2 Flower Stalks
First night

Assalamu'alaikum...

Hanafi raised his hand to pray to God for life, behind which was Insha who guaranteed every prayer offered.

Hanafi turned to smile to see Insha in a clean dress she looks very beautiful, Insha also smiled warmly .

how perfect he is.mas han has extraordinary good looks, great wealth, sholeh.hatiku also feels rustling to hear a melodious voice in every takbir said...lucky to be the woman of your choice...

Hanafi reached out to Insha, and Insha accepted and kissed the back of her hand gently.

There was a feeling of pleasure mixed in his heart,

I do not feel the time is so fast.now I have a wife who is so beautiful and sholehah.papa.mama.do you know how beautiful your daughter-in-law..if you were still here, everything would feel more complete...

Insha stared fixedly at Hanafi's eyes, her tears just falling at both ends of her eyes.

why is Han crying..

Realizing Insha who saw it, she immediately wiped her tears that had soaked her cheeks.

"Mas han.why crying.."

"It's okay in.."

"Then why is Han crying.."

"I'm glad to have a wife like you.." Hanafi suddenly hugged Insha tightly.

Insha returned Hanafi's embrace warmly.

"If my parents were still here, they would be happy to have a beautiful daughter-in-law like you.."

the water is back flowing,

"Insha promises never to leave me." she continued, trying to hold back her tears.

Insha stroked Hanafi's shoulder gently

,"I beg you not to grieve mas han.I am here in your arms.and at any time will continue like that.."

Hanafi took off his embrace and now he looked at his wife's face.

In his hands was Insha's neck

"Insha.can I.."

Has not been able to continue his sentence Insha has answered as fast as lightning.

"Do whatever you want with me. I'm yours.."

why does Insha's heart feel pounding when he says it to Hanafi.

Hanafi smiled and kissed softly Insha's forehead, then his hand turned to Insha's chin in his hold very carefully, he kissed Insha's lips, and, their lips clashed against each other for a few seconds.

master yourself han.huuh why it feels like I don't want to stop kissing her..Hanafis

my heart wants to explode now..Insha

Their views clashed with each other, and Insha chose to bow her cheek head red, while Hanafi gave a slow laugh at his wife's behavior.

They also stood up to clean their respective prayer equipment.

"Insha.replace your clothes with your nightgown.."

"Sleeping shirt..?"

Insha turned to Hanafi and looked at him in wonder.

"Yes my nightgown, I've prepared it in the closet.."

"hmm okay, mas.."

usually I sleep with ordinary clothes like this, indeed there are special clothes to sleep.The rich do like the strange..if I do not want to be sure mas han think I do not like his clothes.can-can mas han change the entire contents of the closet...

Hanafi was already in his soft bed sleeping with his hands resting on it, he looked at Insha who was opening a large cupboard in front of him.

Insha also looks confused looking for a nightgown he saw several rows of clothes with a very thin fabric that of course will show his body if worn.

hmm..where is her nightgown.this is what the hell is a dress with a model like this who makes it..

Suddenly his eyes opened..

nightgown.oh tidaakkk....

Instantly Insha turned her head with her surprised face looking at the hanafi who was already smiling seductively.

"Why in.you didn't find your nightgown.."

"emm..mas.what is this..."

while pointing at the super thin pink nightgown.

"Yes that's your nightgown.wear it.."

How can I wear clothes like this..

"Why inshaa.."

closing his mouth while laughing softly, looking at his wife's confused expression.

Insha clutched her nightgown in her arms she walked towards the bathroom that was inside the room.

In the bathroom Insha just stared at the nightgown she was carrying, at a glance imagining which body parts would be seen if she wore them.

"No Insha.you must wear it.mas han has become your husband.you belong now.you must do whatever you want"

muttered Insha lirih encouraging herself.

After deciding to wear it, Insha looks confused looking around for something in the bathroom.

"Now what should I do. I should clean myself up.."

"But where to start..."

"i'm so confused.."

just circling in the bathroom is not necessarily direction, a few minutes he just walk in the bathroom.

"Huuhh.okay I have to clean myself.mandi.yes I have to take a shower.."

insha immediately flushed his body to clean all parts of his body without exception.

While Hanafi was just entering the room, when Insha went to the bathroom earlier Hanafi rushed down to pick up a large glass of warm milk.

Hanafi looked back and forth and could not find Insha in the room.

"Huh.he's still not done changing clothes"

he put a tray containing a glass of milk on the bedside table.Hanafi walked closer to the bathroom door he heard the gurgling water inside.

"I told her to change but why is she taking a shower now.."

Hanafi immediately knocked on the bathroom door.

"Insha are you not done yet.."

Insha who noticed the knock on the door from Hanafi with lightning fast she ran towards the door

"Ohh no I forgot not to lock the door.."

Insha held the door handle with both hands.

"Yes, I'm done waiting a little while.."

a little screamed for Hanafi to hear.

Hanafi only smiled hearing Insha's reply while walking towards the bed.

"I told him to take a shower, yeah.it doesn't seem.."

jeglek...

Insha also came out of the bathroom already wearing a super thin nightgown that had been chosen earlier.

But again Insha covered her body with the clothes she had been wearing, on her deck tightly in front of her chest so that it covered her body.

"Why did you bring that dirty shirt into the room.."

"I'm confused where to put the mas so I took him"

only a fabricated reason when Insha took a bath he already knew there was a dirty shirt in the corner of the bathroom, he deliberately brought it to cover his body.

Hanafi approached Insha with a teasing smile.

"When this afternoon you have put your dirty clothes to the dirty clothes.then why now you suddenly forget Insha.."

deliberately whispered softly in the ears of Insha who increasingly misbehaved.

"Give me .. I'll put it"

Hanafi tried to pull out the clothes that covered Insha's body.

Insha was unable to say anything just silently peeking with the mind that had flown everywhere.

why are you so stupid insha.ahhh no shame I've reached the crown...Insha

As fast as lightning Hanafi put dirty clothes and came out of the bathroom by continuing to look at the innocent body of Insha who was silently sculpting with her nightgown, he took a glass of milk that was brought earlier.

"Drink this milk.."

"Susu??"

"Yes.this is warm milk.why?

Without much questioning Insha immediately took a glass of milk in Hanafi's hand to reduce the awkward atmosphere he felt himself and gulped it in half.

" I'm full of mas.."

thrust the remaining glass in half with a lipstick mark attached to the end of the glass.

"I'll spend it.."

Hanafi gulped down the remaining milk right at the end of the Insha lipstick.

why this milk taste different than usual..

Seriate...