CUTS
One Room...

“Abang no salat isya?” cut's question succeeds in stopping Fais' plan to kiss Cut back. Fais looked at the wife with his eyes misty of passion. His soul is no longer able to hold.

“After this. Salat was free if not khusuk.” said Fais then quickly he scooped back the soft lips of the wife. If he had tried to start slowly and full of softness inversely proportional to now. Fais is so greedy and ferocious that Cut has to bash Fais' chest to stop his action.

Cut held his chest with his breath up and down. She almost died from oxygen loss due to her husband.

“Sorry.” said Fais when he realized his actions that almost harmed his wife.

“Sorry yes.” says Fais back.

Fais rushes to get some drinking water for Cut.

“Drink first!” without answering, Cut immediately took the drinking water and finished it. Fais gave a small smile noticing his silliness at that moment. He who was very lustful now faded after seeing Cut almost fainted with swollen lips due to his actions.

“Rest! I want to pray first.”

Fais came out of the room with a taram filled with dirty dishes. He left Cut as a form of apology. Cut sat in front of the mirror staring at her puffy lips. His hair bristles every time he remembers the events he just went through.

There was a strange feeling running through his blood as he recalled the kiss after kiss Fais gave. Unknowingly, he smiled a little and ran up to the bed. She smiled shyly under the pillow while her husband felt a headache from his own actions.

“Cut is asleep?” asked Umi when she met Fais in the middle room.

“Numbered, Umi. Maybe later also out.”

“Better you guys rest only.”

“Good, Umi. The same ash Pak Cek has not returned, Umi?”

“Not yet. Already, rest there! Let Umi do the job.”

“Good, Umi. Fais to room first.” Umi nodded slowly while smiling at the son-in-law.

Fais who was about to go to the room suddenly stepped his feet towards the second floor where his cousin's sister still sounded giggling.

“You haven't slept?” fais asked Intan who was still playing with Rendra and Faris.

“Let's be a minute, Bang. This kid still wants to play. Brother not sleeping?” ask Intan.

“A minute. Hi Rendra..” greet Fais to his nephew.

During the matchmaking until the marriage, Fais and Rendra's relationship is not too familiar because every time they meet always outside without bringing Rendra.

Fais spends his time with them until his cousins and nephews step into each other's rooms. He sat alone leaning his head on the sofa with the mind wandering in an uncertain direction.

“Love and lust go hand in hand.” murmured Fais while closing his eyes.

Downstairs, Cut recently finished praying isya startled by the knock of the door.

Tok.dok...

“Cut, this is Umi.”

Hearing Umi's voice, Cut immediately rushed to open the door. Umi looked at the princess's face with a gentle smile. “Starting tonight you belong to your husband. Do not neglect your duties as a wife. Fais is upstairs, take him to bed!”

Umi passed after reminding the princess. Cut, who was still using her face, walked to the top floor where her husband was currently.

“Abang is salat?” cut asked quietly while touching the husband's arm.

“Newly. Come on, pray in the room only!” armed with advice from Umi, Cut ventured to hold Faisal's hand first to invite him to the room.

Faisal smiled happily at Cut's bold actions. He let go of Cut's grip and embraced his wife's waist with affection. Although afraid if there are house people who see but Cut tried to obey everything Faisal did.

“Abang salad first.” says Cut when they get to the room.

“Iya.”

Faisal performed his prayers while Cut sat behind the husband. He still uses his face. She waited for her husband with a word of takbir that he kept saying as a form of gratitude for this new life.

Faisal was surprised as soon as he finished greeting a hand outstretched from behind him. Cut kissed the husband's hands full of reverence. The two sat facing each other in silence with Cut's hand still held by Faisal. Occasionally Cut ventured to look at the husband but, the silence of the husband made Cut go awry.

Long silent, finally Cut ventured to first speak. “Abang moved first let me trim the alphabet.”

Fais woke up from his seat and undressed until his body was so clearly visible to Cut. Cut wrong behavior, he folded the prayer mat repeatedly to make Fais smile small to see the behavior of the wife. Fais takes the prayer mat in Cut's hand and puts it near the closet.

“Are you going to sleep using mukena?” fais asked and he slowly opened his face and then placed it on the nightstand.

Cut feels like he wants to run out of the room if he does not remember Umi's advice and his current status. He could not imagine what he would face tonight.

“Why are you so tense? Just relax. Oh yes, this afternoon I have massaged you now you have to massage me, will you?” fais asked as he laid his body on the bed.

Cut nodded softly despite his embarrassment but he had to be brave. Cut went up to the bed and began to massage her husband's legs. Faisal enjoyed the massage while enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of him. Meanwhile, Cut kept his head down in silence with occasional glances at Faisal who kept staring at him.

“It's enough, my legs feel good, thank you wife. Now it's my hand that needs your massage.” slowly but surely, Cut has to get close to Faisal to be able to massage his hand.

“Before, you ever mocked anyone?” faisal asked with eyes fixed on Cut.

“Abu, Umi but more often Rendra as a baby.”

“Who taught you?”

“Nothing, if only a massage like this, everyone can certainly.” said Cut involuntarily massage Faisal's arm down to his palm and fingers.

Faisal smiled broadly at the sight of his wife being eaten.

“Here too.” said Faisal then turned his body to face Cut who was sitting. Cut flirted because the husband was so close to her.

“What's the difference between spitting a baby and an adult?” faisal asked breaking the silence between them.

“If the baby has to slow down and be careful because the bones are still soft but if the adults are as good as we can.” Only a moment later did Cut shut up, Fais again made a startling move.

Suddenly, Fais changed his sleeping position by leaning his head on his wife's lap.

"Head too!” inevitably, Cut began to massage the husband's head gently but felt different because now Cut could not duck anymore.

There was the face of the husband who continued to look at him with a smile that was able to shake the heart of Cut at this time.

“You deg-degan not the two of us in a room like this?” the question is difficult to answer but from his behavior of course Faisal already knows.

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