Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 15 Soleh The One Who Was Shaking
A glass of hot coffee and a few pieces of fried bananas that Amel bought from a traveling fryer became a gift for his beloved husband who this afternoon became the priest of his Dzuhur prayer.
Many times Amelia's heart was grateful to say the words hamdalah.
Soleh also kissed Amelia's forehead tenderly. Make the wife's heart warm with happiness.
"Bang.., thank you very much for your concern for me. I love you very much, Brother..."
Soleh smiled. No words came out of his lips a single moment except the sound of scrumptious hot coffee in broad daylight.
"Amelite..." Finally came out also the voice of Soleh after almost half an hour he was engrossed with coffee and fried bananas. Accompanying her empty daydream about Juria who is still a girl but has given birth to it.
"Yes, Bang?"
"Are you not thinking about our situation in old age?"
"I mean Brother?"
"What if we'll just be alone until grandpa? What if we were really not given an offspring by Allah SWT until death separated?"
Amelia almost choked on her own saliva.
"Ma_means?..."
"Who will lift up our bodies when we die? Then who would accuse him if not our own child, our own flesh and blood?"
"Why think so far, Bang? All God has determined. Believe me!"
"And have you given up, and Allah has given you many signs?"
"I don't understand what you mean..."
"Ck. Yes, I forgot, you only go to school until Junior High. So naturally, your brain doesn't get there!"
Deg.
Heart pain Amelia. again Soleh scoffed at his education which was only limited to First High School.
"Once again I ask, let me marry that girl who is not a virgin, Amelia."
Dug dug dug dug dug dug dug dug dug
Amel's heart rumbled.
Thumped so tight that his lips trembled withholding the increasingly real heartbreak in the look of the face and the glazed eyes back.
"Anything ready for polygamy?" amelia asked after successfully mastering her soul emotions.
"It's not a matter of being ready or unprepared, Amelia. It's a matter of duty, rights and duties."
Amelia tried to refrain from commenting on the Husband's words. He learned patience. Waiting for Soleh conveyed his intention and goal to do polygamy.
"Do you feel pressured by Mom and Dad? What...., Brother feels burdened by their insistence?"
"That's one of them. But the main thing is my intention to make everyone happy. Including you, Amelia!"
"When you get married again, is that a happiness for me? Is that so?"
Amelia's tears fell again. Soleh began to be sick of seeing his wife who was very crybaby even though he had not fully run a second marriage.
"Ck. Remove your tears! We're in discussion, not giving you punches and slaps!"
"But Brother's words are already a very loud punch and slap, Bang!"
"That means you're a weak woman! Not like that girl! The strong live her life that God has outlined as a woman who was scorned by the whole village because of being told, pregnant and giving birth to the child of a savage man who dared her!"
Amelia closed her eyes.
Soleh had begun to praise other women besides himself. Is it wrong if Amelia is emotional and jealous blind.
Amel's hands pounded the dining table until the coffee of Soleh who was half spilled and rolled his glass.
Soleh.
Amelia was even more shocked by her rather brutal actions.
"He's beautiful?"
Soleh did not flinch.
Amelia's question was not immediately answered.
"Is that girl pretty?" ask Amelia again. This time his wife brought her face closer to Soleh's. Both eyes clashed with each other.
"Can you?"
Soleh snorted and got up from his seat.
"Wait on! Bang, answer my question! If she's beautiful, prettier than me,... I accept my defeat!"
Now Soleh looked back at Amelia. With a firm hand grasped the pointy chin of the wife he had once admired.
"It's not a matter of losing or winning! This is the right and duty of a servant of God who was born into the world through the intervention of both parents!"
"Rubber. One hundred percent right what you said. No man is born without parents except the prophet Isa AS. But once again I emphasize, are you able to do justice if polygamy occurs?"
"Siti Aisyah who is a noble woman, beautiful, righteous, virtuous and has many advantages also sincerely accept His destiny that must be polygamized Rosulullah!"
"Stop, Bang! You have become clear because you dare to compare yourself with His Majesty Rosulullah and compare Me with Siti Aisyah RA!"
"For that we must now learn to be sincere! Learn tawaddu from him! Hopefully we can be even better in the future with all these tests!"
"You said it was a test? What's the test, Bang? Loyalty test? The household exam? The test of in-law intervention that wants to destroy our marriage?"
"Then what do you want, Amelia? Can you guarantee that we can pay all my father's debts to his father? Or... can you guarantee my life in the future if in the next three months I am still unemployed? Huhh?!?"
Amelia thought back to her husband's words.
"Listen to my explanation, Amelia. I was thinking of you. Thinking of us in the future. I told you before I came home. It's just a deal between the three of us. Try using your brain to think! I'm just asking you to share for three years. Just three years, Amelia. And we continue to live after those three years in peace and serenity. Just You and Me! We're both!"
Also true. True also all the words of Bang Soleh. But, but do I have to be ready to give up sharing my husband with another woman even though my husband guarantees my life in the future?
Soleh kissed Amelia's wet red lips with tears.
"How could I love another woman like I love you, Amelia! How can.... after so many trials and loyalty we pass together?! You do not trust Me who has been with you for ten years in joy or sorrow?"
Amelia couldn't believe it, Soleh shed tears.
The Husband me++mat his lips again with lust and burning syahw+t.
Soleh shouldered his body towards their fragile wooden bed. Until the sound of his squeaking that hurt the ears.
The man took off one by one the sheets of his wife's body coverings. Gently touching the niche of his neck until the wife wriggled provoked his beer+h+.
Soleh's lips increasingly aggressively tracing the curves of Amelia's body to spur the desire to make love. Starting from the top of the head, until it goes down and dwells briefly on the top of the twin mountains that soar.
His right hand also guerrilla rubbing gently once the sensitive part, until slowly wet seeps through the cavities that have not been splashed enough pleasure water. The highlight is that they do halal relations between a husband and wife.
That afternoon, the wooden bed of their bed creaked many times. Being a silent witness of the union of two people who are combining love.
For a few minutes, Amelia forgot the sadness that Soleh had just asked her permission to remarry.
All there is now is a desire to spill all happiness to the beloved Husband, so forget for a moment the heavy burden that his family has given these few days.
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