AISHA
(67) AISHA
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The next morning, a pair of eyes woke up due to the sunlight entering the room, he saw in front of him there was still someone with a small smile he reached for the body to always be in his arms. He felt warm and would always be warm once in a while he gently kissed the forehead.
“Emhh.”
“Morning Zawjatii.”
“Morning too, habibi.”
As agreed by both of them that they would change the nickname that Aisyah had called him mas, he changed to Habibi, while Tala who had called him dear, he changed to Zawjatii.
“What hurts?”
“Hem, slightly. Isha wants to go to the bathroom, habib. Can you help isyah?” Tala woke up from his sleep and held his humor and stepped into the bathroom, “we better take a bath together, like the prophet Muhammad to his wives. How?” Little information if bathing with a husband/wife partner includes evoking a harmonious and romantic atmosphere towards the marriage relationship. (That's what I read in kong gugle yeah, because I haven't gotten to that status either and I'm still young ey.)
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After bathing together, Tala and Aisyah alternately dry their hair using the normal way, namely towels, combs and small fans to quickly help dry naturally.
Although there was a hairdryer in their room, Aisyah refused, because it would damage her hair. He never uses a machine dryer because it will cause bad to the hair that we have treated from childhood to adulthood.
“So all this time you never wanted hair using that machine?” ask Tala when she's done drying her long hair. “ Never the same though, because isyah tajararin the same mother as this
natural since childhood so know hairdryerpun fit SMK only then I saw them dry their hair with the tool after that use hair vitamins and hair moisturizer so as not to break and it is very ribet in my opinion.”
“So you can say you mudet huh? Still there turns out girls who don't know hairdryer cake so?”
“There, for example yes habibi.”
“Hem you're right Zawjatii. Oh yes, do you want to order food or eat below?”
“It looks like eating here only habibi.”
“OK, let habibi order, what would you like to eat Zawjatii?”
“Em, seafood fried rice equal strawberry juice and fresh milk one.”
“Alright, fresh milk instead of you have?” tanyanya stared
towards his wife's chest. Make Aisyah fold both her hands in front
her chest. “Don't start bawling, habibi! I was looking for food messages
Your zawjatii is hungry.”
“Alright, your habibi ‘kan order it immediately, awaited ya Zawjatii.”
With a friendly call like this makes the two become close, stick like stamps and glue and rice to the hand. The two have managed to make the relationship between the two close like a pair of lovers who have met and connected for many years.
After breakfast, the two return to lying on their soft mattress that is neat because both clean it simultaneously do not call the housekeeper just ask for a new bed cover without being installed by the hotel employee.
“Later after the honeymoon, we will stay for a week at home mom and dad, a week at home mom and dad. After that we will go home to our homes and children later, yes Zawjatii.”
“Zawjatii, according to habibi. Because the duty of the other wife is to always follow her husband where and whenever he is, and habibi invites zawjatii wherever, zawjatii will still follow and obey habibi. Provided one if habibi is already disliked, dear, or no more taste to Zawjatii, I hope habibi return zawjatii to father and mother. Because it will be better than polygamous habibi with other women.”
“Husttt! Don't talk like that, habibi just hasn't cleared the terms of your family, how can habibi resignedly give up something that is very difficult to get by men out there. Habibi will not leave Zawjatii because habibi wants this relationship we bring to old and the afterlife to pick us up both. You are my life Zawjatii.”
The cup!
After that, the two repeated the incident last night where they sought high pleasure like flying to heaven.
“Come, no one left behind Zawjatii?”
Aisyah shook her head slowly, “no, I've all put in this suitcase habibi.” She then reached for her husband's hand to be held tightly by her while their two suitcases were carried by one of the bellboys that Tala deliberately called to help the two put some items into his jeep car.
Arriving at a minimalist house belonging to the Abdullah family. Aisyah was immediately welcomed by her mother and father, because indeed they never felt left by her daughter staying for more than one day.
“How have you been broken?”
“Already mother, but rapet again when Isyah never drink herbal medicine or medicine.”
“Means that you are still healthy and will always be healthy. Udah gih, you just rest in your room, take your husband who is being interrogated by your father.”
“Good mother.” Aisyah immediately stepped closer to the direction of her husband and father. “OK mother, fill the room first yes. Habibi, let's go in the room, we have to rest after wrestling said mother.”
“Hah?!” in unison father and Tala, but not ignored by Aisyah who immediately pulled her husband's arm and opened the door to her room which was sky blue and pink very pastel.
“This is your room?”
“Hem, this is my room since I was a child and it's been this big.”
“Then where's your nursery?”
“There are only already filled with unused items, yes it can be said as a warehouse.”
“Habibi want to see isyah's childhood album?” her question was immediately embraced by her husband, who was currently sitting on a fur carpet near the round table of his wife's room. “Bby. Where?”
“This and this, if this one was a photo when I was a baby, but if this one when I was 5 years old until now.” Obviously, while opening the album book sheet in front of the husband. He just stared in silence at the figure of the man who had become her husband, he was very unexpected that he would marry at a young age and step over his two brothers.
“Why? Cute habibi huh?”
“Iya handsome so very handsome isyah can not turn away. Therefore, if habibi comes out alone do not style like this huh?”
Tala looked at the wife seriously, looking back at the handsome face, “why?”
“If habibi dress up like this, isyah will definitely continue to be jealous because there will be many gazes from women out there staring at habibi. So habibi should change habibi style if outside.”
“Then habibi should use what?”
“Glasses, whiskers, and geeky hair.”
Tala smiles hearing that her zawjati will be jealous if she is stared at by another woman. “Alright, habibi will listen to the first request of the beloved zawjatii.”
“Alhamdulillah jazakallahukhoiroh. Love habibi all the time!” he hugged Tala tightly until he did not realize that he was sitting on Tala's lap and the two hands of the man had also hugged his wife's waist tightly.
“The door is locked?”
Aisyah muttered, “habibi, can ask for more rights right?” with a reddened face, Aisyah nodded, and the man did not need long, he immediately scooped up a red object for him to eat and taste again.
Both of them were approached with a fairly hot atmosphere to make their breath hit, then Tala stopped for a while before doing so he kissed his wife's forehead and prayed a little. “May God give us
quick grace yes.”
“God willing, if we keep trying and praying. Will definitely be given a living gift in my stomach, bi.”
“Aminn, may do akita be granted. Let's continue on top.”
“Hem.”
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