Cerita Istri Berjilbab Novels & Stories

Semakin mereka mendekat, degupan di dada semakin tak beraturan. Di jarak 1 meter, wajah mereka baru terlihat. Yang membuatku kecewa kedua pengapit itu ternyata bukan Tiara. Dan pengantinku ... wajahnya tertutup cadar warna putih. Ibu tidak cerita kalau istriku ini memakai cadar. Atau ini sebagai aksesoris saja. Sekarang dia sudah tepat berada di depanku dengan mata tertunduk tanpa melihatku sedikitpun. "Sekarang, buka kain yang menutupi wajah istrimu, Nak. Dia sudah menjadi hakmu."

She should hide what he should only see, not that he's seeing. Strangely, he wants to see her hair, badly. But she didn't give him the chance, even when she's sleeping, and it frustrates him to no end. From her facial hair, it looks she has dark hair and a lot of hair but she didn't once forget to put on her small dove hijab. Doesn't she get tired of always closing her hair and neck? She's the first girl he has ever come across doing such thing, not even his mother or sisters do that. They like leaving their hair in the open to have some fresh air but not his wife. Ugh.

The woman looked puzzled. "I'm Shabila. I'm currently carrying Gibran's child," Shabila declared loudly. "You're crazy! Don't joke about this." Viska's mother immediately became emotional upon hearing Shabila's words. "Do you think I'm insane? Coming to someone's house just to make jokes?" Shabila retorted.

Never dream of the impossible, or hold expectations from another. Live your life loving yourself! Because in this world, no one was obligated to love her. Iblis Jabril was a married man with over a thousand mistresses. The seas would go dry before she became the mistress that broke a household! Her racing heart settled, and she pushed to her feet. Holding the towel wrapped around her body, she withdrew a clean pair of clothes from her closest, which thankfully, the scumbag hadn't trashed, and rushed back into the restroom to change.

Whom did this bastard thinks she is? "Are you sure you are not mistaken, madam. Did you not hear of the wedding that took place between my husband and I?" Cecilia asked, thinking that this stranger before her won't have a deep knowledge of the kind of relationship that susbsists between her and Nathaniel Dave. "Oh!" Isabel faced Irene," Irene, there was a wedding you told me about, you said the wedding turned into chaos because some videos were played to prove that the bride was a murderer and a conspirator?"

Mpok Yetti alleged that he didn't believe it. Mbak Hamidah was upset because she was not trusted, even though the information she brought was difficult to obtain. "I swear. I am not lying. Ba'da Subuh tadi aku tuku bubur ning Bu Hajjah Awi, nah, Buk Sastri ning kono. Terus aku pura-pura mulih. Sing dak rungu, Buk Sastri pesan nasi tumpeng sing gede kanggo tamu bengi sing pengin ngelamar Ning!" (Java Language, means: After the Fajr prayer earlier, I wanted to buy porridge at Hajjah Awi, well, Mrs. Sastri was there. Then I pretended to go home. What I heard, Mrs. Sastri ordered a large tumpeng rice for tonight's guests who want to propose to Ning) said Mbak Hamidah.

Lisa composed herself on the seat before replying, "it's okay Miss Dilraba, conspiracy and backbiting is my job, I can scatter a fifty years old marriage of the clients wants so let's just get to business". Dilraba threw a fat envelope toward her, "that's a case of 1 million dollars, I need your help to get rid of an outlandish wife. But I heard that she was invited to a movie premiere which means, we’ll strike after the movie premiere"

she murmured and headed into her office. "Honestly Mira, I am losing my mind." Catherine lamented after she narrated what happened to Mira. "Are you telling me that your runner-away boyfriend has returned?" Mira asked, still don't believe Catherine. "Mira, he did not just return, but he is also my boss" Catherine continued "So when are you going to tell him"? Mira "Tell him what," Catherine asked "About Your son Ellis," Mira said. "I can't tell him anything. He may deny ever knowing me" Catherine said.