Love Sholeha

Love Sholeha
Don't Call His Name


The space was suddenly silent, only the sound of Sholeh's kiss that occurred periodically. A woman who is asking for time to reveal many things in her heart.


Long waiting for the wife to speak, Sholeh tried to start. " She won't bring it up if you don't like it, next time if you don't like it don't have to force it" he said very slowly, not one bit there was a tone of anger or blame there.


Sholeha drowned her face in her husband's chest so deeply, hiding her shame and tears that were soon breaking. On Sholeha's head there appeared a smile that rose, feeling anxious with the funny behavior of the wife.


Sholeha smacked her husband's chest which sounded chuckling. " Ndak is funny Mas, "he said looking up at her husband.


" Ouch.... Sorry, sorry. Isn't that what I said, Hem?" Sholeh tightened the hug that had loosened.


" yes. Sholeha is just curious, but will no longer "swiftly answer.


" It's okay, the important thing is not to be jealous, to forget the past is also not necessary. Too remembering it is also not good, we just need to adjust my wife, jealous of the past what is the use ?"


Sholeh no longer answered. Realizing his mistake that made it difficult for himself, he calmed down after hearing the words of the husband who was so wise as a pearl of wisdom.


" Want to hug until morning Mas" said Sholeha suddenly.


Sholeh seemed to think, raising next to his eyebrows a sign of disapproval.


" We do something else, baby, I want to" said Sholeh.


Sholeha smiled and started it first, a friendly kiss on her husband's lips that had become her favorite.


Apparently Sholeh has been charging his ration for this month. As planned, the marriage of Sholeh and his wife was carried out before Ramadan. Of course under the pretext of worship for a month, Sholeh made Sholeha helpless that night. She was really resigned and just wanted to obey the request of the husband.


Sholeh felt sorry also felt happy to see his wife could no longer talk much because of her actions, she seemed to follow along. It is up to him, what his way and style will be. Sholeha really doesn't care anymore.


In order to remove the jealousy that continues to arise drowned in the mind of his wife, Sholeh a little looking for new ways to convince and calm his wife, the delivery of advice that sometimes still not so understood by his wife, he was forced to use more convincing body language.


" What is it that unfortunately Mas is easily jealous, or just want more in love alone?" sholeh asked on the sidelines of his break in the arms of his wife.


Curious that he wanted to ask but was afraid to offend Sholeha, he chose a comfortable time like this so as not to cause a fight.


From under Sholeh's chin, moving tiny lips that have worked harder to comfort the husband, "I also Ndakak tau mas, like appearing just like that when thinking about Mas with him. It used to be the same Mas Arman wasn't like this -,


Sholeh shut Sholeha's mouth quickly, "Don't say her name, just tell her, okay" he said, seizing the Sholeha conversation.


Sholeh looked astonished, "What do you mean, tell me" he asked Sholeha .


Sholeha loosened up a little bit of Sholeh's embrace, she was prepared to tell him something that she herself had promised would not bring her to anyone. But now Sholeh is not someone else. He had shared a lot of taste in this grown man before him.


Sholeha took a breath, looked at her husband so deeply, "I don't really believe it either, if I end up telling someone about this bad experience. And Mas know, this Sholeha of yours has saved a million pains in its own past all along. Relax was not willing, but everything had already happened and passed. I believe that Mas will also think the same way as me, and promise yes do not reveal this to anyone. Leha closed it very tightly",


Sholeh is increasingly curious about what stories will be brought by the wife until the language is so deep and serious like this.


" Yes, this isn't anyone else now. Just tell me, who knows the burden will be slightly reduced,"


Sholeha suddenly laughed, "Mum, I'm actually just embarrassed. But not to be burdened, I tell you now", Sholeha again tightened her arms without obstructions in the thick blanket. Seeking comfort and warmth, avoid AC puffs that are sometimes too annoying.


" In fact Irma and I have been stuck in the same heart, she likes me, and Irma likes her. As it develops into our feelings of love, Irma just shuts up and keeps to herself. But the name of the feeling may not be visible signs, I am the type of person who is very indifferent, rarely respond to the attitude of him that I think is excessive, he said, he gets bored with me like this. Well, if Irma says, that's where their love acts behind me"


" Ha ha, there's only Irma" Sholeh chirped .


Sholeha pinched Sholeh's chest, she even complained of pain. " Now?" said sebal.


" yes, yes. Oh, it hurts..." Sholeh rubbed his chest rough.


" Well so it is, even though they did not date, but have admitted to each other if you like. Trus Sholeha who was impatient to want this marriage decided to give up because he could not marry me. I also don't know if something so bad happened to me. But I realized it "


" Yes, it's a very simple story. Sleepy" Sholeh complained with his head dropped in the niche of his wife's neck.


" Ih, this Mas. In short yes Irma was like Arman, uh her. But he was courting me, fitting in marriage was not willing, and that was short" Sholeha grumbled .


There is no longer a statement from Sholeh, you can guess if this unfaithful listener has switched nature from reality. Sholeha touched her husband's cheek, rubbed it so gently, feeling a soft sigh in his neck.


Sholeha stopped not continuing her story, she knew Sholeh did not really want to hear the story from her just that she tried to take the time to get to know her more. The figure of this man who was so mature had become his idol from this moment on. His gentle demeanor was enough to make Sholeha comfortable not wanting to leave him.


" So, thank you for accepting this boy who doesn't know anything. The boy who can't choose and is jealous" he said so softly.


The rubbing on the cheek was no longer felt, Sholeha also fell asleep in the dim lights of the room, as well as the night which was also getting late.


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