Ana Uhibbuka Fillah (Series Loves You In Silence 2 )
32. Afrah (Side of Effect )
North Jakarta, 10:00 am.
The rain had just washed down on the city of Jakarta from this morning. The clock now shows at 10:00 a.m. Last night Mas Fikri and I stayed at my house.
The car driven by Mas Fikri runs at medium speed. The cold was still in the car to the point that I was shivering.
I hugged my own body to endure the cold. I want to say that I'm not used to being exposed to cold air. The car stopped on the side of the road, Mas Fikri turned off his car engine and turned to look at me.
"You cold?"
Unexpectedly, I grabbed the back of my hand. He rubbed my palm even blew it gently. Warm gusts of breath Mas Fikri hit the skin of my palm. Instantly I was touched to see the way Mas Fikri was like this.
"It's still cold?"
"Huh?"
Mas Fikri just smiled amusedly. He kissed both backs of my hands.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought you in this weather. Dad said he said you couldn't get cold."
I'm nodding. "Yes Mas. Sorry Afrah."
"I should be the one apologizing to you."
Mas Fikri released his hand to me. He turned the engine back on and drove it.
"We must hurry to get home so that you do not get cold. I'm afraid you're sick."
"Yes Mas. Slowly drive the car. The road is slippery."
"Yes dear."
I'm stunned. Just two words. But Mas didn't know that my heart was pounding. Even now my face is red. I glanced slightly at Mas Fikri, his face looked worried even though he remained focused on driving forward.
It was only a few days after getting married to Mas Fikri. We don't know each other very well yet, but when I saw Mas today, I'm sure he wasn't lying.
And I'm falling in love with her.
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Casanova Apartment, North Jakarta. At 11:00 noon.
After being on the road and stuck in traffic for about an hour, Mas Fikri and I finally arrived at a large high-rise apartment.
Residential Apartment decorated with forage trees and cool makes me so difficult even though I just saw it for the first time.
The car is parked in the bassement neatly. Mas Fikri grasped my hand entering the main lobby to go to the iron box door. It's always been this way since marriage, not even if she doesn't hold my hand.
How did I fall in love with her? Subhanallah.
"My apartment's on the 10th floor."
He slowly pushed the number 10 button in front of my eyes as soon as we entered the iron box.
"It's called an elevator. How to use it like this. After pressing the number ten button, let it go. This door will automatically close itself. Youunderstand?"
I nodded obediently. "Yes Mas. Thank you for telling Afrah."
Then Mas Fikri brought my wrist to be pointed to his lips. He kissed the back of my hand again.
Oh my God. Why does he always make me flutter like this? This is just the beginning. What about in the future? And I'm grateful for it.
"Either. If you're still confused, we'll learn again."
Then we laughed together. The situation now is funny. It's like I'm a kid who has a lot to learn about technology.
Ting! The sound of the elevator arrived right on the 10th floor. We finally got out of the elevator and went through the corridor of the apartment to find the door of the room Mas apartment was located. The floor I was on was a dark blue carpet made of soft.
Stop right in front of door number 15. Then Mas Fikri handed me a card.
"What is this Mas?"
"This card is an access to my apartment entrance or can be said as an electronic key in the form of a card that requires a high level of security. How to stick it here.."
I followed Mas's instructions by attaching this card to a magnetic platform that served as a key entrance to the apartment unit.
"Enter code. The code's our wedding date."
Behind my veil I smiled faintly. I started to push the number button and enter the code until finally the door of this apartment opened.
I nodded and immediately entered Mas Fikri's apartment for the first time and did not forget to say hello.
I'm amazed. God is a beautiful place to live. And now I understand this is what is called living with a treasure as a rich man like Mas Fikri who was once single. Just to be alone Mas Fikri lived in such a vast place?
A large apartment with a gray and white wall paint color and even the furniture also follows the color of the walls. There is a soft sofa in white even a minibar chair that is gray. The apartment looks clean and tidy. Even the smell of the room was so fragrant.
"You likey?"
I glanced to the side, Mas Fikri stood beside me. Without hesitation, he held my hand again.
"Alhamdulillah Afrah likes."
"Alhamdulillah. I'll take you to look around my apartment."
I just thought as Mas Fikri took me around looking at his apartment. We went to a very spacious and clean kitchen.
Apparently the kitchen Mas dominates the color of gray and white as well. Neutral colors for men.
"The room is so big. Has he been living alone all this time?"
"Yes. Before marriage I lived here alone."
"The kitchen is clean too. Does it rarely cook?"
"Yes. I'm too busy working. I often order food even barely forget to eat."
I took a long breath. I switched to the refrigerator. I opened and stared at the contents. Oh Allah, the Fikri... Does my husband not think about his health?
I saw a row of soda cans and ready-to-eat instant food in it. There is no healthy food. There is no fruit let alone a box of fresh cow's milk. I looked at Mas Fikri.
"Start sakarang Mas can't drink this.."
Irritatedly I took out all the soda-covered drinks. Not only that, I took out the unhealthy food from Mas Fikri's refrigerator.
"Afrah doesn't like this. Everything is unhealthy. Afrah doesn't want to be sick."
I was busy taking out some ready-to-eat groceries and moving them to the table. I glanced at Mas Fikri who was just smiling amusedly looking at me. Is there anything funny? My wife is worried that she is. Oh, my God, it sucks him.
I ignored Mas Fikri and turned his back on him for being busy removing the contents of the refrigerator. Unexpectedly a slow pull stopped my intentions.
"Later get it sorted out" said Mas Fikri casually as he closed the refrigerator door.
"I want to rest before Adzan Zuhur reverberates."
"But Mas-"
"Darling, it's cold outside. I want you to hug me while sleeping like last night. L like it. I feel like I'm loved and in manjain."
Instantly I fell silent. My face is red. And again, my heart is pounding. Then I can only resign when Mas Fikri takes me into his room.
It turns out that he is a big baby who likes to be hugged. Then I realized, behind the stern look on his face, behind his success in leading the company, Mas also had a spoiled side that always wanted to be near me.
Tears should be remembered in both of my eyes while looking at my hands that are now together in his grasp. Our hands are interlocked with the wedding ring as a legitimate bond for us.
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Tuh said Afrah, apparently Fikri has the same spoiled side of Afrah.
That's what Afrah felt on Fikri 😆
Just waiting for the reaction of POV Fikri aja later how, he prestige again the same us or not about the Afrah
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Thanks for reading. Actually last night want an update. But overslept 😂
Healthy always for you.
With Love 💋
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