
Forgive me for love.
I can't make you happy yet.
Because they are too weak and helpless.
After both of them enjoyed the heaven of the world, the two stared at each other.
And the mischievous smile of Anajib adorned his lips.
Then the handsome face with thin mustache and sideburns approached and he whispered to Dhea.
"Thank you baby you always make me feel calm and happy, but I'm sorry
it can't make you happy."
And Anajib's lips kiss Dhea's forehead.
Suddenly Syifa's screams startled the two.
"Abii. abi, called eyang kakung!"
Syifa's voice was heard from behind the door.
And his tiny hands began to shake
their bedroom door.
The abi immediately rushed to grab the towel
and rushed into the bathroom.
And generally hastily put on his robe then
step open the room door.
Syifa's open door immediately barged in.
"Umi where is abi?" Ask Syifa.
"Dear to take a bath, baby."
Answer the umi while tidying up the room, and prepare a cocoa dress and a sarong for her ashes.
After listening to his general explanation, Syifa
get out of the room again.
Anajibpun out of the bathroom.
And before Dhea passed to take a bath, she told him.
"Abi was called father, Tadi Syifa who said hunt there meet him." Dhea told Anajib.
The one who was neat was wearing her sarong and coco shirt.
"Maghrib, let's go home from the mosque to see him."
Anajib replied as he sat on the chair and opened his musaf.
"okay."
Reply Dhea and pass over to take a bath.
Just finished the shower.
The sound of the Maghrib echoed from the minaret of the mosque.
Their footsteps went to the mosque.
And Syifa looked happily between the two.
That sharp look was like it glittered like it was harboring a plan.
A couple of husband and wife passed through it.
As usual he always cleared his throat to hint or give a sign of notification of something that was not pleasing in his heart.
"The father had tried to accept the fact that Anajib and Dhea had legally become a couple, until finally the neighbors had already known it."
He told his wife who was walking beside him.
And his steps now entered the mosque.
All worshipers have stood in line at their respective shafs.
Finished praying congregation one by one leave the mosque.
Syifa ran over to her brother who was still sitting in his trunk
"Abi..,ayoo go home!"
And he stood up and walked home.
Syifa was so happily carried.
Dhea was busy preparing dinner.
After all the noble family's ready, eat
nightly. Everyone is busy with their own feed. Syifa can eat by herself.
Occasionally the umi helps cut the side dish. So happy and harmonious family view.
It was a picture of the family.
But it was different from what was stirring in the heart of the ustadz.
"Poster mo spoke."
His voice was heard restraining Anajib's actions.
And Anajibpun sat facing him.
Dhea tried to hear what she had to say to her husband, but the conversation was
not heard by him. After tidying the dining table Dhea chose to invite Syifa into the room. Fussy Syifa wants abi to read the story.
"Umi Abi read the story."
Syifa said he did not want to be with Umi.
"Darling abi was chatting for a while with his eyes,."
Persuade Dhea to her son.
In the family room the conversation was finally over and the ustadz had made his decision. Anajib has no power to refuse.
After making that decision.
He told his father to enter the room.
Dhea seems to be preparing her work clothes for tomorrow. And the little angel began to sleep in his sleep.
He seemed hesitant to convey the decision to Dhea. But after he thought about it finally
he chose to talk.
Dhea laid her body to straighten her waist. Dhea was astonished to see her husband only
sit quietly on the edge of the bed.
"Tell me why?"
Ask her husband.
"From tomorrow abi must stay in the cabin ustadz Maliki, because Abi insyaAllah from tomorrow has started teaching there."
Anajib answered while laying down his body beside Dhea.
Honestly, Dhea started to get jealous, and chose to be quiet
only when Anajib asked for his answer.
As already memorized by the nature of Dhea, now Anajib
choose to lie next to Dhea.
Now the two are drifting in each other's minds and no more talking between the two.
The silence of the night grew more and more pronounced in the heart of a Dhea, who was quietly shedding tears. It has been imagined by him especially if Anajib will go again.
The arm kept hugging Dhea.
But he was equally heart-whipped to imagine leaving Dhea and Syifa.
And there was no feeling the tears were dripping down his beard. His heart whispered in prayer that God would always take care of his household.
"I'm sorry love can't make you happy yet."
His whisper while hugging Dhea's body.
His eyes tried to close, hoping that his son and wife were always in the care of God.
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