
"Hey, it's okay." He chuckled a little, then turned my body to face him.
He grabbed me and put my head on his chest. He felt it was funny, not with me. I tried to hold back my tears, though they ended up seeping as well.
"Sok, say. Scared why?" He took me back to the sofa.
"It feels like it's being held in a weird tight hold" I got by covering my chest with my two crossed hands.
He chuckles small. "How do you feel?"
Shame on me, need to be asked?
"Udahlah." I'm a little sewot.
"You when? Today, tomorrow, or the day after, it's the same. In the future too, we will often do the loh. Even if the first new, vacation first for approximately one week. I know, just calm down."
I can't believe he's going to do that activity.
"Lied!" I feel like my husband is persuading me to.
"What lie? Want to ask your mom? Don't dad, I'll tell us to go home." Kaf insisted that my head keep leaning against his chest.
"The holidays are a lie, right?" I looked at his face.
He glanced and pretended to look the other way. I'm not lying, the way I breathe is different. It's kind of boring, but not boring either. It was like he was breathing repeatedly, because his breathing was very heavy and his breathing was very visible.
"Well, I'll call. It's not just the doctor's wits, is it? I'm talking facts." Kaf grabbed his phone and called someone.
It activates the speaker of its phone, because the sound of the connected call is very clear.
"Hallo, Ma." Kaf opened his voice, as soon as the call was received.
"Yes, Kaf. Why?"
Should I ask Mama Aca? This is my relationship with Kaf.
"Well, Cani's scared. Being held so cry, I was mistaken for a lie too."
Kaf his people are also grumbling again. Hadh, double shame.
"Well, where's the Can?"
Do I really have to defend myself in front of Mama Aca? Yes, defend yourself against Kaf's complaint. More than that, I will be even more embarrassed as well.
"This, Ma. I'm a speaker." By the way." Kaf. But again, he looked the other way.
"Dec…. Want Mama temenin? Do you want me to watch all Kaf's guides?"
"She, all men have the instinct to do that to women. They don't watch a blue movie, they get the dream from the Powerful. Indirectly, those cakes can inspire themselves." Mama Aca spoke again, even though I did not understand.
"Do you know Kaf why would I?" I ventured to open my mouth.
"Kaf even asked for advice on where to do it, because at home you're an awkward Kaf. Proven now, right, has not been anything you already cry? If you're at home, your father will panic. Especially if your man is giggling, can stress himself he held your cry. Don't do it, Deck. You're a halal couple, Kaf can touch you or have a marital relationship with you. You're his wife, Dek. You don't know now, you definitely don't know the taste. But once you're addicted to that feeling, Kaf can't work far. Understand once twice it feels foreign, ask your sister, even she five times just know where good. Women who do not fear the power of Nahda, he was immediately addicted once he knew the great point. Think men do not need energy, for example should continue? So, you also have to contribute so that your men are not soybean. But that's it later, so now you want it first. Don't think about it, don't panic first. All women feel the same as menstrual cakes and giving birth. Normal humans and those in pairs, must feel it all. What are you afraid of? Did Kaf touch you rudely?" Mama Aca was eating there.
"The sense of touch is foreign, Ma. I'm tickling, I'm scared." I try to say what I feel.
"Because it's the first time any other man has touched you, it's natural. Once you get used to it, for example, the old Kaf does not touch your body, there must be less. All married women feel that way, Dek."
I realized it would be more frequent, but I was still afraid of the stranger.
"Ma, am I going to be safe?" There was no choice, other than that I was resigned to the situation.
Right too, sooner or later I'll keep doing. Because now I'm a wife, who obviously will have biological relations with my husband regularly. Because what? Because it's a biological need for my husband, I don't know. I don't know where the button is yet, because just doing it I'm afraid.
"Udah huh? Don't cry. Mama has said a lot to Kaf to hold yourself, let it be soft to you. Because in fact any man is nervous, certainly can not stand that for relationship problems. Just shut up, enjoy. Sooner or later, you'll know the good points. Your brother, Ra aja patient, nerima aja, pasrah aja tuh. Up to five times do, just understand it turns out this is good, it turns out so good. That, Deck." Mama Aca gulped down like a sip of water, after finishing her sentence.
"Yes, Ma. Maybe I need to stop myself from crying too." I thought, is there a woman who feels like me? What is everything on daring to do despite the pain he said?
"Crying is okay, don't be strong. Kaf doesn't mean to hurt you, he also needs to explore yourself to know how to make you feel good. It's a man's duty and you have to have that kind of reciprocity later, too, Deck."
I understand that the duty of the wife is about serving the husband in bed. I wondered, did we switch tasks in that bed? But, who has a son of himself.
"Udah first huh? Mama's gonna wash her hands, I'm gonna eat this."
Well, my guess is, if Mama Aca is eating.
"Yes, Ma. Thanks, Ma? Sorry to bother." I need to thank you with a little piece of advice I didn't get in that house.
"Okay, Deck." Mama Aca turned off her phone calls.
I glanced at Kaf, so I had to give up on this big tall husband figure? It was scary again, because he looked at me with a hungry smile.
Kaf put his phone. Then, he held my chin and looked at my eyes closely.
"Bismillah, Allahumma jannibnaassyyaithaana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa."
I took a deep breath, hearing him recite that prayer. He really seriously wants to do it right now, even though it's still early in the morning. It was the first morning, not the first night.
Bismillah, I resigned because I didn't know what to do.
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