Wrong Uterus
Chapter.39

At five o'clock in the morning, Syifa awoke when she heard the voice of the holy verse of the Qur'an on someone's chant. When looking sideways it turns out the husband is the origin of the beautiful chant.

On a long prayer mat, Arman sat while reciting the Qur'an after finishing performing the morning prayer. For a long time he was not friendly with the verses of Allah.

His heart felt so calm especially in the midst of the test of feeling that was currently being melajuannya. "Shadaqallahul-'adzim." When he finished he tidied the prayer mat and the Qur'an on the nightstand.

"Mas Arman."

Hearing Syifa's voice calling her name, Arman immediately stood up and approached the wife. "Thank God you're awake, are you better?"

Instead of answering Syifa's husband's question even silent looking at Arman so closely, he could see the look on the face of the husband who was so pale plus the circumference of the eyes like a sleep deprived person.

"I should ask if I'm okay?"

Arman smiled as he stroked his wife's hair. "Hm I'm fine with me. Cabay was already in the best place by his side. Do not be sad anymore, God willing, if God allows us to be blessed with children."

"Do you still want me to be your wife?" The question was thrown away, I don't know if he really felt desperate and thought maybe his marriage relationship would also end.

Arman approached and immediately sat down on the edge of the gurney. "Why are you asking like that? I love you not because you're carrying my child, but because of everything you've got."

"I'm sorry mas, I just-"

Syifa could not continue her words because suddenly the husband was lying next to her while hugging her tightly. "Never think like that. I won't let you go even if it's just a step."

Syifa was speechless, but tears could explain everything. Finally he understood behind all the trials that occurred in his life, Allah SWT has prepared the best person who will age with him.

"Thank you, I love you so much too."

Arman further tightened his embrace, inching until his sense of smell stuck in the wife's neck cigar. "We started all over again, Syifa."

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The months passed so quickly. The tearful period is over, changing the happiness that continues to be created in the marriage relationship that every day in increasingly harmonious.

This Friday night, for example, Arman is ready soul and body to testify but the request of the wife even makes him flabbergasted. "So you said, buy what?"

"Astaghfirullah, tonight failed miserably," said Arman while patting his eel. "Darling, it means we sleep tonight, not Sunnah the Apostle first."

Syifa laughed to herself when she heard the words of her husband. After trying to catch his breath and end his laughing voice he approached Arman who was sitting on the sofa. " Oh yeah, don't forget to buy the winged pads."

"Huh, what else is that? The dresser has wings, it also has a tail and horns," said Arman who looks upset.

"Already ah, there the minimarket will close, it's late at night." Syifa immediately pushed the body of the husband to stand up immediately.

Not that according to Arman it was getting closer and within seconds he grabbed Syifa's hand and immediately pulled Syifa's body up on my lap.

"Mass?" syifa's eyes suddenly rounded perfectly as her husband kissed her on the back.

"Hem you smell so good. Don't be mad I just want to hug for a moment" Arman said, sticking his head against Syifa's back.

Syifa tried to escape but she was even more tightly embraced by the husband.from the side she could see the look in her husband's eyes so sweet, as if wanting something to complete the pent-up desire.

"Be careful of sin."

After listening to Syifa's words finally inevitably Arman released his embrace and let his wife stand. "You can make me tick most."

Since the last few months Arman has often experienced a dark period even more severe and sad than tonight.

Waiting four to five days was definitely not a big deal to celebrate their love. Although that means overnight will not be able to sleep because it feels tormented.

With a limp Arman grabbed the keys to his car on the sofa table and stepped out of the room. He had to carry out the duties of the state before finally returning home and passing this night while hugging the bolster.

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