Ana Uhibbuka Fillah (Series Loves You In Silence 2 )
30. Afrah (Freshings )
As promised by Mas Fikri, we finally checked out of the hotel this afternoon. We just left the hotel a few minutes ago and are now on the streets of Jakarta to refresh the streets.
The weather is so sunny. The heat is so hot. The road was indeed jammed, but I had no problem waiting for the traffic to end as long as Mas Fikri was beside me.
Mas Fikri just smiled amusedly especially at this time I tendered my head on his muscular arms, while Mas himself was driving his car.
I know, we've only been close in a few days. But he's halal to me, doesn't matter? To be honest, I'm actually very embarrassed just to do something this close. But, if not, then that awkwardness will continue to be between us.
"Mas."
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
"For?"
"Have proposed to Afrah and married Afrah."
"Alhamdulillah. Thank you for accepting me too."
The car stopped at a crossroads. The red light is on right now. Fikri took the opportunity, he turned to look at me while I was still resting my chin on his arm.
"Afrah dear Mas."
I just smiled thinly. Without a doubt he also kissed the tip of my nose. I immediately blushed red. I tried to dodge due to embarrassment but suddenly Mas Fikri prevented my intentions.
"What's wrong?" ask him who is currently trying to hold back his nervousness.
"You're beautiful. That's why I like."
Our gazes were equally intense. Mas Fikri's face was getting closer. I want to put my face back, but why don't I do it. Masya Allah. I fell into the charm of my own husband.
Our faces are getting closer. I closed my eyes when our noses touched each other. Then instantly just a kiss on the forehead. I just smiled shyly. I was thinking maybe Mas Fikri would-be
"How about we go to Ancol?"
"Ancol?"
"Hm. Wanna?"
Then I fell silent. I thought Mas Fikri was gonna kiss me. But I have been cold to degan. I looked at Mas Fikri again.
"What's ancol?"
Fikri looked at me for a few minutes. I don't know what Ancol is. Instantly Mas Fikri's loud laughter sounded. I turned to the side, Mas Fikri laughed back and forth until he held his stomach.
"Something funny? Is Ancol a place of humor?"
"Allahuakbar Afrah's... No."
"Then?"
"What year were you born? Now the era is sophisticated. There's internet. Televisa. Media news. You didn't know Ancol?"
I shook weakly. I stared at the beauty of my life that did not know modernization and advanced technology.Yes, how else? But I promise. I'm gonna study. As per Mas Fikri's message after marrying him.
"Maafin Afrah's. Afrah doesn't know. Ever since waking up from a coma, Daddy and Mommy banned Afrah from leaving the house. He said danger."
"So what have you been doing all this time?"
"When in Aceh, Afrah will leave the house when there is a weekly study in the mosque and accompany Mother to the market. After that Afrah at home, while at home Afrah spent time with worship, reading novels, cooking, sleeping. That's all."
"Aren't you watching TV or going for a walk? Maybe your friend?"
"Afrah chose to stay home instead of walking with friends. Most of them have families."
The car returned to running after the green light was on at the intersection.
" Tv Afrah time in Aceh is broken. We all listen to the radio. Mother prefers to listen to lectures. Dad's always busy being a chef at his restaurant."
Fikri just kept listening to everything. Our car arrived at the parking lot 30 minutes later. Where is this. Mas Fikri turned off the engine and looked at me.
"My restaurant in town, I gave it to Dad."
I'm appalled. "What's? Did you give it to Dad?"
"Yes." Yeah." Mas Fikri took off his safety belt and then switched off the safety beltku. "I can't be my own father-in-law's boss. I also talked to Daddy and Mommy if they want to go back to Aceh again, I have no problem. The house here can be for our temporary residence."
I stared silently at Mas. The shadow of Father and Mother will be far away from me making me sad. Instantly I lowered my face.
"What's wrong?"
"Em is okay. Come on mas."
I hide my sadness. I am ashamed to show it.
"You must remember, I have my own restaurant in Aceh. All this time Dad left it for me and put faith in his right hand. Not forever can I be here Afrah."
"Other acquisition I'm also worried if we stay in my apartment. My apartment is on the top floor. 15 Floor. You are afraid to take the elevator. Are you able to climb the 15-storey emergency staircase?"
"But we do not know for sure whether Father and Mother will return there or not. Father and Mother will inform us if one day they will go to Aceh."
Then I fell silent. Mas Fikri explained everything patiently to me. I looked towards Mas Fikri and I nodded.
"Yes Mas. Thanks for explaining. Afrah just hasn't gotten used to being away from Daddy and Mommy."
"There's me.."
I was stunned when Mas kissed the back of my hand. I immediately blushed red. But once thought again, I was right. I'm married, I should've followed wherever my husband was. Everything has changed, my life is the same, because my paradise is on him.
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I was stunned as soon as I entered the Ancol arena. I just found out Ancol is a fantasy world. A recreation area located in North Jakarta.
I stared at the amazement in the surrounding area that has been filled by various rides. One of them is lala. I was amazed to see it.
"You want to ride that?"
"Huh?"
"Yes go up on that."
"Is it safe? Didn't it fall?" Are-"
Unexpectedly Mas Fikri grasped my hand. "God is safe. There's me. I promise I'll always be there for you."
Then I fell silent. His gaze was so deep on me. My heart is beating so hard. I returned his hand.
"Then never stay in Afrah. Promise huh?"
I just smiled thinly. He didn't nod, nor shook his head. He pulled my wrist and pointed me there. Why didn't you answer?
Instantly I hesitated. I fear. No. gabe. Suddenly I shook my head. I thought I was fine, Mas Fikri would not leave me in this world unless God called him.
I'm sure it is.
But I will make an effort to make Mas will soon be sure of me even though he has not asked me for his right at this time.
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The lala ferret was already at a height of several meters which I could not count. But I like it as soon as it's up here. Everything is so beautiful.
At first I was afraid, until I finally got closer to Mas Fikri. I hugged his arm from the side. Both of my hands held tightly to his. Our fingers are interlocked.
I stared to the side, the streets of the capital city of Jakarta look beautiful in the afternoon. There are so many high-rise buildings towering skyscrapers.
Allah is the Great and Creator of the Universe. God gave man's mind and mind to make buildings that tall.
"Em Afrah?"
I look to the side. I looked at Mas Firki who looked nervous and agitated.
"Yes Mas?"
"You. em can be far away a little? You've been squeezing me out since."
I'm speechless. I don't feel like I'm squeezing him at all. I even show it to him. He looked strangely, but from here I saw the look on his face.
Why did Mas Fikri look red and look serious?
Is she okay?
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Maybe he's groggy with you that whip Af.
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