ALINEA LOVE

56

The first morning for Sora at her in-laws residence. Mentari has not shown its light, the sky of Malang city is still dark with a handful of stars that still survive there.

Sora was watching the clock on the wall. A few minutes ago she had soaked her dirty clothes and those of her husband. According to the video of the turtorial washing clothes that he watched last night, dirty clothes should be soaked for about ten minutes. Now he is counting down to complete the time.

"... six, five, four—"

"Assalamu'alaikum ...," Salam Almeer stopped Sora's countdown.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Sora saw her husband who had just returned from the dawn prayers at the mosque

"Why so?" ask Almeer?"

"Counting the clock, I'll soak our clothes again," Sora replied, "I'll go to the bathroom first yes, later if more than ten minutes can be color faded." He ran to the bathroom.

Almeer chuckled at the innocence of his wife. He went into the room and took off his gloves and coke. Leaving his knee-length shorts and a t-shirt on his body followed his wife in the bathroom.

"Can?" almeer asked his wife who was sitting on a small chair with a tub filled with laundry in front of him.

"Kucek kucek kucek kucek kucek." Sora practices what he sees in the video.

Almeer smiled and squatted on the other side well, he picked up one of the soaking underwear. "The cake is a bit wide, let the spit is finished, if small like that a long time later," suggested Almeer.

"Ooh, yes." Sora nods at the way Almeer washes her clothes, following her husband's movements.

"Can?" ask Almeer.

Sora nodded, "it seems easy," Sora replied.

"The brush is also as necessary, except that there are stubborn stains," said Almeer while giving an example.

"OK .., here the brush, you see, yeah?" sora Pinta.

Almeer noticed his wife who was trying hard to do a job that he had never done at all, the woman seemed to be trying very hard to be able to do her job well.

"Ouch!!"

Almeer immediately pulled Sora's hand, "why?" He noticed Sora's fingers, one of his wife's fingers was scuffed.

"Because of the zipper, hihihi." Sora laughed embarrassedly from not being careful.

"Udah, I'll continue to wash it." Almeer takes the shirt brush from Sora's hand but is held back by Sora.

"What's wrong, Al. It's just a little scuff ...,"

"But it's painful to get soap, Sora."

"It can still be withheld, rather than disappointed in yourself who can't do anything" Sora said with a sweet smile.

Almeer returned his wife's smile and rubbed her head, "thank you for working so hard" Almeer said.

"The same, Al." Sora again brushed the dirty clothes in front of him, "you want to make tea? or coffee?" ask Sora.

"No, no need to bother. I'd rather drink water, Sora."

"Oh yeah? seriously?"

"Yes, seriously ...,"

Sora nodded her head, she was happy to know one more new thing from her husband. Almeer still helps Sora, blackmailing clothes is part of it because he knows Sora's hands are not too strong to do so.

"Let me sunbathe, Sora." Almeer took his laundry to the backyard.

"Thank you, Al."

Sora followed her husband into the backyard, the moon still faintly visible among the oranges that began to spread from the eastern sky.

"Al, I want to go to your house first? there's something I can help you with there." asked Sora.

Almeer nodded, "yes, Ra."

Sora rushed to the main house through the backyard, seen in the kitchen already there are Ruby, Azizah and Ameera. There were also two young women Sora did not know helped there.

"Assalamu'alaikum ..," Sora said as he entered the kitchen.

"Wa'alaikumsalam ..," said everyone in the kitchen.

"I'm sorry, Ma. Sora just came here, it's gone straight clean clothes." Sora approached Ruby who was concocting spices on the kitchen table.

"Washing clothes?" Ruby was a little surprised, she saw Sora's reddish palm. "Wear hands?" ask Ruby.

"Yes, Ma."

"There's a washing machine here, why use your hands. Son?" ruby asked, he grabbed her daughter-in-law's hand seeing there were some abrasions on her finger.

"Meera ...," call Ruby to her daughter.

"Yes, Ma?" sahut Ameera, he approached his mother. "Well, what's the hand of Sora? that red?" ameera asked when she saw Sora's hand held by her mother.

"Your sister-in-law is washing clothes with her hands, look at all the blisters." Ruby showed some abrasions on Sora's hand.

"Tomorrow the washing machine, Sora. You must not be used to washing your hands" said Azizah who approached Sora.

Sora became misbehaved and unwell because Almeer's family worried about him just because his hands were reddish with detergent and there were blisters on his fingers.

"Meera give me the medicine, Ma'am," asked Ameera.

"No need, Meera. Just gini, what would be in medicine. It's okay, it's okay." Answer Sora.

"Really, Mommy?" ask Ameera.

"Yes, Meera. Thank you ...," replied Sora.

"Yes, Meera is cooking again, Ma'am." Ameera returned to the stove after getting a nod from her sister-in-law.

"Sit down, son." Ruby pulled Sora to sit next to her.

"Thank you for adjusting to Almeer's environment. But, Mama wants you also have to remember to make yourself comfortable first. Don't let all this be a burden to you, son."

"God willing will not be a burden to Sora, Ma."

Ruby smiled, covering Sora's right cheek, "you're going to experience a lot of changes, hopefully you can accept this situation huh, son."

Sora nodded and smiled, "yes, Ma."

"Almeer's a patient man, he knows how to treat his loved ones, son. God willing he will take care of you and take full responsibility for you. Mama's message is only one, you have to be patient to get to know each other" Ruby said.

"Yes, Ma .., thank you also because Mama and Mama's extended family want to accept Sora who still has many shortcomings."

"Together, Son." Ruby smiled gently by rubbing the back of her daughter-in-law's hand.

"What can Sora help you with, Ma?" ask Sora.

"Lap the dishes?" Ruby is looking for a job that her son-in-law can do.

"Ready, Ma!" Sora Seru.

Sora helps prepare the dishes for breakfast with his new family. In the kitchen that is not too big, Sora heard many stories about Almeer. Through the Almeer family, she began to understand a little bit who her husband was.

"... let alone when KKN first, bela-belain help him eat noodles with a handful of chili, until mas Al was taken to the hospital. Very bad mas Al good, until pain relief yes, Ma?" Ameera tells the story of her sister who is very sensitive by eating spicy.

"Oh yeah? that far?" Sora.

Ameera nodded, "yes, Ma'am. Until I thought Al it—"

"Sora!"

Ameera's sentence was cut off when Al came with Sora's mobile phone that kept vibrating.

"Why, Al?" sora asked, standing over to her husband.

"Hape you sound directly from earlier ...." Almeer gave Sora her handphone.

"Dragon?" muttered after looking at the screen of his phone, he shifted the green button on the screen of the phone. "Assalamu'alaikum, Ga. Sorry last night I forgot to reply to your message .... Ooh, yeah. I'm there...."

Sora stopped his phone call and looked at Almeer who was pretending not to steal his wife's conversation on the phone.

"Al ...," call Sora.

"Yes?"

"Guide me ahead for a while, huh?"

"What's wrong?"

"I have to see Aga,"

Almeer was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Ma, Sora stay ahead for a while, yeah." Pamit Sora's

"Yes, son."

Sora and Almeer immediately head to the front page, but Aga's whereabouts are not visible. They decide to exit the gate and find Aga there sitting on the hood of the car.

As usual, the man was still consistent with his flat face. His gaze was fixed on Sora, for a moment then turned to the man who was walking beside Sora.

"When are you going to Malang?" sora asked as she stood in front of Aga.

"Yesterday," answered Aga briefly, he gave Sora the car keys, "this is your car" he added.

"Parents of love?" ask Sora.

Aga nodded, "you must need it to go everywhere."

"No, ah. I go everywhere with my husband. So, I don't need that." Sora returned the car keys to Aga.

Not receiving the key, he moved to look at Almeer, asking the man to respond.

"Take it, Ra. You also need to go everywhere" Almeer said.

Sora looked at her husband. Although she needed a vehicle, she wanted to go with her husband everywhere.

"Who knows you'll need it, Ra," Almeer said.

Sora nodded. He lowered his hand, paring down to return the car keys to Aga.

"I said goodbye, Ra," said Aga.

Sora nodded, "thanks, Ga," he said with a car key in his hand.

Aga nodded, without saying goodbye to Almeer he went to the car parked behind Sora's car.

"It's the name of Ruby, ning,"

"Beautiful, yes ...,"

"Children of rich people, but I want ya sama—"

"Hush!"

The voices of the complex mothers shopping across the street were faintly heard by Ruby and Almeer. Sora was already staring cynically at one of the middle-aged women whose speech would offend her husband's family past.

"Ra ...," Almeer grabbed the car keys from Sora's hand, "go in, I parked the car." Almeer distracts Sora.

Sora nodded, they got into the car and took him into the boarding yard.

***

After the Ashar prayer, Sora asked Almeer for permission if he would go to one of the Mall with Ameera to look for clothes, but Almeer did not give him permission. Her husband promised to take Sora to go look for clothes tonight.

Yes, dating!

Sora patiently awaited Almeer's arrival. The hour hand slowly rotated until it pointed to the number five in the afternoon, soon Almeer would arrive.

Sora made a warm tea and a plate of fried bananas from her mother-in-law to welcome her husband. There was no food, as they would eat in the main house or have dinner outside.

Walk in tandem and join hands. Aah, imagining a date with Almeer alone had made the black hooded woman's cheeks meet red.

Sora immediately stood up and opened the door of the house when he heard the sound of motor matic stopping around his house. He smiled when he saw Almeer had parked his vehicle in the parking lot.

The man realized that his wife was waiting for him, he smiled and gestured to his wife if she would meet her mother first before approaching him.

"okay!" Sora forms the letter o from its thumb and index finger.

Sora closes the door of his house and awaits Almeer's arrival in the small living room of his house. Not until fifteen minutes Sora waited, the door of his house was open.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Sora."

Sora stood up and approached Almeer to kiss her husband's hand, "Wa'alaikumsalam, Al."

"Aren't you angry because I can't go to the Mall with Ameera?" ask Almeer.

Sora shook his head, "No, it's going to go with you instead." She took off the bag that was hanging from her husband's back.

Almeer smiled by rubbing Sora's head.

"I'm ready for tea, forage for drinks, still warm." Sora pointed at the tea glass on the living room table.

"You made your own?" ask Almeer.

Sora nodded his head repeatedly, "just make tea anyway I can, Al." He's bragging.

Almeer flicked his lips, rubbed his wife while sitting down and picked up a cup of tea that was still slightly puffing hot steam.

"You bought your own tea? Not what you used to make, nih," said Almeer when he smelled the aroma of tea made by Sora, then slowly he took a sip.

"Don't like it, huh?" ask Sora.

"That's great, Ra!" Almeer.

"Seriously?!"

"Long ...,"

Almeer's answer made Sora's smile disappear and change with disappointment.

"Hahahaha, kidding, Sora." Almeer laughed loudly, then sipped the remaining tea in the cup until it ran out.

"That's it, huh!" sora Mummings.

"It's just a little sweet, let alone drink it while looking at you." Almeer stood up and chipped his wife's cheeks.

Sora covers her husband's cheeks and presses him with anxiety, "just keep on fighting."

Almeer smiled anxiously at his wife's bashful behavior, then he kissed his wife's forehead, "i took a bath first huh?"

"Yes, Al. I'm ready to bring your change of clothes to the mosque." said Sora.

"Thank you, Sora."

"Together, Al."

***

The protocol road in the city of Malang is a little crowded tonight, the cold air does not make the residents stay silent in the house. Bergitu also with a pair of newlyweds who are busy enjoying every second of their togetherness.

Sitting on a motorbike with his right hand wrapped around Almeer's stomach was what Sora had been craving all along. And finally, now he can do it.

"Cold, huh?" asked Almeer when the motorbike he was driving stopped in the basement of one of the largest malls in the city of Malang.

The gray-clad, black-hooded lady nodded, although she was still cold in her jacket. He got off the bike and took off his helmet and jacket.

Almeer took off his helmet and put his helmet and Sora's on the rearview mirror of his motorcycle. Then take off his jacket and take Sora's jacket to put under his motorcycle seat.

"Yeah!" invite Almeer, his cold hand grabbed Sora's hand and then walked the two of them into the mall.

"We're dating, Al?" Sora emphasizes the activities they are doing.

"Yes, our first date was halal." Almeer's smile was staring at his wife.

"Ultimately if the road can't both hand in hand, there must be a distance here." Sora pointed between his arm and Almeer's arm.

"Yes dong! If it's not halal I touch you, then what's the continuity?"

Sora just grimaced and showed his teeth. "But you touched me twice before we were halal."

"Yes ..., sorry, Sora. Even if it's in a desperate situation, I shouldn't have done it" replied Almeer.

"Here, deh." Sora pulled Almeer's shoulder so that the man slightly bent his body because he wanted to whisper something in her husband's ear. "But I was so happy that you could hug and you touched that time" he continued.

"Hahahaha," Almeer chuckled at the whisper of his wife, he brought himself closer to Sora, "if now, let alone a hug, ask for more I will love. Unconditional!"

"That's what you want anyway, Al," sibir Sora.

"Hahahaha, my wife is very sensitive about it." Almeer's hand moved to embrace Sora's shoulder.

"I'm sensitive now to everything, tauuuk."

Almeer nodded loudly, "yes, Sora. Yes ...,"

Almeer did not stop teasing Sora along the way. Despite her anxiety and annoyance, Sora enjoys her husband's pranks.

Sora and Almeer entered one of the Muslim clothing stores. Sora's habit is still not lost, he always flounders when shopping. He took a lot of clothes and hoods that he actually needed or just liked.

The shopkeeper helps bring Sora's hand-picked clothes when Almeer's hand and Sora's hand look tired to carry them. While Almeer only followed Sora while giving an assessment when his wife asked for an opinion.

"Udah, Ma'am ...," said Sora while putting the goods he carried on the cashier's desk.

One by one the barcode tags hang on the clothes in the input through the cash register scanner machine, and a cashier assistant folds and puts them into a special shopping bag labeled the store name.

Sora pulled out the wallet after the cashier said the numbers he had to pay. But Almeer had already given a debit card to the cashier.

"Al! I can pay myself ...," protested Sora, he gave his card to the officer, "wear this one alone, Ma'am," said Sora.

Almeer took Sora's card, "already, Ma'am. Just use that one."

The cashier processed the payment through Almeer's debit card.

While Sora felt disinclined with her husband, if she knew it would be this way she could not take that much stuff. Almeer just smiled and pinched Sora's cheek so that the woman did not think anything. He returned the debit card to Sora's wallet.

"Thank you for stopping by our store ...," said the cashier when giving back the debit card and proof of transaction to Almeer, while the assistant cashier gave five shopping bags to Sora.

"Thank you ...," Almeer and Sora said, leaving the store.

"Dine first yuk, Ra?" bring Almeer.

"Al, I don't feel good about you." Sora did not respond to Almeer's invitation, "i will buy for my needs, I want to pay with my own money ...,"

"Whose book is it for?" ask Almeer.

"Make me, do it."

"Well, are you ready?"

"Your wife, but—"

"Well, that's part of my obligation to buy you decent clothes and you like."

"But right, Al ...,"

"Nothing but, dear Sora ...." Almeer pinched Sora's cheek slowly.

"Al—"

"Sora, I know you have your own money, maybe even more than me. But you have to remember one thing, I don't want you to use your money, not even a dollar for our household needs."

"But can I help you too, Al?"

Almeer shook his head, "as long as I can, use my money, Ra. Okay?"

Sora nodded despite the weight, from here she realized how much Almeer kept her pride as a husband. Therefore he did not want to hurt his pride and chose to obey.

"Oom Almeer!"

Almeer and Sora were shocked when they saw a four-year-old child suddenly come hugging Almeer's leg.

"Cloe misses Oom Almeer, you know," said the girl with her cubby cheeks and forehead covered in flat bangs.

Almeer raised the little girl's body and propped her up with one arm. "Hi, Cloe! Assalamu'alaikum ..," said Almeer.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Oom," Cloe put her hand around Almeer's neck, "Cloe seneng can meet Oom here,"

"Oom was happy too" replied Almeer, looking at his confused wife. "Cloe, you know dong. This is Oom Almeer's wife, her name is Aunt Sora."

"Hi, I'm Kianga Sora." Sora reached out to Cloe, "who are you?"ask Sora.

"Cloe Sagara, aunt."

sora frowned, "your name is the same as aunty's husband?" He looked at Almeer.

"Yes, aunt ..."

"Cloe!!" one woman shouted, her face looking worried as she approached Almeer and Sora.

"The moza?" peekkik Sora's.

"Oh my God, honey. Why don't you go tell Mama?" Moza takes Cloe from Almeer's hand.

"She's your daughter?" ask Sora to Moza.

Moza looked at Almeer for a moment, then looked at Sora and nodded.

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