Anila For Anala

CHAPTER 13 - I AM WITH YOU

Anila stopped the car right in front of her apartment building. Maliq stopped the bike right next to Anila's steering wheel.

What was? Maliq asked with a gesture of his head.

"Nothing" replied Anila.

Maliq brought his eyebrows closer together in wonder. Usually Anila turned right away, only opening the steering window and waving.

"Just ... Thanks, yes," said Anila again. There was a faint smile on his lips. His smile rubbed off on Maliq unnoticed.

Maliq only replied with a nod. Followed by a hand signal for Anila to enter immediately. It's a little difficult to communicate in the middle of a busy road down and down the car.

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"Good break, tomorrow I wake up sahur." Short messages go to the green logo messaging application on Anila's phone.

"No need, I'm not suhur," Anila replied hurriedly using a voicemail. Afraid the sender is asleep.

Anila's phone is vibrating. A series of numbers —not saved but Anila memorized—call.

"Hello, why not sahur?" tanyanya to the point.

"Not so. I don't like sahur. But I fasted, really. Take it easy" Anila replied without further explanation.

"You know, don't you, the virtue of sahur? The Sahur contains blessings. Allah and the angels pray for the humble" Maliq said.

"Maliq .. Maliq. I'm memorized. This is just a personal reason, Maliq. I don't hate the sunnah" Anila replied trying to calm Maliq down.

"An ...," said Maliq much more calmly. "Let not your hatred make God hate you. Assalamualaikum."

Maliq ended the conversation without waiting for Anila to answer the greetings. Anila was stunned to see the phone that had been disconnected. There is a feeling of guilt for refuting Maliq.

Slowly Anila opened the short message app, then typed in: "Wake me up at 3, yeah."

A second later came a reply to a cartoon emoticon raising a thumb, reading: "OK".

Anila smiled at the image of the emoticon Maliq sent. Imagining the look of Maliq is as subtle as the emoticon.

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Anila's phone is ringing. Quite twice the dial tone rang, Anila had already raised it.

"Yes" answered Anila.

"You're awake too, An."

Verily after receiving the reply of emoticons last night Anila was unable to close her eyes. There is a feeling of pleasure mixed with guilt. She is still a wife, but has more closeness to the opposite sex. Even old friends, still. Strange sparks always appear every meeting or exchanging messages.

"Stenny, yes, I'm on the phone?" maliq Goda breaks Anila's daydream.

"Okay," Anila replied as flat as possible. Don't want Maliq to be big head for it.

"OK, cook what?" ask Maliq.

"No idea what's going on in the refrigerator" replied Anila as she opened the refrigerator. See the contents inside. "There are eggs, chickpeas, carrots, broccoli, chicken breast fillets, the same ...," Anila was absent while pointing to one by one the ingredients she mentioned.

"Omelette. We make omelette. So our sahur menu is the same. How's it?"

"Fine, when, anyway, can I refuse you?"

There was a sound of satisfied laughter across the street. Instantly made Anila's heart warm to hear Maliq's crisp laughter.

Anila and Maliq both make omelette in the same way. Anila dictates step by step making her style omelette. This time Maliq said. He entrusted the way of cooking to someone who was already the wife of the person. Probably more experienced.

Both phones were left on. Connects every sound produced in each process.

"Good meal, don't forget to read the intention." Maliq. Momentary silence.

"Nake?" anila asked breaking the silence.

"Enak. So yummy. Especially if you're the masakin, huh?" maliq then followed his own laughter. "Crazy, yeah, I. Temptation of people's wives" he said to himself.

"Who's fault?" asked Anila while eating her omelette.

"Wrong you. Suddenly appeared," elak Maliq. This time it was Maliq who heard Anila's laughter. In the shadow of Maliq, the laughter must have made Anila's eyes narrow instantly.

"My charm is too strong, yes" said Anila, retorted by Maliq. Even though in his heart he agreed.

"So, why don't you like sahur?" tanya Maliq stopped Anila's laughter. Anila was sounding like she was breathing rough.

"Eh, you know what?" Maliq opened the conversation again. Anila had not answered Maliq's question before. "The woman had a need to speak 20,000 words a day. If not, it will be, yes, angry, irritable, so," explained Maliq without being asked.

"Do I like to be angry?" elak Anila's. "Sokay know!" Anila thunts.

"Still wanderlust?" seduce Maliq again. But this time there was no laughter. Only his heavy breathing was more clearly heard.

Anila gathers courage and strength to open the wounds of the past.

Bismillah. Hopefully this will relieve him a little.

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......Anila has started to open up, no. About what story, huh?......