Bismillah I Chose You

Part 8 | Let's Start Everything From the Start

بِسْمِ اللّٰهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْم

"It's never too late to fix each other and open your hearts."

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After his return from the residence of the in-laws, Shandra who had indeed God created into a rigid and raw-speaking figure was even increasingly becoming and tends to remain silent. Talking as necessary but once his mouth is open makes the one hearing the earache. As Farhan is currently feeling, the intention of the heart to go home quickly hoping to get a warm welcome from the wife. However, it turns out that expectations are always not in accordance with the reality.

"Loe's still angry because I didn't give Siska permission?" ask Farhan. He tried to eliminate a little ego and prestige for the sake of the sustainability of his household together with his wife.

Shandra, who was lying on her back to Farhan, only survived with her ringing and was busy with the shadow of a short chat with the in-laws. His brain feels dizzy if it concerns the momongan who became the first request of the in-laws.

"Gue apologizes if my words offend and hurt you," continued Farhan but still did not produce results at all.

"If there is nothing tuh diobrobin do not even rich gini. We both know that there is no love between me. But you also have to know this is our decision and we should be open to fixing everything. Unless you want to end it all." After saying that Farhan just walked out of the room. Already desperately he dampened his ego and emotions but all he got was the inertia Shandra showed.

Realizing the departure of her husband, Shandra wakes up from her sleeping position. Sit down with the head of the bed. Pondering and daydreaming are now his closest friends.

The door of the room opened again and with a reflex Shandra turned her head. His eyes met the gaze for a few seconds with the husband's eyes staring at him so fiercely.

"Gue just take a laptop doang, a lot of work that I have to do," explained Farhan told.

"wait. I want to talk for a while," prevent Shandra when Farhan is just about to turn the doorknob.

Without much protest Farhan approached his wife who was now sitting cross-legged on a mattress with a pillow over her lap. He sat right beside Shandra, waiting for her to express his intentions.

"Sorry," that one word slid free from the sidelines of Shandra's rannum lips.

Farhan's forehead was wrinkled to not understand. "Loe was weird, I'm sorry now." This is what came out of Farhan's mouth.

Shandra took a deep breath and threw it away violently. "I am well aware that I am far from the dream wife you crave. There is nothing special about me, in terms of kitchen and homework I am very weak. In fact, in terms of serving your needs alone I have not been able to run completely..."

"It's not like this is the deal between the two of us. There is no right or obligation or demand. That, from the beginning until now we apply. So, stop to talk about this, "cut Farhan quickly.

"Yes, I know that but Mamah's words made me realize that marriage is not just a drama that must be done according to the scenario we have agreed upon. Not only are we involved here but there are two large families that are the main trigger for our marriage," said Shandra then changed her position to face her husband. The nervousness was very clear on his flat face.

"We can indeed run this drama in accordance with the flow that we create. But, I realize that it is not good for the sustainability of our household and family both. As you said there is no love between the two of us. But can we start all over?" shandra's light is long.

For the first time Shandra gave a thin smile and took over the husband's right hand to be in his grasp. She desperately held the noise and nervousness that was now doubling her. This was the first time he had behaved like that. "Let's start all over?" he re-engraved the sweetest smile he had.

Farhan was stunned with a beating heart, he was stunned to see the friendly face and smile of his wife. "Loe's serious, right?"

Shandra nodded steadily. "Mind me to be the wife you want to be" she asked.

Dipper tubs together, not knowing his shame he hugged Shandra so tightly, and it made the two stiffen for a while. This is the third hug throughout their marriage. However, it still has a strong impact on both.

"Sorry my reflexes" he said after breaking away from his wife. He displayed his grin with his hand scratching the back of his head that was not itchy.

Susana instantly became awkward. The two of them kept quiet with their hearts busy with their lives there. Shandra's face blushed as she clearly felt the pounding on her chest. What is this taste? That's how it raged in his mind.

"Ekhem... Oh, yes about this morning I'm sorry. I'm permitin loe, but the departure should be the same as me," said Farhan trying to melt the atmosphere back.

"thank you. But does that not bother you?" sahut Shandra is happy not to play.

"No. When to leave?" tanya Farhan was enthusiastic. He became so excited after the conversation. If the morning drama did not happen maybe tonight Shandra has arrived at her best friend's house.

"Tomorrow in the morning, will you?" shandra asked doubtfully.

"Okay," in short, who immediately laid his body on the bed.

"Aren't you doing a lot of work?" shandra asked to glance at the husband who looked so handsome with a sleeping position on his back and a beautiful smile.

Farhan displayed a row of his clean white teeth. "So I'm boong, Shan. Actually there is no work," he said dismantling the lies he created.

Shandra simply nodded without protest. "Alright," said Shandra then went to the toilet in the room to fetch water. Two days ago he read an article that said that sleeping in a state of ablution is highly recommended. And he wants to do that.

"Sleep this well, ma'am" Farhan murmured and immediately closed his eyes to welcome the dreamland.

After coming out of the bathroom, Shandra saw the peaceful face of her husband in his sleep. He prayed and hoped that this would be a good start for his household. Before falling asleep Shandra took the time to read the letters of An-Nas, Al-Falaq, and Al-Ikhlas. Not to forget the dhikr that Prophet Muhammad SAW taught to his daughter Sayyidah Fatima az Zahro and Sayyidina Ali Karromallahu wajhah, which is to read tasbih as much as 33x, tahmid as much as 33x, and takbir as much as 34x.

Things that are considered trivial but so felt the impact. Practices that are simple and can be done by anyone, but often forget and lag behind to practice. May we belong to the class of servants who always practice his Sunnah.

▪To be continue▪