Bismillah Love

Bismillah Love
Question Syafeera



Time passed, they enjoyed all the processes.. Aydan never expressed Love, but the name of the woman must demand a statement, but when viewed from Aydan ready, he can feel the love, he can feel the love, but it doesn't seem convincing enough for him.


"Sister Arga...Where's Aydan??" ask Syafeera suddenly who has entered the green with a bushel of food


"eh Syafeera, there's Sya inside, but again there's a guest.."


"yes I've been waiting here aja" Arga nodded plus confused, because the inside is not an ordinary guest, Arga is a friend of Aydan in High School used to be very familiar with Aydan, because Arga is not an ordinary guest, therefore, he was very much trusted by Aydan


Syafeera was sitting cool with her flat objects, while Aydan was in her room


"And (Goddess)....I know I've gone Tampa news, left you just like that, but I was forced Dan.... Papa same Mama maksa me, to pay her debt, ask the same you can not right?? we were both high school kids..."


"Larisa. I'm sorry about you, but I'm sorry I can't and I'm married.."


"don't lie to me Dan. You love me so much..."


"sorry it wasn't love, it was a temptation from Shaiton.."


Aydan repeatedly asked Larisa to come out, but Larisa did not care, so now Aydan is out, and when Aydan exits Larisa chases him and hugs her from behind Tampa shyly.


"Larisa freelin... embarrassed to see people" Aydan snapped and it made Syafeera look at the source of the sound, like a lightning bolt in broad daylight, Syafeera whose wife alone did not dare to hug Aydan in public.


Syafeera moves on and Tampa accidentally drops the provisions she brought from home, the dishes she deliberately cooked for her husband.


Prang...!!!


the stainless rice box also fell in surrender with the contents.


"Yes..." Aydan said


"sister Arga asked for help clean up ya." he said and then came out


"Sya wait.." cried Aydan by trying to let go of Larisa's embrace.


If it had been a few seconds, Aydan was guaranteed to lose track of Syafeera... Aydan is after Syafeera


"where are you...??" ask Aydan by trying to snatch Syafeera's motor key


"it's no business of the mas.siniin the key..."


"you are my wife, obviously it's my business.."


"trus hugs in public what does that mean??" syafeera asked with emotion


"car yes, later mas leusin..."


"no... I want the key to the motor.." joked Syafeera


"Sya dengerin said mas, entered the car" he said with great emphasis, Aydan forgot the stubborn nature of syafeera, Syafeera instead of heading to the car instead of leaving Aydan in the other direction on foot


"Astagfirullah.k kok stubborn wear really sich.." tails while running after syafeera.


Syafeera stops the motorcycle, forgetting Aydan's message that forbids riding a motorcycle taxi let alone a male driver..As Syafeera was about to ascend, Aydan quickly pulled her.


"sorry sir is not a sir." said Aydan apologized to the taxi driver.


"How the hell mas the same mbak this.." upset the driver


"this is sir in exchange for his loss..." Aydan gave the ojek a piece of rupiah to eliminate the annoyance of the ojek driver. brought Syafeera though full of repellents.


"forget a message before him." said Aydan sat near the car, actually many eyes are looking, but Aydan does not care about all that.


"forgot just now in whose arms??" ask cynical Syafeera


"come in first let me explain, do not play angry." said Aydan softly.


"Yes. enter dech.." this time Arga who came.


"because you are Ga." said Aydan with annoyance.


"sister Arga knows all this...??" syafeera asked with her sharp gaze


"yes, she knew this address from me, but not for any bad purpose, because she said she wanted to apologize"


"I'm sorry...??"


"Clearly dech Dan.


"if so we go inside first, let it be clear. let me know you guys.." invite Aydan.


"She wants to go home." refused Syafeera.


"Honey... (still by embracing Syafeera) know this Larisa. and Larisa this rise is my wife" said Aydan.


Syafeera did not answer, she instead saw the husband, the call of love made him gulp..


"you're trying to lie to me again Dan..."


"Larisa..all my staff know, she is my wife,.for what am I lying....and what do I need to announce in front of this caffe visitor, that she is my wife..??" aydan asked, their quarrel made the visitors notice them


"Larisa, this is real, she's Syafeera Aydan's wife, and you call me she said she wanted to apologize, right.." Arga


"Larisa.what happened between us in High School, it was wrong. and it was only a love of love, because all of that taught me a lot of rights.so no need to feel guilty, I've forgiven her.."


"Ga..you take care of all this mess, I'm the same Syafeera will go home..."


Arga nodded.. Aydan brought Syafeera to the car and did not forget to give Syafeera motor keys to Arga.."just enter the store later when it closes" Aydan added.


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Arriving at Syafeera's house straight to the room, even the figure of the mother as if not visible in her eyes


"how did you get home??? syafeera why..??" ask Aydan who just came in


"syafeera misunderstood Bun, there was Larisa to the coffeshop..."


"Laryisa..??"


Aydan nodded "Aydan must clear to Syafeera Bun..."


"slow down and have to be patient..."


"yes Bun..." Aydan headed to his room,.Aydan saw Syafeera stuffing her clothes into the suitcase


"where you going??" ask Aydan gently


"She's going to sleep in the guest room.."


"Yes.kan had heard it himself from Arga.mas never invited him to come.ok he is the past mas in the past High School.it has been a long time, it has been, and I also never got in touch with another woman again, not because I didn't move on, but I realized it was all wrong, and approached zina.."


"lih..."


"how do you believe the same, I've tried to be honest.."


"you must have thought of him, why is he the same?? Allah is all-seeing, by Allah I never messed around" Aydan embraced Syafeera who was crouching


"never leave the mas.mas will not be able to.." he whispered.


"why..?? the demands?? don't force it!!"


Aydan forcibly carried Syafeera and placed her in bed, Aydan sat right in front of Syafeera with Syafeera's hand


"From the beginning mas udh never said there is no compulsion, mas also already said mas will learn to love You...forget it??" ask Aydan


"Be my wife..mas asked for it before our marriage, did you forget??"


"ok reason we are married is all because of misunderstanding, but remember yes, our promise to God is no misunderstanding, God is very understanding of it all, God is very understanding of it all, even our status cannot be separated from God's destiny"


Syafeera is silent considering all the events where Aydan agreed to this marriage, she will learn to love him, will not force to fulfill obligations, all are clearly reflected in the memory of what Aydan said first.


"Sya.. mas has already said, mas is not a poet Sya, who is able to string the word.."


"Did you love me...??" the question that he had been quieting all this time, this time got away with so perfectly.


Aydan was silent as if his mouth was locked "once more I asked, what is it that I Love Me..??" syafeera


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HAPPY EID 1443 H


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