Meet You Again
First night

The first dawn was with his wife. Wahab opened his eyes as the long-set automatic alarm inside him now rang.

But not like he usually is. His right arm felt heavy, even his chest felt extremely heavy.

"Akh!!" the screeches held heavy and stiff in the overstressed hands.

In the find of the woman who has now become his wife, was sleeping soundly by making his arm as a pillow. And his sleeping pose was even more tempting when Wahab found Wita's arms casually hugging her tightly.

DAG!!

DIG!!

DUG!!

His heart is beating abnormally.

"O Allah, your temptations are wonderful"he speculated in his heart. Whatever sealim, Wahab is still a normal man. Wita's sleeping appearance was clearly very tempting to her male instincts. In addition to Juwita's involuntary embrace, there is a sense of regret in Wahab's heart"Why even came the moon anyway!."

"Juwita.." call her slowly.

"Juwita" his left hand slapped his wife's cheek.

"Allahuakbar!. Very soft skin" whispered the heart when his fingers touched the soft cheeks Wita.

"Simplified?!!" Wita wails awake. When opening both eyes, his head looked up at Wahab's face which was very close.

"Astaghfirullah!!. Mr Ustadz!!." Pekik surprised. Juwita woke up from her beautiful sleeping position, and immediately stood by the bed.

This woman tried to gather back her souls who were still flying on the island of Kapok.

While stretching his arm that became a soft pillow by Wita"Sorry to surprise you" he said.

The man beside her also woke up from his sleep. He who used to be neat with his white peci now looks with jet black hair and messy. I don't know why that messy hair feels attractive to Wita.

"I'm the one who should be apologizing Mr. Ustadz" while rubbing his face.

There was the sound of a stark from the mosque"It was dawn. Mr. Ustadz go to the mosque. I'll clean myself up and help U.mi in the kitchen. The young woman sat on the edge of the bed tying and her long hair. Wahab suddenly said.

"I--- really, really like you. Can I touch you like a husband touches a wife?."

Wita stopped acting and said"That-Pak Ustadz knows the laws. Why ask permission from me."

"Are you going to be sincere if I take and do my right?."

Slowly Wita nodded. He could do what. Saying you can't touch?. Hello!!, why get married if you don't want to be touched. Especially with a bachelor like Wahab.

Wahab approached her and stroked her head"Thank you for being my wife. I'll always do what's best for you" in Juwita's kiss.

Wita was astonished at herself. The kiss on his forehead felt so soothing to his heart. She began to feel at ease with a man who still felt foreign to her a day ago.

A smile was re-engraved on the shady face of wahab. She got out of bed and pulled a towel.

"Come, excuse me doang!?" luh Wita's. There was a slight feeling of disappointment in his heart. Since the marriage, Wahab has not dared to touch her more closely. So far it was a kiss that Wahab did.

"Of Wita, know yourself dong you are again PMS "his mind back to words.

He made the bed and waited for Wahab to come out of the bathroom, because he also wanted to take a bath. In circumstances like now it is very uncomfortable if not immediately clean.

"Do you mind staying here?" tanya Wahab finished the bath.

"I'm sorry, if I could just want to stay at Villa Mr. Ustadz. Can you??."

"Later we talk again yes" he said as he placed a towel on the clothesline located next to the window. It seems that Wahab is quite independent of himself.

"Hmm if you can know why not talk in the bathroom Mr Ustadz??" remembering that, he asked. Juwita who is now in the bathroom, only the door has not been closed.

"Have been told not to talk in the bathroom even ask right in the bathroom" Wahab said while looking at Wita.

"Rada pecilan is also ni gals. Fortunately want to be guided" murmured Wahab again.

Done dressed he snatched his white peci again and immediately set off for the Mosque.

By morning Wita had prepared breakfast with Ummi. Sometimes Ummi offended about their first night. Not directly, just ordinary questions.

"Where do you want to sleep?. Hard to not sleep in Wahab's room?."

"Alhamdulillah kok Ummi" replied Wita as it is.

Abah looked at Bu Nyai with a bitten lip. Abah feels pain with want to know Ummi against this newlywed couple.

"call your husband at Nak Mosque. We had breakfast together" Abah said.

"Yes Bah" Wita actually refused to go out. Usually early in the morning like this the mother-form will gather a lot in front of the mosque with alibi buying vegetables.

"Kan, they are there right" cried Juwita's heart. His feet felt heavy to move forward.

"Let Khadijah aja Mbak" as if to understand the situation, Khadijah volunteered to call Wahab who was still in the Mosque with his two friends, Syukur and Khoiril.

"Cie Cie, no wind no rain. Suddenly marry you Mr. Ustadz. Beautiful is your wife. Can really choose a companion" goda Gratitude.

"In matchmaking" Wahab explained.

"I also want to be matched if the candidate is also that good, Wahab" said Khoril.

"The problem is that no one wants to be in a mate with you right" chirped Gratitude patted Khoiril's arm with a pecinya.

"Not until my soul mate" said khoiril again.

"Bang wahab!!'' call Khadijah.

Gratitude's face flushed red as she turned to look at Khadijah.

"hahaha, you can't hide your feelings" said Khoiril. It's no secret that Gratitude loves Khadijah. But he hasn't felt capable of doing it yet. Khadijah is still in school.

"Ggan grandiose, my friend. Prepare a memorization of 30 juz if you want to menghitbah Adek ku" said Wahab.

"It's so heavy, man. My brain is not strong" said Gratitude only in reply to a smile by Wahab, who passed to meet his grandfather.

"Breakfast Bang."

"Yes, you go first. Brother said goodbye to them first" he said.

Khadija, who was not aware of the feeling of Gratitude, passed back home while throwing a smile to two of her brother's friends.

"Nature!!!. Auto full me buddy!!" pekik Khoiril teases Gratitude.

"Don't fuck you" hardik Shy thanks.

"Want to eat breakfast?." Wahab offer directly rejected Gratitude. Si Khoiril if not the same thank God who wants him.

"Danger friend. Could smear my eyes later. It is known that Mr. Kyai can be demanded 30 Juz. I'll bald my hair later." They laughed with thanks.

Wahab returned home and his two companions returned to their homes.

During breakfast they talked a lot. Including Wita's request that if allowed he wanted to stay with Wahab at his residence only. Wahab, of course, conveyed that.

Given the small distance, they agreed that Wahab and Wita would stay in the villa with Miya and her servants.

To be continued...

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