Wrong Uterus
Chapter.42

Suddenly Arman was silent, he was confused, why when the syifa asked always based on Islamic theory and all the laws that apply in it. At a time like this, Arman again realized that his science and faith were not enough to answer all the questions Syifa.

"Emm it was me. I seemed to be too busy to forget about it. You knew my own life before there was you. Yeah, pretty fucked up until I forget the Qibla."

Syifa smiled when she heard the husband's answer. "In the Qur'an, those who read the Book of Allah (Qur'an) and pray and infuse some of the fortune that we have given to them secretly and openly, they expect trades that will not lose. Not only to the family but also to the people in need."

Arman was staring in awe when the wife was explaining. "God, thank you my wife for reminding me. Okay, our list next week and the next week is to visit orphanages, social parlors and nursing pans."

"Well, the new husband sholeh the blessings of the world and the hereafter. But remember that almsgiving is not for the sake of praise but for the sake of Allah's pleasure."

Arman to scratch his head that does not itch when feeling so minimal knowledge in front of his own laboratory. "Signalah, I will remember, your message. Hufft is so embarrassed that something like this should still be reminded."

Syifa shook her head while chuckling small. "The husband of the wife is indeed his duty to remind each other."

"Thank God, I feel so lucky. Oh yeah, since you already talked about treasure, Mas wants to show you something." Without waiting for approval, Arman pulled the wife's hand out of the room and into the study.

Arriving at the workspace, Arman released his hand from his wife and stepped into a large closet in the room. "I keep everything here."

Syifa still looks confused until finally Arman opened the door of a sturdy black box about half a meter high that is stored at the bottom of the closet. "Mas it's all this ...?"

Arman smiled and pulled Syifa to take a closer look at the black box. "After Chintya's death I really worked hard so as not to continue to dissolve in sadness. And all of my four years of work are in this box."

Arman began to describe one by one about land letters, documents of share ownership, some villas at the top, letters of company assets and some other types of property that is not in the form of money.

Syifa could only be flabbergasted when she heard everything that was described by her husband. He thinks Arman only has money in the bank, luxury cars, and also the house they currently live in.

It turns out that after listening to Arman's explanation, Syifa increasingly understood that her husband was really not a random person and without realizing it had been married to a crazy rich.

"These are letters from three villas in Bogor. It's for you." Arman presented the three maps to Syifa.

Fatigue Syifa shook her head. "Save it, Mas. I don't need such a treasure, lillahi Ta'ala I just want to be Mas Arman's wife until death separates."

For Syifa, all the property that Arman had before the wedding should be held by Arman himself. He doesn't want to disturb that. As a wife given monthly money with the amount of tens of millions alone is very excessive.

"Why? I also sincerely give all this to you," said Arman with a frown.

Suddenly Arman smiled to himself when he heard Syifa's words. "Our children? That means you want some kids. Then we should start trying now."

"Mas Arman." Syifa was shocked when suddenly her husband raised his body.

"Baby show time." Arman carried Syifa's body out of the study and went straight into their room.

Arman laid Syifa's body on the bed, he took over the position on the wife's body. At first glance Arman chuckled while pinching Syifa's nostrils reddened in shame. "Well, right now, up or down?"

"Mas Arman," said Syifa. His face immediately heats up to withstand embarrassment but in front of the husband himself should not be ashamed, right? With all his courage Syifa finally decided to ask. "What kind of position do you like?"

Arman tried to hold back his laughter when he heard Syifa's question. "Whatever I like."

Syifa took a deep breath and exhaled slowly to make her calmer. "But I don't know, it's usually just like this. Anyway I-"

Syifa could not continue her speech because Arman instead tightened the grip and united their taste buds.

After a while Arman released the link and looked back at Syifa. "Can you request plus-plus service?"

"Maybe, what's the dowry?" syifa asked and they laughed together.

Feeling anxious, Arman again kissed the wife's chubby cheeks until Syifa felt kegetian and difficulty breathing.

After that the game actually began there was another sound of laughter. But the soft sound that kept coming out of his mouth.

Arman's eyes look so cute when one by one open the cloth that coats his body and also the body of the wife.

Syifa could only grip the back of her husband who was not wrapped in anything anymore. That night was filled with sweat, and the romance that returned to its peak. Do not forget the implied prayer to be given confidence to get the baby.

Connect 💕

Don't forget to provide support for Author yes reader 🥰💖🥰...