Bismillah I Chose You

Part 1 | The Importance of Communication

بِسْمِ اللّٰهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْم

"Communication is the main thing that must exist in a household relationship."

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Being found, united, and juxtaposed with someone who loves and is loved in a marriage relationship is a very happy thing. But not everyone gets what they want. There are times when the reality of life opposes and opposes each other. No human being is capable of resisting the will of the Khalik, the God of the Universe. He gives what His servant needs, not what His servant wants. Gratitude is the key.

"Can I help you?" ask the husband who is now sitting on the sofa with a laptop on his lap.

The man turned a glance towards the wife who is now still at home with a standing position. "No, mending loe sit here to me."

The woman, dressed in a homely robe, nodded hesitantly and immediately sat down on the empty sofa beside her husband.

"What if I make coffee?" bargain Shandra who sat down with a restless and restless heart. The awkward feeling was still very obvious the woman felt.

Farhan's fingers dancing on the laptop keyboard instantly came to a halt. "It's up to you" he said and refocused on the work he was completing.

Such is the household relationship between halal lovers. Although still fairly newlyweds but between the two like there is a high and large bulkhead that blocks. Just a short chat, the two engaged in conversation.

"Please drink it" Shandra said after a cup of coffee she served her husband.

"Thanks" said Farhan.

"I have to go to the cafe tomorrow morning. I hope you allow it" Shandra said with her head bowed. She was afraid that her husband would not give her permission.

As long as his status changed to that of a wife he was no longer in the business world. However, his staff told him that there were few obstacles that he had to deal with on his own.

"Ok," in short without bothering to look at the wife.

"Thank you" said Shandra.

Without a husband and wife, it is known that there are four pairs of eyes that are monitoring the movements of both.

"Their relationship is still flat. Though their marriage was already one month," fought a middle-aged woman with a sad name Sekar, Shandra's mother.

"Patience. They are still in the stage of knowing each other" said the husband who was beside him. Rahman, such is the name of a man who still looks handsome at his age who has begun to age.

"Yes, but when?"

"Here it is, let them solve their own household problems" Rahman said.

A rough snort. "If you're rich keep going when we can get grandchildren!" he said and just passed.

Rahman smiled faintly at the grunts and complaints of his wife. He also wants the same thing as the wife but what can be done if in fact the hope can not be realized.

"It's late, you should rest soon," Rahman said to his daughter and daughter-in-law.

"Well, Pah," said Shandra so alert and obedient with the edict given by her father.

"I'm sorry, Pah, please" said Farhan after cleaning his laptop and some files that had been scattered on the sofa and table.

Rahman nodded and gently patted the right shoulder of his daughter-in-law with a knotty smile that Farhan did not know the meaning and purpose.

Farhan still looks awkward and not so free when together with his in-laws. He was always made nervous and out of stock of words when talking to the in-laws.

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The sun has shone, the morning has come the time to welcome this bright Monday. Run all his routines with passion and happiness.

"I'm sorry Shandra, Mah," he said. She was not yet familiar with matters relating to her duties as a wife. Including serving her husband in terms of preparing food.

"Don't get used to it, Shandra. You must be ready to be on standby in serving all the needs of your husband," Sekar said.

"No papa, Mah I can take it myself," said Farhan felt sorry for his wife who almost every day had to accept scolding from Sekar.

Don't be surprised to hear Farhan call himself 'me' he's just trying to honor his in-laws. Because he feels disrespectful if he uses the word 'gue' to someone who incidentally is a parent who must be respected.

"Here, we better continue the breakfast," said Rahman mediate.

Drama in the morning has become a familiar thing to happen in this family. Little things that need not be debated are often big things that are difficult to solve.

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"I'm sorry, for not being able to be a good wife" Shandra said. She was negligent in her new status as a wife.

Farhan who was focusing on driving immediately looked confused. "Udah. Talk Mamah do not be too loe thinkin. I also do not need you to make layanin all my needs. I can be alone," said Farhan who is still focused on staring at the streets that are now crowded smoothly.

Shandra was stunned in disbelief at what she heard. They are indeed very rare and never even talk seriously about the household they build together.

"We go first. Do not be complicated with the issue of rights and obligations" continued Farhan.

Shandra was unable to reply to her husband. He better be quiet and don't bother commenting.

"Shan," he called.

"Yes" said Shandra, turning her gaze which had been staring out the window.

"Gue wants to bring you to move into the apartment" said Farhan.

"Alright," Shandra agreed.

"Do you mind?" ask Farhan.

"No. Isn't that a must for me? Wherever you go then I have to follow" Shandra replied steadily.

Hearing an unexpected answer coming out of the wife's mouth made Farhan reflexively extend his hand to simply gently wipe the head of the wife.

'Loe is a good girl. But unfortunately I can't treat you well, ' her inner self.

Getting treated so makes Shandra's body stiffen. With a racing heartbeat. This was his first experience.

"Sorry" said Farhan after distancing his hands that had been so sassy to the top of his wife's head.

Shandra nervously made him immediately she said, "Ti-it's okay."

Instantly the atmosphere in the car returned to silence without any chatter like before. Shandra and Farhan struggle with each other's feelings.

"Thank you," Shandra said as the car they were riding in stopped right in front of her cafe. Slowly and doubtfully he took the husband's right hand. "Assalamualaikum," he said, who immediately came out and immediately walked quickly.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," answered Farhan staring in a daze at the wife's departure. This was the second time Shandra kissed the back of her hand. The first is after the contract and the second is now. Usually he can dodge and avoid but not for now.

"Loe's too good for me. Loe pantes dapetin men who are a thousand times more than me," he murmured.

▪To be continue▪