Ash White Romance
First Night

"Dear you, my wife, " whispered Daffa again as she pulled her tiny body and carried it into her arms from the side.

While Rima was still silent sculpting, did not refuse but also did not reply to her husband's embrace. Stiff. Baffled. I really don't know what to do at a time like this. She chose to leave whatever her husband would do. Trying to follow the game.

After settling in, Daffa put a little of his head away so that he could look at her beautiful face again. Then Daffa again felt a strong urge to go back to his wife's face, advance his face, put his two eyebrows together, then kissed his wife's forehead, nose, eyes and sweet lips. When it stuck to his wife's lips it was done long enough. Both seemed to enjoy the friendly atmosphere, with their eyes closed.

With a breath of breath from the mouths of the two, and clinging to each other's eyebrows, Daffa spoke in a hoarse voice, holding something inside him as a result of his own actions.

"Emh, can Aa do more than that?" daffa asked, asking her permission to ask for her rights as a husband first. Worrying made his wife afraid of him or uncomfortable with his sudden treatment. Or not ready.

Rima who understood her husband's wishes began to venturate to look at his face then nodded slowly, in response. Seeing that, Daffa smiled happily.

"Don't be afraid and worried, we'll do it slowly and carefully. Let you not feel pain. Relax your body, "persuade Daffa to calm his wife's body which began to stiffen and tremble.

"Well, we pray first, yeah."

بِسْمِ اللهِ اَللّهُمَّ جَنِّبْنَا الشَّيْطَانَ وَجَنِّبِ الشَّيْطَانَ مَا رَزَقْتَنَا

"By reciting the name of Allah, O Allah keep us from (disturbance) Satan and keep the devil from the sustenance which You have bestowed upon us."

After reading the prayer together, Daffa slowly broke his wife's body and then re-captured her, half-overlapping her body. Continuing the fondling to make the two feel the sensation of heat from their bodies. The two newlyweds are increasingly immersed in the romance that adorns the night of their bride. Until that heat wave happened. Both of them enjoy the new things they feel.

Although in the middle of the intimacy Rima sounded whimpering like pain, because this was the first time there was a foreign object entering the core of his body, tearing something that he had been guarding. She wanted to be dedicated only to her husband. Nowisthetime.

Daffa treated his little wife very gently and carefully. There was a sense of heartlessness when he heard the agonizing moans from his lips.

"ill? Let's just end it?" tanya Daffa could not hide her anxiety. Not wanting to force it.

"It's okay, just go ahead!" rima replied, barely audible.

"But, Aa can't bear to see you in pain" Daffa said.

Rima shook her head, replying to her husband's words, "It's okay, just go ahead. Rima is now Aa's wife. If the husband asks for his rights, as a wife should not refuse, right? Rhymes don't want to be cursed by angels."

"You sure? Ready already?" ask Daffa back, making sure. He really did not want to impose his own will. Worrying causes trauma.

Rima just nodded her head slowly in response.

Seeing him so resignedly and without hesitation giving up his body just for her, it finally resumed. Daffa began to kiss his wife's entire face and lips until the passion rose again. Over time the wife's body began to relax and receive a touch on every inch of her body from her fingers and lips. The pain that was felt began to decrease and change with new sensations that began to be felt. Until the struggle reaches its peak. Daffa laid his body next to the girl on his back, with both breaths still panting.

But not long after, Daffa tilted his body, facing his wife who was also lying on his right side. With a happy smile, Daffa kissed Rima's forehead fondly and brought her back into his arms.

"Thank you, baby, for this beautiful night."

Rima returned that smile by not losing her message.

After the two began to calm down, Daffa invited Rima to clean up. Rima got up to obey her husband. When he got down, he heard his voice again.

"Why? Still hurts, huh?" ask Daffa worriedly. Sit down on the bed.

"Yes, just sit down first."

Not long Rima got up from her seat slowly.

"Well, how come it doesn't hurt anymore?" ask Daffa again.

"A little bit, but Rima's going to the bathroom. Go clean up first, "Answer Rima.

"You want to take a shower?" ask Daffa.

"Yes, the body feels sticky. Fear of not sleeping."

"OK, Aa interracial, yes, "take Daffa along while guiding his wife to the bathroom.

After Rima closed the bathroom door, Daffa returned to the bed and sat there. Daffa smiled happily as he remembered every minute he had spent with his wife. It would be an opium for him. I want to do it again, and I want to repeat it.

The sound of the door being opened immediately disperse the beautiful daydream, the view looks towards Rima who just came out of the bathroom using a bathrobe that is always provided in the bathroom cabinet. With a small towel covering her wet hair.

"Have baths?" reprimand Daffa while touching both shoulders.

"It."

"I couldn't bear to see your smile. Bikin. My wife became many times beautiful when she smiled, " woo Daffa again.

When Daffa wanted to kiss her again, Rima immediately restrained her husband's chest.

"Of course, don't keep wooing. When will you shower?" rima's reprimands are gentle yet a little firm.

"Oh yes, until I forget. If so, Aa took a bath first, yes, "said Daffa. Then gave her one blink of an eye and a long distance kiss with her flirtatiousness.

Rima simply shook his head while holding back his laughter. Just seen that man can act that much on him. Usually looks ugly. Perhaps, so eager to take care of himself and his views that have not been entitled. He also remembered how he had behaved with his sister-in-law, Ira, this afternoon when he had gathered together. Funnier.

'He said he was super ignorant, ' muttered Rima alone.

Quickly, Rima put on her nightgown in the dressing room. After he finished, he went out and walked closer to the bed that looked messy due to their hot activity earlier. Rima's face turned red as she remembered it. Immediately re-tidy the sheets. But when he saw there were blood spots that adorn the white sheets, Rima immediately lifted it. And replace it with new peach-colored sheets, one of his favorite colors. To be comfortable sleeping.

Not long after Rima finished cleaning their bed, there was the sound of the bathroom door being opened. She saw her husband coming out with a bathrobe and a small towel over his head, covering his wet hair.

"Kok, the sheets are replaced?" ask Daffa while approaching his wife.

"It's okay, just wanted to be replaced. Let her sleep comfortably, " replied Rima a little shyly. It was read by Daffa. His ignorant thoughts began to appear wanting to tempt his wife.

"Hayo, what's wrong? Why was it suddenly replaced, hm?" Daffa repeated his question.

"Nothing, want it or, A, "Rima replied still hiding her embarrassment.

Finally Daffa took the bedsheet that was still lying on the floor, right under the bed.

"Still clean, ah. It has just been replaced," said Daffa, then stretched it out, until it saw a stain that came from the virgin blood of his wife.

"Eh, what stain, this? The feeling was not there, deh," he asked pretending not to know.

"Ih Aa, there will be blood stains, "said Rima admitted.

"What blood is this? You menstruating?" tanya Daffa still pretended not to know.

"Ehm, no. It was my blood, Iah," replied Rima embarrassedly.

"Well, who dares to make my wife hurt to the gini-rich blood?" beat Daffa by putting on a feigned look of anger.

"Yes, who else if it wasn't Aa herself?" rima replied a little sniffly, feeling annoyed at her husband's behavior.

'I must have been bullied again, nih, ' Rima just realized.

"Masa, anyway. Aa did it?" ask Daffa again each put on a pretend not to know mode.

"Yes, if not Aa who else, oruh? What the hell am I?" rima grumbled, making Daffa hide his smile. Jahilnya still want to go out but afraid his wife really crave.

"Yes, deh. I'm sorry, then, for making my wife bleed on our first night as a bride. Does it still hurt?" persuading Daffa finally made Rima smile again.

"Start diminishing, " replied Rima briefly.

"If so, will it be repeated? Mumpung Aa is still not wearing clothes," invited Daffa while glancing mischievously.

"Rest first, yeah. Rima drowsiness, tomorrow again, "take Rima, ask for understanding.

"Alright, but tonight Aa wants to sleep hugging you. Can, huh?"

"May, but no more, yes," replied Rima while reminding.

"Yes, if not khilaf, "answer Daffa origin, still out ignorant.

"Come, get dressed. Gone the wind, you know. Rima's clothes are ready at the changing room table, "Rima said.

Daffa immediately stepped into the dressing room to put on his nightgown that had been prepared by his wife.

Then immediately followed his wife lying on the bed with a sloping position, facing each other. The two of them still locked onto each other. Slowly Daffa started grabbing the girl's body and bringing her into his warm embrace. Rima put her head on her husband's chest. Not waiting for long, the two fell asleep in the position of hugging each other. Both provide warmth and comfort. Transferring affection.

That is the beauty of the love that God desires. When both spouses look at each other with love and fingers that are intertwined, at that time God also looks at the two with grace. So that blessing and pleasure always covers the second household, which has just been built starting today. And tomorrow and beyond, they will continue to move on the real life ark, with the husband as the master skipper and the wife as the manager who runs their household framed with piety.