Ramadan Without Sua
More than Beautiful

Almost midnight, Dhito finished it all. Still in the same blanket, Dhito hugged Ardhita. Honestly, it's a very beautiful contest. Not just to promote desire, but to interpret their legal married life for each other.

"No pain, honey?" ask Dhito slowly.

Being used to being called Dik, and now being called Darling put Ardhita to shame. Because, before where ever Dhito called him dear.

"The call changed, Mas?" ask Ardhita slowly.

"Yes, you're the money lady I love and love. It's completely and completely mine" Dhito replied.

Just listening to that, Ardhita was happy. Her position in her husband's heart was solid now. She belongs to the husband completely and fully.

"So, how's it still hurt?" ask Dhito again.

"It hurts a lot" replied Ardhita.

Hearing that Ardhita felt pain to make Dhito pity with his bride. However, how else is it when uniting two bodies must hurt first. Even just now in the calmness of the light was seen blood on his wife's groin. Really, it's a beautiful thing. At once Dhito was proud, because the wife was the first for him. It was a beautiful gift in a wedding.

"Sorry, a little hurt. Take a tub yuk bath, honey. Let it be innocent. In a husband and wife relationship, it is also worship. So, take a yuk bath," asked Dhito to his wife.

"Mas Dhito first. I will," replied Ardhita.

"All right, honey," replied Dhito.

"Have each other. You also see me completely. Don't be shy" replied Dhito.

As if not receiving rejection, then began to hold Dhito Ardhita towards the bathroom. Cleanse each other. Getting to know each other. This time, not in the dimness, but in a fairly bright light.

In the eyes of Dhito, his wife was still like an angel. After bathing, Ardhita also dried her hair. When he was about to wear the hijab, Dhito forbade it.

"Not to wear it anymore, honey. It's just me in this room" Dhito said.

"It's okay, Mom?" ask her doubtfully.

"And I'm yours. No problem, right? The wife will belong to her husband."

Hearing what her husband said, Ardhita finally nodded her head. "Alright, Mas .., but later I put the hijab near the nightstand. So that if anything is ready," replied Ardhita.

At least if anyone knocks on the door, Ardhita can get ready. Anyway, he has to take care of himself. Only her husband has the right to see her. That's what Ardhita's guarding.

"Yes, honey," replied Dhito.

That night, Dhito was very happy. It was a more than beautiful moment. He was in bed and hugged his wife. Sometimes he kisses the kiss on the top of his head and rubs his long hair. In the past, just fantasizing Dhito did not dare. Too scared to commit a sin. Now, Dhito feels that all that is done is worship. In his heart he promised to love and love Ardhita.

In four years, they are tried not only by long-distance courtship, but they also hold back and accept reality when a pandemic arrives and all plans are delayed. Now, though the pandemic is over, but the love of both has come to a head. The two became a full and complete couple.