HIJAIYAH LOVE
Hanafi Groggies

Karen and Hanafi arrived home, when it was late at night. The excitement of the two on the beach, making both of them forget time, as a result they returned after Isya's prayer'.

The car Han was driving, stopped in front of Karen's house, a security guard came in stricken on the sidelines of her sleepiness, to open the gate.

The security guard greeted his new employer's son-in-law and was met with a nod of respect and a smile by Han, while Karen looked asleep, after a long day of business travel.

" Good night sir, thank you" Hanafi told his wife's security guard.

" Good night, too." the security guard closed the door again, after the car entered the garage.

Han turned off the car engine, staring at the woman beside him who was asleep, once. Unable to wake her up, slowly the ustadz opened the seatbelt attached to the chest and abdomen next to the girl.

It made Han's breathing go up and down, his heart started to beat violently, even as he was about to open the seat belt, Han's hands trembled. The one in front of him looked very sharp.

Slowly the seat belt was successfully opened, Han immediately went down and opened the door beside Karen. Hanafi carefully carried the body of Karen bridal style, for the first time, entering the house and heading for their room.

At every step of the foot to the room, while carrying Karen's body, Han's legs and hands, continued to tremble and the heart also rhymed like the strains of hip-hop music.

Han lays Karen on the bed, opens the shoes, sticks the hijab, even Han calls the maid to help her undress Karen, and replaces her with a nightgown, but those who fall asleep still remain sound without the slightest resistance.

Han immediately enveloped Karen's body, which had changed into a negligent midi. Making some of Karen's innocent body visible to both Han's eyes. Many times, the man swallowed his saliva.

Not wanting to be considered as a brash man, who took the opportunity in a narrowness, then Han also immediately took ablution, and slept beside his wife until both of them, both sound until the morning before.

*****

" So, why not have breakfast?" azzam asked at the dinner table, when he found that his wife had not touched the food that had been made by the Rohimah.

Annisa still remained unmoved, just stirring the food on the plate, with a blank look.

" Subhanallah, my son must have started acting strangely again." muttered Azzam closer his chair, next to Annisa's chair.

Azzam rubbed the head of the woman who looked sullen beside him gently, his hand also rubbed the belly of Annisa.

" Dede dear we have breakfast with yuk, pity the mother if you do not want to mamam, we persuade mother yes, so that you want to mamam." Azzam monologues in front of the stomach of the wife who is still pouting.

Azzam scoops the food on the plate and puts it on Annisa's lips, but the woman slowly brushes her husband's hand, and suddenly.

" Huuuuuu, I don't want to eat" Annisa said spoiled.

" I also don't want to be bribed" he said again, with a sullen face that was increasingly singing his lips.

" If not breakfast, pity the dede right, he must be hungry, dear to the grimy grandpa in the stomach." Azzam continued to seduce the two-bodied woman.

" I want breakfast, just as long as I promise to buy you a balloon, and take me to the city park" he said again.

" Promise !" said Nisa still emanated a sullen face.

" Yes God willing dear, mas promise." chimpal Azzam who still holds a spoon filled with rice.

After successfully negotiating with the woman next to him, Azzam immediately fed the wife, alternating with her. Then immediately rushed to find a balloon seller.

" Nisa wants a lot of balloons, and not the ones sold in stores, but the ones sold in parks" he added.

" Yes, baby, I will definitely look for the balloon seller, now dear break yes, let me buy it." persuaded Azzam.

" No way, I want to go there the same mas." he said with a very manyun tone.

" Yes, I've been hunting for a change of clothes, which I've been waiting for !" azzam's orders, Nisa also immediately to the room changed clothes.

For the sake of pleasing the heart, the woman who was pregnant with flesh blood, Azzam was willing to do anything, as long as the woman was happy and always smiled when with him.

*****

"Horeeeeee is the balloon !" annisa said, pointing towards the balloon trader, who was still closing his eyes.

Azzam takes Annisa to the balloon seller, who is asleep.

Nisa instead of choosing one balloon, even one by one the balloon has been in his grasp.

Azzam woke up the balloon seller, and paid for it, after the seller was awake from his sleep.

It looks excited and exhilarating instantly from inside Annisa, when she sees the colorful balloon in her grasp.

This woman also took off the balloons in hand, released them into the air, in an instant the balloon floated upwards and increasingly flew up, following the direction of the wind that carried it.

Like a child who has fulfilled all his wishes, they are still sitting on the bench of the beautiful city park that morning.

A gentle breeze, and a warm blanket of sunshine gold, that morning. A memory for Annisa.

Annisa sat beside Azzam, staring up, where the remaining balloons were just a few, in the bright clouds that morning. They both enjoyed the togetherness that God gave them. And Annisa now changed into a small, simple laugh with her beloved husband, both of whom laughed off each other.

" Thank God for the return of my female smile." murmured Azzam gratefully wrapped his hands around the wife's arm.

******

BRAG.....