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The two parties together ended. Pandu's mother, who is now Jihan's in-laws, has been a few items to return to her hometown. There was dissatisfaction in Jihan's heart. But, Jihan did not manage to persuade Pandu's mother to stay with him any longer.

"It's just as busy as Ranti staying here just a few months away! Jihan kan still hasn't invited Ibuk with Ranti around Jakarta."

Jihan's spoiled attitude becomes a beautiful sight for Pandu. Because, he felt relieved that his mother had now really accepted Jihan as a daughter-in-law. In fact, his mother defended Jihan more than he did.

"Dam.... Jihan, you're like a kid. Ibuk Pandu has business in the village. Can't stay in the village too long. Ranti also has to go to school. How the hell are you?" Racau mama Jihan's.

"Yes, Jihan. Ibuk same Ranti can not linger here. God willing if there is free time, Ibuk same Ranti play to Jakarta again. Or, you are the ones who often go to the village. Let's plow the fields together."

"Don't forget to take Mama!"

Everyone laughed and enjoyed their conversation.

"Later, if Ranti is off school, play to Jakarta!"

"Ready or Tea. Ranti Teh is very happy to have friends vent now. Pick up Ranti's phone often if Ranti calls."

Jihan hugged Ranti's small body tightly.

"Yes dong Ranti. It must be very bad."

"Ranti, come on! I'm waiting inside."

The guide from the direction of the trunk of the car called Ranti who was still at home with Jihan.

"Your brother brought you too. Hihi...." Jihan responded.

The return of the Pandu family leaves haru. The palanquin standing next to Jihan was seen shedding tears. He separated from his mother again. Jihan is conscious and grasps Pandu's hand while smiling.

"Other time, we go to the village again!"

Jihan's silly smile managed to change Pandu's mood.

The plan, tomorrow they have started moving to the Pandu house. Feel the life of both. Jihan was busy from earlier sorting out the clothes she wanted to carry. So much scattered everywhere. It's been 3 hours since Jihan thought which one she'd bring. Scout until sitting limp looking at a messy room.

"Jihan, don't need everything to be brought. What matters. If there is less or there is forgetfulness, we can go back to Mama's house. Or we buy again. Later, if we have a plan to stay here, your clothes are still there for you to wear."

Jihan watched Pandu who seemed to corner her.

"You don't know the needs of women. If there is something urgent, it does not need to go all the way to Mama's house."

"Yes, but not that much either."

Scout stands and pick a few that he thinks are very important.

"This, this too, pajamas, some work clothes, casual clothes. Maybe you need this too. Yes, this is it!"

The guide offered some of the clothes he chose. Jihan resigned with a slightly pouting face. Pandu almost laughed seeing Jihan's expression. He whispered something into Jihan's ear.

"Don't forget your underwear."

Scout past Jihan just like that. Jihan who realized the direction of Pandu's conversation, hurriedly tidied up and put all her underwear in the suitcase. He grieved his shame at this moment.

'Pandu can see my underwear. I'm embarrassed.'

"From tomorrow, your obligations and responsibilities as a wife must be done Jihan. You are no longer the dugem-free Jihan and stop by night clubs. Take care of your honor as a wife. And keep the dignity of Pandu. Now, heaven you are in husband. Once you err to Pandu, or do not obey Pandu's orders, a great sin you will get."

Last dinner with the Jihan family, full of puffs from Papa. Jihan was almost tired of responding to her inexhaustible Papa cornered her. Pandu always smiled and laughed a little if Jihan was embarrassed flattened out by her parents.

"If it's a child's problem, don't delay Pandu, Jihan. That Allah may not hesitate to give you children." Timpal Mom.

Pandu and Jihan are silent. Because they decided to get married also not because they fell in love with each other. Being in one room only they are still awkward and stiff. How to think about children.

Jihan is representing.

"Ma, for now we want to both first. Our relationship was not long ago. Mau menggerasain first whose name is dating after halal. Later, if you have children, you are afraid you do not have time for both. Is that right, sweetheart?"

The kick at the foot of the palanquin jerked at him. Jihan's forced smile tries to ask for support from Pandu about the child. Honestly, Pandu really thumbs up when Jihan is lying. Clever with a sweet mouth.

"Hmm. Yes Ma, Pa. We still want to be satisfied with the first time together."

Jihan smiled in relief after getting support from Pandu.

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Packings of all the necessary items Jihan is neat in the trunk of Pandu's car. Jihan is upset, as she is not allowed to bring her personal car. This is all on the proposal of Pandu. Pandu wants everything Jihan needs whatever it comes from her. From there, Jihan will learn how hard it is to live in simplicity.

"Gue will buy a new car from my own money if you think I'm too dependent on Papa's wealth." How to speak with emphasis.

"Everything is with my permission, Jihan! Why has your way of speaking changed again? I don't like hearing it."

"Oh, huh? If you want the wife to obey the husband, also follow the will of the wife. It's not the husband's responsibility to rejoice the wife."

Jihan was very upset with Pandu. It was realized by Papa and Jihan's mother. Jihan immediately greeted her Mom and Dad. After that, he entered and slammed the door of Pandu's car.

"Patiently, please guide. Jihan is hard to understand."

"Please pamper Jihan with religious knowledge. Don't spoil him with wealth. Papa believes you can guide my son Pandu."

Pandu gave his true smile.

"Yes Pa, Ma. God willing Pandu can. Go with Jihan pamit first ya."

Experiencing her in-laws.

"Assalamualaikum Pa, Ma."

"Waalaikumsalam, be careful driving!"

Hand lambaian as the last farewell to release the princess alone with her halal man.

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The car stopped at a 2-story house. Simple but unique building. The guide opens the car door to let Jihan out. Jihan who was still emotional rushed out without looking at Pandu's face. Pandu shook his head looking at Jihan's attitude.

Scout lift up Jihan's suitcase and cage bag. He catches Jihan continuously moving the door handle because the door is still locked.

"It's still locked, Jihan. I open it first, right?"

"From the cake. Very long."

The door opened, Jihan immediately entered without saying hello.

"Assynolt...." Pandu.

Their room that he had known about before became Jihan's destination. Running fast on the steps worried Pandu who saw it.

"Damn, please don't be too hasty!"

THE BAMMM!

The door slings sounded. Repeatedly Pandu stroked the chest and spoke in the heart.

Jihan directly lunged at the bed releasing her fatigue and regret. Password guide. He tidied up Jihan's clothes and Jihan's luggage to the closet. If the fire is met with fire, there is no solution. Therefore, Pandu quietly waited for Jihan's mood to subside. Once Jihan was able to talk, she acted.

Not felt, Jihan woke up from her sleep that she herself did not know why could sleep like this. He was surprised to find out a different room than his. And sure enough, she forgot that she was now in her husband's Pandu house.

'guide. Where are the people?'

Quickly Jihan got down the bed and out of the room.

Tracing the entire room he had not been used to. The architecture of some rooms is very interesting and so detailed. The color of the walls is white equipped with unique wooden furniture. In 1 room became his current goal. Jehan's sharp hearing and smell knew that someone was moving from the direction of the room.

Kitchen room. The tall body is adept at playing kitchen set tools. Jihan is getting closer.

"Can you cook?" Jihan was amazed to see that hand stirring the pasta.

Pandu smiled at Jihan's question.

"No problem, right, if the nature of the woman can do? I saw you fall asleep. I'm sure, after waking up you must be hungry. So, I'm sure what's in the fridge."

Pandu tasted his homemade pasta. Already fit, he arranged the pasta on one plate for the two of them.

Jihan's hand was led towards the dining table. A glass of orange juice was also available in front of them. Before 1 bribe, Pandu guides Jihan to recite the prayer before eating. Jihan who did not know what her prayer was could only raise her hand.

"Amine...."

The guide scoops the paste and directs it towards Jihan. Jihan is confused and stiff. "Bismillah...."

Jihan accepted the first bribe from Pandu hesitantly. Second bribe for yourself. The third bribe Jihan received back. So next. Until Jihan felt drag and decided to chug the juice of artificial orange Pandu. Just now that the glass Jihan put on the table, Pandu has taken it back. And downing that orange juice, too.

Jihan observed the movements of Pandu. Without Pandu knowing, the lips of Pandu landed on the right glass was in the former lips of Jihan earlier.

Instantly, Jihan's mind wildly thought of a no-no. Imagine if he was in the glass. It was as if time stopped on Jihan's own thoughts. The Call of Guide evokes Jihan's delusion.

"Damn...."

"Eh...." Jolting and a blink of Jihan's cheeks gave off a red hue like a tomato.

"Your cheeks...why?" The Guide question adds to Jihan's nervousness.

Not wanting to be too obvious, Jihan quickly snatched the spoon from Pandu who had been hanging waiting for Jihan to take her bribe. Jihan's mouthfuls were in a hurry.

"Damn, I'm still hungry."

Jihan didn't want to hear her so nervous. Until the pasta was gone. Jihan got up and washed the dishes. He wanted to quickly leave in front of Pandu. The guide who is still confused by the fast movement of Jihan just resigned and chugged away orange juice so that the hunger is gone.

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After praying Isya, Pandu taught Jihan in reading the Quran and the correct prayers. So next. Jihan who was really willing to relearn, was very enthusiastic and began to apply in her daily life.

"It's not that hard, is it? The key is to always repeat. And if you can, every in your activity, interspersing dhikr, hafalin surah-surah and if you are free, read this Quran. God willing, everything is good. Always bring prayer and prayer! Pray not to stay."

The Guide message was heard by Jihan. Pandu and Jihan tidied the prayer equipment and the Quran. Return to the position of the bed that has been stuck in the middle of them.

This always makes them awkward. Each one always lies on his back. Silence awaits each other to fall asleep first. But, it was always Jihan who fell asleep first. Pandu deliberately restrained his sleepiness.

After Jihan fell asleep, Pandu will always observe the face of his wife. Stroking that face with a smile. His thoughts always replay the moments of their meetings. Pandu did not expect, this woman who accompanied him. Maybe, at first, I was forced. But, after living it, the affection and care began to grow.

In his prayer, Pandu always requested that this sense be stronger and his marriage lasting until the end of life.

Pandu's lips peeked long at Jihan's forehead and said a romantic message.

"Beautiful dream, dear."

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This is a visualization of Pandu and Jihan's house.

Simple, modern and contemporary.

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