Asyifa (Publishing Process)

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"SHIFA... YANG.." cried Raihan echoed throughout the room.

"BEHIND ME..." Raihan headed to the source of the sound.

"Well?" Ask Raihan.

"Light laundry." Syifa put soap in the washing machine.

"Udidn't stay waiting, go with mas yuk." Syifa.

"Where?"

"We're gymnastics, we're ready in the backyard, come on." Raihan pulls Syifa's hand.

"Get into the room? He said in the backyard." Syifa asked confusedly.

"You change first to be free of movement."

"But Syifa has no gym clothes." Raihan turned to look at Syifa, now they were in the room.

"There's pants?"

"There's but Syifa used to pack daleman."

"There's a shirt?" Ask Raihan again.

"It's long up here." Syifa pointed at her thigh.

"Pake the t-shirt yes..." Raihan's headed to the closet.

"Well, these pants are wearing Syifa's pants." Raihan thrusting the ash-coloured t-shirt.

"This grandfather?" Syifa asked to make sure, the article Raihan gave a short-sleeved shirt that must be very large on his body.

"Yes.just calm who see only mas really, the front door is already a lock so safe, gih change hot hunt."

"Yes." Yeah." Syifa agreed and immediately went into the bathroom.

Raihan was sitting on the bed, he could not wait to see his wife.

"Mas... So big..." Syifa came out while stretching her hands.

Raihan sculpted to see the look of his wife, black long pants, his gray ash T-shirt which must be very large on Syifa's body, even the circumference of his arm fit for 3 hands, and even the circumference of his arm fit for 3, and do not forget the long black hair that is scattered, errrrr.

"Yes..."

"Huh?" Raihan.

"The book is too big." Say Asyifa again.

"Ngga papa, pretty tau ngga who." Raihan approached Asyifa.

"Fortune you wear the same niqob, actually lucky mas, if you come out using this mas not sincere, very beautiful because. for mas aja, Syifa rich gini for mas a person." Raihan hugged Syifa.

"Okay we glide..." Raihan lifted his wife's body, heading towards the backyard with a slight run.

"Mas... Syifa can walk alone." Syifa's face heated up, she could not hide her smile.

Raihan did not reply to Asyifa's words instead turned around.

"Dizziness..." Raihan stopped hearing Syifa's complaint, he lowered Syifa and then held her arm because it had time to turn.

"Eh uh... not dizzy? Sorry yeah..." Raihan cupped Ashifa's face.

"Ngga papa mas." Syifa closed her eyes removing the firefly on her head.

"Sit down first."

"Get me, that's it." Syifa smiled gently at Raihan.

"Tell?" Ask Raihan.

"Yes..." Syifa nodded confidently.

"Okay now we start." Raihan started blaming the active speakers.

Raihan intends today he will spend with his beloved wife, because tomorrow morning he has to go to the office, the voice mba mba instructor has begun to sound, Raihan positioned himself in front of Syifa.

"Pull the breath..exhaust it.pull it again..exhaust it..." Syifa was still ashamed to follow Raihan's instructions.

"Thank hands, one. two.. no. four. let's go, Syifa is ashamed." Raihan walked to the back of his wife.

"Towards. eight.. one.. two... three... four... five... six... go to. eight..." Raihan moved Syifa's hand.

"Rich video clip Titanic hahaha...

Every night in my dreams

I see you, I feel you

That is how I know you go on

Far across the distance

Spaces between us

You have come to show you go on

Near, far, wherever you are

Haha..." Raihan was overjoyed, he instead sang ignoring the voice of the instructor who continued walking, while Asyifa, he lowered his head to hide his laughter, as powerful as Syifa was to hold back a laugh.

This is not the character of Raihan that Syifa knows, or this is the character of Raihan that he has been hiding all this time, a light, carefree, wide smile, gone is a cynical smile, a sharp gaze, a stiff facial expression, a sharp look, it turns out that TASTE speech CHANGES EVERYTHING.

"Hahaha.." Syifa's laughter broke.

"Why laugh? Ugly mas voice huh? fake huh?" Ask Raihan.

"Ngga really, just hahaha..m funny hahaha..." Syifa Jongko while holding her stomach, her laughter still sounded in Raihan's ears.

"Syifa's funny face." Raihan squatted in front of his wife.

"Mas from the morning make Syifa baper continue." Asyifa hid her face in the folds of her hands.

Raihan chuckled and ruffled Syifa's hair.

"Gemes really anyway.. when gymnastics if gini, let's gymnastics Syifa who lead." Raihan pulled Syifa up.

"Just like, Syifa's not good at it." Asyifa was getting used to Raihan, she began to convince herself to open up and remove the fear that still haunted her.

"But Syifa is following the real yes..." Syifa nodded, she tied her hair back together.

Raihan started his movements, ranging from warming up, skot jump, to dancing together, Syifa just laughed following her husband.

"Hahhh.. tired." Raihan sat down lesehan.

"The coffee is." Syifa brought coffee to her husband.

"Thank you." Raihan accepted it with pleasure.

"Same, Syifa cook first ya mas." Raihan held Syifa's hand.

"As good as it is, not to mention also come, here sits Syifa must be tired." Raihan patted the place next to him.

"His feet don't bend." Syifa confirmed his feet.

"Kan Syifa can cook the mas..."

"Syifa can't be tired, it's also 9 o'clock."

"Syifa isn't tired."

"I told you husband too." Raihan pinched his wife's nose.

"Thank you, sir..." Syifa said sincerely.

"Thank you for what?" Ask Raihan.

"Make it all."

"New gini aja, whatever will be mas lasain, right mas love Syifa, anyways that must thank you is mas."

"That's a dreadful mas again..." Syifa hit Raihan's arm slowly.

"Just like you..." Said Raihan with his grin.

"Syifa baper loh mas."

"Mas Raihanmu this will be a calm responsibility." Raihan embraces his wife.

"Kok nyium smells good." Raihan sniffed to Syifa.

"Isss.. mas is also asem." Syifa to release Raihan's embrace.

"Everything should love each other." Raihan is back to his wife.

"Who said?"

"Say her husband Asyifa Khumairoh Irta."

"Who's husband? Why is he talking like that?" Syifa followed Raihan's game.

"Because he really loves his wife."

"Hahaha I can." Syifa chuckled at the words of her husband.

"Hahaha. Syifa's laughter is nular." Raihan laughed.

"Rraces."

"Biarin.." They laughed together, I don't know what's funny.

In a marriage, making a husband and wife is worship. Worship if done will certainly bring rewards.

Looking at the wife is also an act to get a reward. Because God makes it easy to marry, because marriage will change many things sin into if done with a head. Ustad Hanan attaki said:

"Looking at the couple is like looking at the fog. Like the reward of people praying for 2 rakaat"

Halal a relationship, of course when accompanied by a wife this will bring a reward. Why so? when someone is not halal and activities with not mahram will bring great sin of course it is worth the amount of reward that will be done with the wife. Then every day husband and wife will be full of rewards together.