
"*Surely, only those who are patient will have their reward met indefinitely."
(QS. Www-pole :10*)
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The night was lost to change the dawn which was so cold that it pierced the skin. The little family was still asleep in a position to hug each other as if giving warmth to each other. They did not feel disturbed at all by the cold temperatures outside, until the sound of the morning prayer rumbles to break the silence, then one of them woke up.
Lira rubbed her face gently after reading the wake-up prayer. He smiled happily when he saw the two people he loved were still sleeping very soundly by hugging each other. Lira felt grateful because her prayers were answered, even though she had to go through many trials and tears.
Lira kissed the forehead of her sleeping little daughter while hugging her father in a frenzy. Long enough Lira looked at the face of her husband and child, then she woke Reza by gently rubbing her husband's sturdy arm.
"Master, let's get up. It's time for dawn." Said Lira while continuing to wipe Reza's arm.
Despite having returned with Reza, but Lira is still not used to calling Reza 'mas'. Reza has also repeatedly reminded Lira to no longer call him master, only that Lira still feels awkward and needs time to adjust again.
Because there was no sign Reza would wake up, Lira finally tried to wake him again.this time Lira rubbed gently on Reza's face while whispering in her ear.
"Master, wake. It's already dawn."
Sure enough, Lira's efforts succeeded. Reza squirmed as she felt the warm breath of Lira entering her ear.
"Dear, I'm up." Reza got up and sat down for a while to relieve his drowsiness. "What did you call me?" Reza had heard Lira's voice wake him up by calling him 'master'.
"Sorry, Lira's still not used to it." Lira replied while looking down in fear.
Reza saw fear on Lira's face, immediately grabbed Lira's hand and grasped it.
"Sir papa. But get used to it from now on, yeah. Because you are my wife, the mother of my children. Not my maid." Gentle Reza.
Lira nodded while smiling gently.
"Yes, m-mas."
Reza smiled at Lira's stiff answer as she called it 'mas'. Reza kissed Lira on the forehead and rubbed her head gently.
"thank you. Yes already, mas wudhu first yes, want to pray in the mosque with papa."
Seeing Reza walking towards the bathroom to clean himself and berwudhu, Lira immediately prepared cocoa clothes and sarongs for Reza, then Lira headed to the guest room where her mother rested for ablution.
Reza came out of the bathroom immediately smiling as he saw the prayer clothes his wife had prepared placed on the bed. How grateful Reza was to have such a patient and righteous wife like Lira.
Reza rushed to the mosque with his father. Since the presence of his grandson in his house, Martin became increasingly healthy and no longer complained of pain.
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As usual after the prayer, Lira sat down to pray to give thanks for all the good that God had given her. His patience has now borne sweet fruit. Her crying that used to sound bitter, had now changed into happy laughter.
After praying, Lira continued by teaching. Lira's voice is still the same as before, sounding so melodious that it touches the heart. The lira completes its Qur'an readings until the last leaf on the surah is read. However, he did not want to leave his place. Lira still feels comfortable with her current sitting position while holding her Quran which she had previously closed.
Reza, who had come home from the mosque, deliberately stood at the door to hear his wife teach. Then he approached Lira and sat down before her. Seeing Reza who was already in front of him, Lira immediately put her Qur'an on a small table next to the bed.
Reza's left hand grasped Lira's hand, his right hand rubbed softly the Lira temple which had a scar.
"It turns out your voice hasn't changed. Still the same as before, so sweet." Reza said, her hands still gently stroking Lira's face.
"What do you mean?"
Reza tekekeh amused, felt funny to see the expression of Lira who was so adorable in his opinion.
"First mas never accidentally kicked you njai,.merdu really until the heart of mas so adem dengernya. Mas stand in front of your room door until you finish njai keep mas back to the room." Obviously Reza.
"Well, Lira doesn't know." Ask plain lira.
"Well, baby, your door is closed."
Lira's face turned red as Reza called her dear. His heart beats so fast.
"Thank you, for all your patience. Sorry for all the old attitude. Help me to be a good husband and father to you and your grandpa." Reza said as he looked softly at Lira's eyes.
"Udah mas, don't keep apologizing. I'm sorry lira, really. We both learn to be good parents for grandpa. So that we can go to heaven God is together."
"Aamiinu. But at any time, I will still apologize. If it takes a lifetime, I will continue to say sorry. I realized that the mistake I made was huge. They wronged you very badly. He also said words that hurt your heart by rejecting the presence of the child present in your womb. The sins are so great. Even sometimes I feel ashamed of myself, ashamed of you too who are so patient and still want to forgive all my mistakes."
Reza was downcast with tears that began to flow profusely soaking her handsome face. A scrape of regret was clearly visible on his face.
Lira cupped Reza's face with her two tiny hands.
"Mas, that man is a place of caliphate. There is no man on this earth who has never made a mistake in his life. Every human being also deserves a second chance to make amends for the mistakes he has made. Likewise with mas, Lira gave opportunity because Lira believes that mas must change. That's why the Lira is still faithfully waiting until the mas come to pick up Lira. Not knowing why, Lira's heart felt very confident that mas would come. The Lira is grateful that God has granted the Lira prayers, although the Lira has to wait long enough for all of them. The lira must face many sharp pebbles to be able to pick up the happiness that God has promised and prepare for the Lira." Reply Soft lira.
"Thank you." Only that word could Reza speak to represent her gratitude.
Reza hugged his wife's tiny body tightly. The water grew increasingly heavy to hear the soothing answer from his little wife. Reza took off her arms and kissed Lira's forehead deeply, then her kiss turned to a scar on the Lira temple.
Lira closed her eyes as she received the warm kiss Reza gave her. Lira opened her eyes again, then rubbed Reza's still flowing tears.
"Udah or his cry. Embarrassed if looked at dedek, cook this ferocious papa so crybaby, anyway." Said Lira with a mocking smile.
"Dare to, jeered mas."
Reza tickled Lira until she laughed.
"Hahahaha, my gosh. Hahaha, it's already me." Said Lira on the sidelines of her laugh.
Reza took it off, tickled it in Lira's stomach. Their breaths frowned after laughing together. Before long, there was the sound of Inas's crying so loud.
"No, Grandpa woke up." Omel Lira opened her veil and walked towards Inas who was sitting crying.
The lira grabbed her child's tiny body into her warm embrace. Reza sat down near the Lira, stroking her son's head slowly.
"Papa naughty yeah, deck. Papa's noisy so his bed's badger, huh deck?" Lira.
Reza just scratched his nape that was not itchy. Feeling guilty for disturbing his son's sleep.
"Sorry papa yes, deck. Papa is naughty."
Hearing her father's voice, the adorable toddler was instantly silent from her cries and stretched out her hand to have her father carry her. Reza happily carried her little daughter. Reza kissed her daughter's bulging cheeks until the toddler laughed out loud. Seeing her daughter laughing, Lira and Reza also laughed.
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