Dr. Ani And Family's

bath

"Yank.... I never prayed....that's how?"

"What?"

"Must pray again or what?"

"Try repeating...!"

"I never prayed..."

"The word before that.."

"What...?" Laila who was still in Lukman's arms tried to remember the words she had just said.

"Repeat from the beginning!"

"Yank.... I used to...."

"What do you call me?"

Laila smiled and understood the direction of her husband's question.

"Darling... Don't like it? what'd she want to call?"

"When did you love me?" lukman said as he grabbed his wife's head and drowned her in his chest.

"Since that time.."

"When?"

"I was the one who talked first..? Don't want to ah..."

"I love you.."

"What ?" Laila raised her head so that she could see Lukman's face, "don't hear that.."

"I-love - you" Laila smiled as she drowned her head in the chest of her husband's fluffy chest from the chest to the belly down

"I love you too" she breathed in her husband's sweat, which she thought was more fragrant than any perfume she ever breathed. Lukman also kissed Laila on the top of her head.

"How do I pay my prayer debt?" ask Laila again

"Ready prayer fardlu continue to pray again, the intention of mengqodlo pray. For example the dhuhur prayer his intention, usolli fardlodh dhuhri arba'a rokaatin mustaqbilal qiblati qodlo'an lillahi ta'ala. I Intent to meng qodlo solat dhuhur because Allah is obedient. Do not forget the istighfar and the repentance of nasuha. Promise to Alloh will not stop praying anymore" Laila mustard listening to Lukman's explanation while tightening her arms on her husband's back.

"Why never pray?" Ask Lukman.

"The name of the person living in the world must be given the test of life. If you are dead, you are not tested anymore. Enjoy the results during life in the world"

"Uhs... if you say that why always squeak so anyway..."Laila pinched Lukman's lips with her fingers.

That night they stayed up late talking about many things, no matter the morning before.

"Tomorrow I will register our marriage in KUA. prepare a photo of KTP coffee with KK. We're gonna have a simple reception at Dad's. Is there something you want, baby?"

"Honey ....? since when do you love me?" Laila asked her husband back.

"When? maybe since you prayed in a self-service mosque..."

"Buck...."

"Hum..." Lukman touched Laila's nose and walked down his wife's pretty face with his index finger.

"I want a proposal like people...."

"Is that what romantic means?"

"Not that... the mas family here the same as bring the cake decorated.. like that...."

"Ohh... It's just a cake, right? I haven't harvested 'cause, anymore, bokek"

"Yes, I'll try to contact the distant families of father and mother, maybe they can come"

"Hum..."

Laila twirled her index finger across Lukman's chest, forming abstract patterns. Writing her name, her husband's name, writing I love you. The face of Lukman. Everything touched. Vice versa. Lukman played his wife's hair, touching her face and other parts of her body with his fingers and sometimes with his lips made Laila flinch and repeatedly hit her husband's arm.

"Later in the bath read the nawaitul ghusla lyrof'il hadastil Akbari minal jinabati fardhol lillahi ta'ala prayer then the intention in my heart is to bathe to eliminate the great hadas of jinabah because Allah ta'ala while flushing the body with water. All parts of the body must be exposed to water, including the creases. Ears, eyes, armpits, nails, nose, mouth cavity, navel, qubuls or ***** should also be exposed to water lest anyone be missed. Understand no?"

"Yes later if I don't understand I'll ask the same question"

"There's Doni here, if my dad's house tomorrow there's a bathroom in my room" she explained.

"Waaah....." Just hearing that Laila was happy

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When Laila looked for bed linen in her closet she found a parcel that turned out to contain money. And he thinks it's a lot