightly.
"Yes, I want to. But today is our special day, not funny dong, if the santri and other ponpes managers see me roaming around, buying pads anyway," said Afnan with back groan.
"But ...."
"Already, I mean, so that Ubay who asked Santri Putri for help, to buy it" said Afnan.
"Oh like that Ustaz anyway. All right, not for long Ustaz, it feels uncomfortable," said Hasna.
"Yes my wife, sayanng," said Afnan in a soft tone with a smile. Makes Hasna want to faint.
Deg ... Dag ... Dug ... Dugc ... Der ... Hasna's heart rhythm is called dear by Afnan.
Then Afnan picked up his phone on the dresser and called Ubaydillah. "Bro, please, go to Ana's room for a while" Afnan said, before long breaking his phone.
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Before long Ubaydillah arrived in front of Afnan's room. Before entering he did not forget to knock on the door and Afnan also opened the door, then invited him in.
"Yes A'a Bro, what's wrong?" ubaydillah asked after confronting Afnan.
"That's, anu .. somebody's bleeding, uh!" Afnan immediately smothered his own mouth, feeling that he had spoken wrongly.
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Seriate.