Ana Uhibbuka Fillah (Series Loves You In Silence 2 )
27. Fikri (First Night)
This reception went well. The hotel ballroom that has been decorated with white themes adds to the impression of simple and beautiful. As beautiful as Afrah is today.
Invitation guests ranging from close relatives, extended family, school friends to fellow successful business people were present.
I checked the clock on my wrist. At 21:00 p.m. It had been 3 hours but the invitations were growing more and more.
I saw the twinkling gazes of the happy faces of everyone. Including my brother who was there. Who now sits with Aiza at a large family-only dining table.
I looked at him who was talking to one of the middle-aged men I knew named Mr. Amran, the father of the late Devika.
For a moment, I forgot for a moment this bitter moment of mine even though I tried hard to do it. For Afrah, for Father and Mother and all.
From a few meters away I saw Fara coming with her Mama. Fara smiled at me until she finally arrived at the stage.
With her chivalry Fara cupped her hands together in front of her chest only to refuse to shake hands with me who was not a mahram.
I just nodded and did the same. Fara hugged Afrah tightly.
"Huaaaaaaaaaaaa congratulations to Afrah!!"
"Masya Allah Fara. I thought you weren't coming."
I saw Afrah who was so happy with the arrival of Fara. They look like friends who have been together for a long time even though they are not.
"Of course I came Af! Actually 5 days ago I delayed my departure to be able to attend your reception. But sorry, but yesterday's marriage contract I didn't have time to come. There was something I took care of."
"It's okay Fara. I'm so glad you came. Let's take a picture first."
We also took pictures together. Next to me was Mama Fara who smiled politely at me after she congratulated me.
The photographer began to instruct us to take the picture. We were all smiling happily taking pictures as the photographer started to snap us.
The photo session is over. I saw Afrah who hugged Fara tightly again. In fact, after they let go of each other's embrace, Fara smiled again at me and finally she went down from the stage with Mama.
Some guests returned to the stage. I experienced it with a friendly smile. Accidentally my gaze met Fara's gaze who was now looking at me from a distance. He smiled, I returned that smile.
But from here I saw that smile turn faded. What's wrong with her?
"Sir?"
I look to the side. Afrah whispered to me.
"Yes?"
"Guests Father."
I looked to the side. God, why would I ignore my guest? I also experienced it until finally a few seconds later I looked to the place before, Fara had gone to disappear to where. Then I fell silent. Leaving an unsettled feeling in my heart.
"Mr okay?"
I nodded without seeing Afrah whispering in my ear. To dispel her curiosity, I clasped her hand tightly. We're finger-pointed.
"I'm doing fine. Believe it."
We stared at each other in silence. And just looking at me like this I really like to see the gaze that is full of attention to me.
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At 00:00 in the morning.
I just finished taking a warm bath and now my body feels fresh. I've been wearing plain light brown sleeping pajamas made from satin.
I've been sitting on the edge of the bed. I waited for Afrah who had not been out of the bathroom for 1 hour. I tried to ignore it, but I couldn't.
As a result, I walked over worriedly and stood in front of the bathroom door.
"Afrah?"
I knocked on the door slowly. Trying to resist patience and worry since then.
"Afrah?"
"Afrah are you okay inside?"
"Yes sir."
I breathe a sigh of relief. Finally Afrah answered my voice. I'm silent again. But I can't calm down.
"Afrah, if you need anything, just say it."
"Yes sir."
"Hurry out and rest."
"Yes sir."
I finally got back to bed. I'm waiting for him. Afrah did not come out of the bathroom. The feeling of unease finally made me come back to him at the door.
"Afrah?"
"Yes, sir, a minute."
"Is everything okay?"
Silent. There's no sound. I finally got the courage to open the door. I was surprised to see Afrah still wearing a wedding dress in the bathroom.
Without hesitation I came to him. Afrah looked nervous and regressed her steps.
"What's wrong with you Af? Everything all right?"
Afrah looks to bow her face. I don't understand what's wrong with him. Without hesitation I approached her then touched her chin for our gazes to meet.
"Afraa.."
"Yes sir?"
"Why you?"
"I'm.."
"Yes?"
"I. I just.."
Afrah looks to be bending her face again. I'm trying to be patient. This is the first night we'll be together. I slowly opened the veil. And there was a beautiful and sweet face of Afrah in both my eyes.
I took off the little crown on his head, placed it near the wasafel next to us. Then I took off her hijab and saw the crown of her hair that was jet black and still shaped like a pair of cepol-shaped hair on her head.
I don't say much. With attention I switched to turn on the water in the bathup and set the water temperature warm-warm nails then fill it until completely full.
I went back to the bathroom and put Afrah's sleeping pajamas near her white wardrobe. I walked over to Afrah and faced each other.
I slowly touched her cheek. "You took a shower. The water is warm. I'm just worried you're why-why in here since. After that we pray Sunnah after marriage."
I'm not waiting for an answer from him. I kissed her forehead gently and then passed leaving her on the spot.
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We just finished the Sunnah prayer after marrying two raka'at. We did not forget to recite and pray to God so that we could sail the household ark well.
I was still sitting cross-legged and changing position by turning my body towards Afrah. Afrah's face was fresh from the makeup on her face.
The water of ablution is still attached to its long and flattened feathers. If I'm honest, I like to see it.
Unexpectedly Afrah grabbed my hand then kissed the back of my hand gently. I smiled knot. Until I finally held the tubers in his head.
"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. O Allah, I ask for his kindness and the goodness of character that he brings. And I took refuge from his ugliness and the ugliness of the character he brought. Aamiin's."
"Aamiin's."
Then we both fell silent. As before, Afrah was still bowing her face.
"A little better?"
Afrah looked up at me. Then he nodded.
"It's Sir."
Without hesitation I touched the rope of the head of his face. I opened it slowly until Afrah's hair was clearly visible in both of my eyes. The long hair. Black and fragrant.
I smiled thinly. Afrah's sweet face with flat bangs on her forehead made me even more amazed. I also tucked a strand of hair behind his ear.
"Don't call me Sir or Dad. I'm your husband. Just call me."
"I-iya Mas."
I smiled again and rubbed her cheeks gently.
"Bag.."
"Hm?"
"Sorry it was old Afrah in the bathroom."
"It's okay. But if you can figure out why?"
"Afraa.." Afrah lowered her face. "Mafin Afrah is confused on how to prepare water in the bathup. Afrah doesn't know how to use it."
I couldn't help but be amused and funny besides laughing out loud. I almost forgot that Afrah was a little clumsy about the sophistication of technology.
"Please don't laugh. Afrah shame. Since childhood Afrah used to shower using a dipper in the bathroom. Soaking in that place was the first time for Afrah."
I keep laughing. Ignoring Afrah who said softly. She was really a different and unique woman until I finally did not expect that I was her husband.
Suddenly Afrah stood up while taking off her face skirt. Afrah folds her face and tongue neatly. Afrah put it on the corner sofa of the room. I quickly stood up and held his arm. I know that Afrah was not angry. He's just embarrassed. That'sthat's all.
I attentively carried her into my arms. I hugged him tightly. At first Afrah looked doubtful until she finally returned my embrace.
"Other times if you need something don't hesitate to ask for help."
"Maafin Afrah Mas."
"And this is an order from your husband. Youunderstand?"
Afrah nodded. I let go of our embrace and cupped both of her cheeks. I kissed her forehead gently.
The beautiful face of Afrah radiated in the dim lights of this room. Both eyes of Afrah looked at me fixedly. We were both silent for a moment, looking at each other which is now all right to me and Afrah.
Afrah's gaze was filled with the feeling of falling in love with me. I felt it even though I hadn't asked him. I kissed her eyes gently, tightly closed.
Why is my heart beating so fast. It's the first time I've been this close to a woman. My gaze turned to her thin lips. My instincts wanted to kiss her just like that.
I subconsciously followed my instincts as a normal man let alone this our first night. Afrah's face was already blushing red, I brought my face closer to her then..
I just remembered.
This woman..
He's not Afrah. Her...
He is Reva..
I have to remember my limits even though I wanted her to ask for my rights to her tonight.
With an erratic feeling I lowered both my hands on her cheeks from earlier. Afrah opened both her eyes. His eyes filled the question mark on me. I know it.
But I'm smiling. Covering everything. All I did was pull his wrist to get to bed.
"Let's sleep at night." I told him.
Afrah just nodded and lay down. Afrah changed position by sleeping sideways on my back. Why do I feel guilty. I don't know if he's disappointed in me or not.
But I ventured to hug her body from behind.
"I'm sorry. I'm just nervous." I whispered slowly to him.
"It's okay, Mom. We just got married and got to know each other."
And we both ended up silent. Time keeps going.. Afrah was sleeping very well. But it wasn't me who had to hold back in order to be around him.
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Just this early guys.new beginning of this loh 😆
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