Bismillah Love

Two men

The last day Syafeera carried out her third semester exam.As planned this afternoon they will go to Pekanbaru, actually there are still extra activities while waiting for the holiday schedule, but Syafeera chose to be absent from this activity, so she did not do it, so that the holiday time in Pekanbaru can be longer.

"Yes tomorrow can participate in the activities of BEM children, right..??" adrian asked as Syafeera passed through the finished hallway from the Dean's room.

"Sya absent first brother, want to return to Pekanbaru, there is business" replied Syafeera

"it's not cool if there's no you..."

"ni Sya just finished permission to Mr. Wahid directly.." they walked in tandem

"it's a real shame Donk. whereas the BEM kids miss your ideas.."

who misses BEM or Adrian??

"Sorry, brother... First thing this afternoon is off right away"

"Sya wait.." prevent Adrian while grabbing Syafeera's hand, but quickly Syafeera tepis to be released immediately.

"You can talk for a minute." Adrian's pinta.

"Sorry Brother Sya hastily.."

"Well, haven't you opened your heart yet??" Adrian asked as Syafeera began to step on her feet, and at the same time Aydan walked out of her room. Aydan was glued to the door of his room, and Syafeera stood between the two men.

Syafeera patted her eel, how not, there is a man who expressed his feelings in front of the husband.

Syafeera turned to look at Adrian... "Sorry, I can't.."

"why..?? still because of your father, I am ready to wait for Sya, at least you accept my feelings..."

"it was originally because of my father, but not for now??"

"what color is it, ideals???" Syafeera nodded

"continue because of what...??" adrian asked as he stepped, but one step Adrian took forward, one step Syafeera retreated

"She's already got a sister, sorry"

Adrian immediately stopped his steps, looked at Syafeera and it was clear Syafeera said her Tampa had the slightest doubt.

"who is, wasn't it all this time..."

"sorry, I can't tell you, sis, it's a personal matter, not too long ago, but I'm sure I feel, and I agree too.."

Adrian limp, how not did he wait a year and a half since first getting to know Syafeera, but always the rejection that he got, from the father's reasons, ideals, but for Adrian it was not a problem, he said, but this time it was so different, Syafeera had already given up her heart.who was that man? question after question in Adrian's heart

Behind his cloudy Adrian, there is a rainbow in Aydan's eyes.

"Sorry, I have to go...." Syafeera passes leaving Adrian and passes Aydan as well. Adrian was fixated on seeing Syafeera who was getting further away, but Aydan instead followed Syafeera's steps, because they had to go home immediately to prepare for the need to go to Pekanbaru.

Syafeera and Aydan returned home in a car, but Syafeera first exited the campus area. Syafeera prefers to look out the window, while Aydan focuses on driving. Arriving at Syafeera's house directly to the room, cleaning himself is Aydan waiting to grab his mobile phone by the bed.

Syafeera came out only using a towel, now that the activity has become a habit Syafeera, no shame as before. Syafeera went straight to her closet.and Aydan instead of rushing to the bathroom, he instead approached Syafeera.

Hugging her, leaning her chin on Syafeera's shoulder. Her eyes closed enjoying the smell of soap that Syafeera was wearing.

"mas hunt shower.. later we are late"

"it's all ready, we're leaving, and it's 3 hours away"

"mas iih, I haven't had a bath yet....I want to wear clothes..."

Instead of letting go of his embrace, Aydan turned Syafeera's body upside down, gently stroked the face of his mischievous wife, then changed to Syafeera's lips, the beginning is only in ordinary touch but Tampa aba-aba Aydan carried Syafeera to the top of the bed.

"mas...I just finished taking a shower." Syafeera protested, but it wasn't a big deal for an Aydan. When hearing the answer to the answer that Syafeera gave to Adrian some time ago, really it all makes him want to immediately channel a sense of happiness.not an Aydan if good at expressing with words.

Aydan whispered a love verse that is now very familiar to Syafeera, because the verse will always be Aydan said when they will unite love.. Syafeera resigned to what Aydan did, because the rebel was free, his path was only one, enjoying it, providing the best service, so that it is worth worship, because this is indeed worship for them. If there is coercion then that which hayal gets tired...

Aydan is cold, but at times like this he is able to warm, very warm and make Syafeera comfortable.

"Mandi together.." take Aydan after their struggle is over.

"No....Shay take a shower first, because if together the edges are more than a bath.." reject Syafeera.

"you're going to take a bath twice." Syafeera protested, but no response, Aydan took Syafeera to the bathroom with his cradle.

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Currently they are checking in, checking the data and baggage, after all appropriate, all completed they go to the next stage, starting from self-checking and default, after being believed to be safe, he said, they also wait in a room where it is according to the direction of the officer, just waiting for the plane number call as indicated on the boarding pass.

Twenty minutes wait, finally no plane they will board also ask the passengers to immediately go to the plane, and occupy the seats listed on the boarding pass .

Syafeera sat on her seat number, and put her small backpack in the upper trunk, after it was safe and finished Aydan sat her body right next to Syafeera.

"Udah ready...??" Syafeera nodded

"we read the prayer first yes.." again Syafeera nodded and Syafeera joined her hand.

"Allaahumma hawwin ‘alainaa safaranaa hadzaa wathwi ‘annaa bu’dahu allaahumma anta ashshoohibu fissafari walkholiifatu fil-ahl"

“Yes Allah, ease us into this journey, and draw near its distance. O God who accompanies the journey, and You also protect the family"

Calling the name of God in every little thing is mandatory, so that what we do is worth worship.it is so easy for God to give us the value of worship, only sometimes we like Lalai.

When drinking forget to read Basmalah, When will do something forget to read Basmalah.when whatever it is if we remember God, mention his name, not just a good thing that can be, but also, except also the value of worship.

Syafeera embraces Aydan's arm, rests her head on Aydan's shoulder, tired and sleepy, not only because of campus activities, but also because of Aydan.

"She sleeps..."

"sleep..."

And sure enough it did not take long, Syafeera was already asleep in the arms of the husband..Aydan stroked the top of Syafeera's head his smile was engraved. coincidentally curis them Model 2 - 2 so they are free without fear of passengers who coexist with them feel like a mosquito.

"his wife...??" asked one of the passengers next to them, Aydan turned to the left side, then nodded his head.

"new bride well." said the woman beside the man, if from his call it must be his wife.

"home of honeymoon in mas??"

"no sir, we live in Jogja, this is going to visit the family home in Pekanbaru.."

"New week where..??" ask the man's wife

"lack of understanding, ma'am, I happen to be the first time there, a wife who understands, my wife who is high there.."

"the definition of a merriment can be a soul mate well." added the mother, Aydan can only smile kindly in response to the husband and wife's comments.

"we are also Pekanbaru mas, my name is Pak Agus and this is my wife Wati"

"I'm Aydan sir.."

Pak Agus.

Two more hours of travel, and Syafeera slept in her sleep, even when it landed safely Syafeera was still asleep.

"Yes.it has arrived..." Aydan tried to wake Syafeera up

Syafeera tried to regain consciousness, after fully realizing they went down, Aydan's hand was always holding Syafeera's hand, As if afraid to disappear, father and mother have welcomed the arrival of the son and daughter-in-law.

Syafeera ran into the embrace of the mother...

"in the future, we get home first." said the father who made them let go of his embrace.

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