Dusk In Eye Pelupuk
Little heart of Zafirah.
Shopping with halal couples, things like this often Agam met in the mall where he scratched. They join hands, sort and choose what they need be it their kitchen or their new home furnishings.
Remembering that, Agam only looked at the back of the wife who had pushed the shopping trolley first when she entered the supermarket. The desire to live his daily life like other couples carelessly terbersit in his mind, but again Agam must suppress that desire.
"I'll shop by myself, you can wait for me in the car."
Agam did not heed Jena's words, the man followed the step of the wife while choosing what vegetables she would buy.
Seeing that attitude, Jena followed Agam's activities of choosing vegetables and said "You shouldn't be here, as a wife, I should do this myself."
Smile lines etched up on Agam's face"Thought from where? as husband and wife we should help each other."
It was nothing, when she became the wife of God, never once did the man accompany her to do this kind of activity. The mother-in-law, Jelita, always warned her son not to be seen as a weak man. Especially about the kitchen, as busy as Jena, Dewa never made his own food, because Jena is obliged to always serve and take care of all consumption of the husband. The determination of Jelita is quite good, but the rules still run even when Jena is sick.
Remembering that, Jena felt uncomfortable when Agam accompanied her to shop for kitchen materials. However, the man's attitude, as well as cleverness in choosing meat and vegetables made Jena amazed.
"You're not worried, these ladies at the vegetable stand are looking at you."
Agam swept his gaze, it was true, the female visitors stared with a smile while whispering to his partner.
"Just shop, why should you be uncomfortable?."
"They're talking about you" whispered Jena. Very clearly, Agam looks more prominent among the women at that time, because he was the only one who was so loyal to accompany his partner.
Staying busy with his activities, Agam took over the trolley from Jena"You want to quickly find Zafirah no?," he asked moving to the fish area"Ah, I remember, you like grilled fish don't you? I'll wrap some fish for you."
"Well!!," Jena patted her forehead"I almost forgot Zafirah.
Agam made to laugh, actually age does not become a benchmark for someone to behave mature. Since together, Agam often found the childish side of Jena.
"No! the big fish looked scary, and the meat was different from the medium-sized one," the woman protested as Agam was about to take the big fish.
"Is that so? I'm still a beginner in fish business" said Agam. That's right, it can be said he consumes fish, starting when Jena presents grilled fish dishes to him at the beach house. For the sake of his respect for Jena at that time, with the feeling of ketar-ketir Agam ate his new dish. And..the taste of grilled fish is quite delicious, even very delicious.
Their interaction did capture the attention of other visitors, not just because Agam was so loyal to accompany Jena. The handsome face of the man made them unable to look at him at a glance. Tall sturdy, white skin makes Agam more striking with black shirts and jackets made from jeans that he wears. And as the man smiled warmly at the woman, how a pair of dimples made the women smile watching.
Also the beautiful face of Jena, whispers of the visitors guessing what their child will be like. Although small in stature, with a slim stature, also pure white, dressed like anything Jena looks so attractive, even in the eyes of fellow women.
The couple finally reached the cashier, after counting their groceries, the cashier allowed them to pay.
Jena gave a few pieces of money for her groceries, while Agam was taking mineral water in the refrigerator next to the cashier.
"Wear this alone", Agam handed the gold card to the cashier.
"Use the cash, that's it" Jena slit.
"No, just use the card" Agam said again.
The cashier looked confused by this couple.
"Are you husband and wife?" asked the customer behind Jena and Agam.
"Yes," said Jena quickly, Agam boasted a smile hearing the words of the wife. Her heart warmed as Jena acknowledged their relationship before the crowd.
"Let your husband pay for the groceries, hurry up. My son is waiting outside" said the customer.
Agam took the money owned by Jena which will be returned to the owner. Snatching Jena's outstretched hand that failed to take her money faster than Agam.
Without saying, Agam grasped and stuffed Jena's fingers into his jacket pocket.
"Hey," the woman was about to protest. Face meet.
Increasingly tighten the grip"Shut up," said Agam half whispered.
The speed of movement of the cashier deserves a thumbs up, in a few minutes they have stepped out of love. While holding hands like Agam wanted a moment ago.
"Ckckcck.
At Kyai Bahi's residence, a bus had just stopped in a large courtyard. Zafirah and a group of volunteers flocked down the big bus.
"Ustadzah Zafirah" call the little santri. They ran after the gentle women who often taught them religious knowledge.
"Don't run around" exclaimed Zafirah worriedly. The children aged 5 to 10 years were still running after Zafirah. The figure that they had longed for these few days, really, the kindness and tenderness of the woman was very much in their hearts.
"I help bring the bag ustadzah," said one santriwati.
"No need, if you want to help, help Anytime. He brought a lot of food to share with you in the dorm later," he pointed to the bus. There, they are gathering lives. How not, the woman ate a lot of durian fruit before returning to the boarding school, a long distance successfully shook the entire contents in her stomach, and the, until finally he who had never drunk land finally felt it.
Along with the angels, Zafirah smiled and laughed at their chattering when he was gone.
"Sir Yasmin was fierce, learning as much as Yasmine was scary," they began to complain to Zafirah.
Having reached the veranda of his residence, Zafirah pulled the little boy about 6 years old into his lap"Try saying, why is Yasmin's sister called fierce?."
"He didn't write an ustadzah" said another friend.
Zafirah laughs"Naaahhhhhh, meaning brother Yasmin is fierce not without cause."
The girl hid her face behind the big veil of Zafirah.
"Try ustadzah ask, is it true that Yasmin's sister is fierce?," he asked the other children.
"Hemmmm," like a choir, the children all four hum a sound.
"Who is fierce?," bud in love, Yasmin came out of the gate of the princess dormitory at that time.
Spontaneously the children laughed, as well as the little girl on Zafirah's lap.
"Aisha was just kidding ustadzah," she said, again hiding the face behind Zafirah's veil.
Yasmin laughed, followed by the other children who also laughed.
Anxiously, Zafirah pinched slowly the tip of Aisha's nose"Hayo, if this is who should be punished? Aisha or Yasmin's sister?."
"Aisha dong" yasmin exclaimed.
Bowing her face" Aisha was just kidding."
"Sama, sister Yasmin was also just joking," the slender-eyed woman's words re-published a smile on Aisha's face.
"This, brother Yasmin has a lot of souvenirs from Zafirah's ustadzah. You guys want to not??."
At the same time they pointed their fingers while exclaiming"You!!."
"Seek after Yasmin" exclaimed Zafirah to guide Yasmin to the TPA class.
Now it was Yasmin's turn to go after the angels, really, the sight pleased little Zafirah.
In the distance, Kyai Bahi was walking from the son santri class. Zafirah waved at his beloved Abi. A smile rose on that old face, still very handsome and attractive to look at.
The old man's attention was seized on the car that had just entered the main gate of the boarding school. Zafirah who recognized the car deeply took a deep breath.
"Bang Agam," he sizzled. His departure this time is indeed to avoid the wedding of Agam and Jena. And when the wound began to be slightly healed, why were these two people in mutual destiny present again before him???.
"O Allah, what kind of heart have you set on me? was she that strong?," she softly bit her lip as the car got closer to her.
To be continued....
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