Bismillah I Chose You

Part 6 | Shandra's Other Side

بِسْمِ اللّٰهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْم

"I'm not one who gets carried away with sweet words."

- Shandra

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The sun has not shown the trunk of his nose but Shandra has awakened and is taking ablution water to perform prayers in the last third of the night. Salat that has been done for the last two months, he felt so sinful if he did not perform the sunnah prayer.

As much as possible he focused his mind on only the One God. However, there are always things that interfere with his concentration. The prickliness in prayer is very difficult for Shandra to get, almost in every last prayer and prostration he always prayed to always be given to prick. But it seems that prayer has not yet been answered.

Hold a prayer mat to face the Qibla and stand on it. Takbir echoes escape from between his thin lips that are natural red. Carrying out two tahajjud prayer rakaats and three witir prayer rakaats as cover. Taking the Qur'an mushaf which became a wedding dowry that he deliberately kept on a bookshelf that two weeks ago was bought. The chanting of the holy verse is beautiful though slightly faltered due to Shandra's inability to understand the tajwid and the proper pronunciation of Arabic. Understandably the birth of the Capital is still in the stage of learning and processing to learn His religion. It was only about four months and a week that he began to draw closer to the Khalik. Moving and changing in a better direction.

Kumandang Azan at dawn stopped his activities, immediately he woke up the husband to immediately rush to clean up, and went to the mosque which was not far from the apartment where he lived.

"What's bothering people to sleep." The grunt was Shandra got when she had managed to wake her husband.

"Azan. Hurry to the mosque" Shandra said.

"Ready Bu Ustazah," said Farhan immediately sliding into the bathroom. As depraved as he was in action and action, but never a little left the prayer that had become his duty. Yes, although it should be reminded in advance at least it is better than nothing.

Shandra smiled faintly looking at the bathroom door that was already tightly closed. "I'm sorry if I haven't been able to be the wife you hoped for" she said as she stepped into the closet to prepare her clothes. Koko is white with a sarong and black peci is the choice.

The bathroom door opened slightly with Farhan's head poking out. "Where's the shirt?"

With a step back and a hand extended behind Shandra gave her the clothes her husband asked for. Things that have become the habit of a couple of husband and wife. Both Shandra and Farhan are equally determined not to set up their respective aurat. It was a pact that both of them had agreed to since the beginning of the marriage. Yes, even if it's just a verbal agreement but they've agreed to it.

The bathroom door opened again, which distinguished this time the door was wide open and showed a man who was neat and handsome with a dressing of cocoa and sarong. "Gue go first" she said, leaving immediately. Without the goodbye and warm kiss she gave. Just like the days before.

Yes, that is the reality Farhan tried to refrain from excessive physical contact with his wife. She was afraid that it would make Shandra uncomfortable. Simply twice he kissed the wife's forehead, so he always avoided when Shandra was about to kiss the back of his hand. He's afraid of obscenity.

"He always leaves without saying a greeting" Shandra murmured. Not willing to take a headache he immediately run prayers two rakaatnya. However, before that he performed the dawn prayer first. One of the sunnah prayers that has priority, which is better than the world and its contents.

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Farhan smiled happily when he saw the wife who had returned to work in the kitchen preparing food for breakfast this morning. It seems like the effect of the KBBI book was very positive for Shandra. There was at least some wisdom from her annoyance and arrogance last night.

"What cooking?" he asked when he was sitting sweetly on the dining table chair with a chin that he deliberately supported with his hands.

Shandra who was sauteing capcay recipes that she got from the all-knowing google Mbah just turned a glance.

Not getting a response means Farhan re-twisted his brain to melt the atmosphere. "If her husband is answered," she casually approached Shandra and hugged her stiffened body from behind. It makes Shandra's feeling pounding. Even to take in oxygen alone it feels very difficult.

Like there is a strong magnetic pull in Shandra that makes Farhan want to always disturb and prank his wife. Though he was desperate to be polite and not rude to the wife. He was very understanding and knew very well that his wife had never been in contact with a man other than him, and it was only natural that at the time he made physical contact, he said, even just a hug will have a tremendous effect on the wife.

"Take me off!" shandra firmly after the nervousness she can get rid of.

With nosy Farhan even further tightened his embrace. Even now his chin was perched nicely on the right shoulder of the wife. "What a sweet dong if you talk to your husband," he said in a voice as sweet as possible. He wants to improve his home relationship. Marriage is something sacred and not worth toying with, even if the marriage is not based on love as he is now experiencing.

With trembling hands that had been sweating cold Shandra turned off the stove and threw away her husband's naughty hands. Flipping her body to be face to face and pushing both shoulders of her husband away. "It looks like you don't understand good and true Indonesian!" ketus Shandra with a flat face without the slightest expression.

Getting unexpected treatment from his wife made Farhan's body take a few steps back. "Women if romanticized must be klepek klepek is loe even behave anarchist rich gini."

"Why the hell do you always behave stiffly like me? I'm, you're loe's husband!" Finally glide also the question that he had been quieting all along. Their marriage is still a corn. But will it stay that way? It would be hard to run.

"That's just your feeling. It's better that we have breakfast," said Shandra did not want to discuss words of protest from her husband.

With the resignation of Farhan obeyed the order of his wife. She is further upset that Shandra sinlessly did not take her food. If his mother-in-law is still there, maybe Shandra has received a reprimand and a series of lectures as an additional menu.

"Why don't you eat?" shandra asked astonished as she was about to feed the rice that was equipped with capcay and omelet.

"Loe is very good if in front of bonyok doang," he grunted angrily took a piece of rice and side dishes that had been served at the dinner table.

Seeing this made Shandra cursed herself for forgetting not to serve her husband. "I'm sorry" said Shandra with her head bowed. Usually it is the mother who will rebuke and advise but now it is no longer.

Seeing the sadness on his wife's face made Farhan sigh long. "Udahlah ajaain," said Farhan trying to encourage the wife.

Shandra's rigid but very irritable attitude made Farhan difficult in acting. He is like a man who lacks self-confidence, clearly visible from his innate self who is too fond of looking down on various occasions.

"really?" Shandra's head looked up with a twinkle of anxious eyes.

Nodding the head of the Husband makes a thin smile rise on his thin lips. "It's just as relaxing as I am," said Farhan behaved normally. Although it is undeniable that he was a little disappointed.

However, there was a hint of happiness tucked into his little heart when he saw the thin smile on his beautiful face. For the first time he saw the look of a friendly face shown by his wife. Yes, even though it was just a thin smile, but that was enough to make her heart happy.

"It seems like I'm adding too much sugar" Shandra comments on her own cooking. His tongue is like eating syrup in the form of capcay. Hearing the words of the wife made Farhan curious and wanted to taste immediately.

"Everything if you cook again do not while shadowing my face. So sweetness, right." With confidence Farhan said so.

"Just try you didn't bother me earlier, maybe it didn't feel like this" grumbled Shandra who seemed to just realize her boredom was adding too much sugar. He was too nervous to forget how much sugar he had put in.

"What the hell am I?" sela Farhan does not accept. What's wrong with him? It's nice that Shandra blames him.

"I'm tired of having to argue with you every day" Shandra said.

"Have not been forwarded is not good for the health of your stomach," forbid Shandra when Farhan was still continuing his morning meal.

"Mubazir if thrown away. Mending Loe sat down sweetly to see your handsome husband eat" Farhan said. He's the kind of person who doesn't like to see food wasted. There are still many people out there who are hungry and struggling to find food. While he who is given food sustenance, the time instead throw it away?

Shandra only obeyed the orders given by her husband. She stared in disbelief as to why the husband looked so ordinary when eating his cooking. He who cooks is reluctant to eat it.

"I plan to go to see Siska. Are you allowing it?" seloroh Shandra to the point.

His last mouthful floated in the air in shock at the words of his wife. He put the spoon back on the plate. "When?"

"Maybe it will be late afternoon" Shandra replied after sipping a glass of her warm tea.

"Why did you just say it now? What do you think I am?!" I don't know Farhan's emotions were suddenly provoked. He felt unappreciated as a husband.

"Mamah and Papah have given permission" Shandra said. Hearing that even further ignited Farhan's emotions.

"Izin loe it's in my hands, not both my parents or bokap loe. I'm Loe's husband, but why am I the last person you'll ever tell!" growled. He did not recognize the figure of a woman who had been a month or more legitimate to be his wife. But is it this bad?

▪To be continue▪