The Rainbow Scratched
Fastings
after eating the two newlyweds, still visible with their respective busyness, hulya who is bothered to clean the former dishes that are actually okay if left unchecked, after all she is still a newlywed. but he did deliberately do that in order to avoid Farhan for a while, another thing with a busy hulya. Farhan is struggling with his mobile phone, he is giving assignments to students because one week in the future he will take a honeymoon leave with his wife
it was the support of Umii and her father.
"hulyaa, it's a pity you mending in the room to make a warm drink for your husband" said the mother while sweeping a foamy plate from the hands of the hulya
"but bun, this gig.bentar again finished really"
"alaaaah it's been a mother who hands you this newlyweds do not need to bother washing dishes, mending you help prepare for your honeymoon tomorrow"
"what?! a bund? hulya was wrong, right? honeymoon?"
"yama"
"who?"
"you are the same farhan, the time yes mother same father honeymoon again hahaaa" replied the mother while covering her mouth with one hand
"bund, is this not too fast?, emm hulya gini nihh" exhaled a coarse breath
"we just met after it was immediately married, after that honeymoon? bund we need a process to get to know each other, right?"
"iyaa mother knows, that's exactly what we parents want you guys closer so need a honeymoon "
"ckkkk, yaudah deh it's up" as it passes away
"hey? why?" said mother a little scream
with a strand of gontai hulyaa headed to his room
ceklek...
"hahh, thanks ning, why didn't you come?" said Farhan from behind his phone, hulya also frowned
"yes, I'm sorry, I promise you next time it will be a little longer there" said Farhan again, just this time hulya saw farhan talking to others and could laugh afterwards.
"astaghfirullah. I can't su'udzon" said hulya while taking a rough breath.
"sister?" hulya approached farhan, then suddenly the phone was dead unilaterally by her, honestly hulya suspicious.
but as strong as possible she brushed off the unpleasant taste in her heart
"Hem"
"we're going to honeymoon tomorrow?"
"yes"
"where?"
"to my family's villa in the city of L"
"is it really important?" while sitting his ass to the edge of the mattress
Farhan who was at the work desk also moved closer to the hulya
"important" while puffing his body towards the hulya, very close even only 5cm away
hulya also threw her face in the other direction because she was afraid to say her embarrassed face was caught
"yes already that hulya want to ready everything first" he also moved from the mattress and swiftly Farhan's hand pulled the small arm wrapped in a peach's robe
"aaaawww" hulya was surprised because the position of her body is now right in the lap of the husband.she can really feel the breath of Farhan clearly although still blocked by his hijab.
"what the hell, sister, hulya want to ready clothes first"
"no need"
"why?"
"i've prepared all our needs there"
"Huh? I can"
"yes, you can"
"yes it's up to you" hulya also moved from a position that she thought was less comfortable
namu as fast as lightning farhan back hugging the slender waist of his wife as a result hulya is now getting closer to farhan, being in the arms of people he just recognized is something that makes his uncomfortable.
he's never been that close to a man,
hulya tried to throw the circular hand but the more she rebelled the tighter the embrace
"sister, letin dong! hulya is not used to holding a cwok!"
"i'm your husband hulya"
"iii iy yes, but I'm still not used to it"
"okay for this time I let you go, because I'm still busy"
"hufftt" after being released from Farhan's embrace, the hulya rushed out to get some fresh air .
"god, I really can't do my duty yet, but I'm also afraid that my sin is increasing"
hulya said while rubbing her face rough
As the Maghrib arrived, Farhan rushed to the nearest mosque with his father-in-law.
hulya is still busy preparing some light necessities such as wind oil, tissue, and makes up sober.however she has to take her on the trip tomorrow.
tok tok...
"entrance bund" shouted hulya
"has prayer?"
"not yet bund"
"yes, let's pray with mom"
"campoo"
hulya shook her hand and then avenged a light kiss on the forehead hulya.
"the mother wants you to be a sholeh wife for farhan, the mother is sure the daughter of this mother is a good and versatile child, so farhan will love hulya like mother loves hulya"
"heem aamiin"
"hulya knows, right? how are women's obligations?"
hulya nodded
"yes you've returned to your mother's room yaa, mother ga mau gannggu newlyweds, like her husband will be home soon" mother chuckles
"uhh motheraa godaiin hulya continue to deh"
"Farhan!"
"yes dad?" replied Farhan who was walking behind Raka's father
"abis isya salat sama hulya aja, let no ribet hahah"
"ohh yes dad"
"good" while lifting your thumb
hikks hikks hikks
the sound of crying came from behind the door
"hulya? what's he?" asked Farhan who was eavesdropping behind the door
ceklek...
"you why?" farhan quickly approached the hulya who was sitting cross-legged on the bed
"look, deh sak sad ending again drakornyaa huhuuuhhh"
"Astaghfirullah" Farhan exhaled a rough breath
"kirain why" said Farhan again
hulya refocused watching drakor with the position of both hands supporting her chin
"it's also beautiful if you don't use hijab, subhanallah" Farhan said in his heart
"why does ngeliatin hulya keep going?"
"you're beautiful if you look gini-rich hair"
"from before"
"ehhh, what veil? haduhhh Kaka don't look at dong" while wryly looking for his veil
"this?" Farhan carrying hood hulya
"herein brother"
"eiiitss, you can't"
"what the hell, herein ga?".
"no"
"do not use this in the room"
"shy brother, belom is used to it"
"now get used to it"
"cckkkk" hulya crossed her hands on her chest not forgetting her manyun lips
Farhan who saw his wife's crab was laughing, but not farhan if not ignorant he even ruffled his hair hulya that was scratched.
it was a guling battle.
like not a romantic scene like his newlyweds but it's a good start for their relationship
Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar...
"sir, I went to the mosque there"
"i want to pray here"
"hhhh why is that?"
"ga papa, I said let's not be complicated" while grinning sneaky
"what the hell is sih"
"i want to wudhu first"
"hemm"
hulya looks a little confused, awkward, even scared. she goes back and forth sort of iron. her face is red extinguished her body cold sweat.
he had been in the bathroom for almost half an hour
"hulyaa, what a long hunt"
"yes, brother bentar"
"just keep going from there"
"how rich there is something strange, aaaa I hope it's true"
"yesss! I'm not finally a sin tonight! yesss I'm menstruating yesss!" yelling hulya in the bathroom
ceklek...
"it's brother"
"so long anyway
"sorry"
"kok haven't used mukenah yet"
"i don't want to pray brother"
"why?"
"i'm having my period again"
"what? menstruating? you haven't, have you?"
"just get out"
"astaghfirullah haladzim patience farhaan sabaaar tonight I must fast" inner farhan
farhan's face looks clearly different as disappointed but still not so visible.
because he's her expert at hiding expressions.
that night there was no hot struggle worthy of his newlyweds, the two of them slept with each other's pulsating position
farhan looks a little distance keeping.maybe in fear of khilaf 😁
to be continued