God's Choice of Mate

The shackled desire.

"Is Dek Rani sleepy?, "asked Ustad Fariz whispering to me.

"No Ustad, "I said as I removed his crib from my body.

Ustad Fariz smiled gently back at me and my eyes looked into her eyes that were so straight through the recesses of my soul. Really, my gaze was so amazed to look at him as well as him who looked at me fixedly.

Rubbing my head gently, he said, "If Dek Rani is not sleepy we chat first. Hows it? Is Dek Rani ready?. "

Ustad Fariz looked at me while waiting for my answer.

I nodded slowly, "Yes Ustad. Be able. "

Ustad Fariz smiled, listening to my answer.

"If you don't mind I want Dek Rani to call me Mas, so that we both feel better and more comfortable while chatting and not spaced because it's closer, " pinta Ustad Fariz to me.

"But is Ustad okay if Rani calls Ustad with Mas's call?, "how could I look at Ustad Fariz.

Ustad Fariz smiled as she narrowed her eyes as she answered my question, "Certainly Dek Rani. Because it was my request to Dek Rani."

Then, Ustad Fariz's fingers gently clasped my fingers, "I want to be closer and less distant to my wife who I love so much, Dek

Rani's. "

Both of our eyes rested again in a deep and warm gaze. Where in the silence of his lips, I can feel his sincere feeling of loving me even though his lips are tightly closed. And suddenly in the soft gaze of his eyes Ustad Fariz was staring at the poem, "In silence my eyes look beautiful at your beautiful face, and among the rows of words of my love for you, I slip a sincere do'a from the bottom of my heart to you, beloved of my heart. It is so beautiful, because with love based affection because God will strengthen the rope of faith both of us. Which makes this heart cooler when with you.Then like the moon and stars that meet in a blanket of the night that wrapped her. My body wants to stay close to you and enjoy a long, warm night."

Ustad Fariz then kissed my fingers gently. Where the touch of his fingers made my roma feather stand.

"Rani didn't know that Ustad Fariz was a poetic person, "my words broke the tension in me.

Ustad Fariz just smiled, and then he stood up to the curtain in front of us to pray. Slowly Ustad Fariz opened the curtain.

God, the night sky looks so beautiful with a sprinkling of stars. A sight that was soothing to me. Then Ustad Fariz opened a little window glass, so that the cool night air into his room. After that, he turned off the AC and folded the prayer mat. Next Ustad Fariz took drinks and small meals prepared by Bik Siti on a large tray on the table. I just looked at what Ustad Fariz was doing, while removing the face from my body and saw it neat and put it on a pile of prayer mats on a small shelf near the dark gray sofa bed. After that I fixed my hijab.

Ustad Fariz then placed the large tray on a soft tapestry as our pedestal sat down lightly.

"Let's get the Deck drunk while it's warm, "Ustad Fariz told me.

I nodded and received a long glass of warm milk from the hand of Ustad Fariz. By saying basmalah me and Ustad Fariz sipped the milk little by little, then put it again on the tray.

Ustad Fariz looked back at me seriously, which made me even more tense with his eyes.

"What's Ustad? Uh.. Mas, "my word is tense.

Ustad Fariz smiled again at my stiff attitude and was frightened by his gaze.

" Dek Rani, "call Ustad Fariz gently while rubbing my head again.

" Yes, "I replied with a heart that was pounding.

Our eyes meet again.

" Mas will not force yourself to surrender your body and soul, in order to fuse into one with the body of the mas. "

I listened to Ustad Fariz with the feeling of DAG... DIGS.. DUG...

"Mas loves you not because of Dek's lust. So let everything flow as it should until Dek Rani is really ready to fulfill the obligation as a wife, and vice versa with mas. Now we enjoy our togetherness after marriage to be able to continue to get closer and closer until the distance between the two of us is lost. "

"Yes, "I said slowly.

Ustad Fariz smiled back and made her face look even more dazzling in my eyes.

"Dek Rani can you hold your fingers?, "asked Ustad Fariz looking at me.

I smiled broadly, "Didn't I, Mas Fariz has done it. "

Ustad Fariz blushed in embarrassment, "Oh yeah I forgot Deck. "

We both smile and meet.

"What are you thinking?, "you ask with a thumping feeling.

Ustad Fariz approached himself back to me, and then he looked back at me deeply and deeply. This made me even more wrong to resist the strange flow that spread violently throughout my body.

In his gaze, Mas Fariz's fingers clasped my fingers and placed them near his lips and kissed him. Her gentle touch made me feel even more claustrophobic and so pounding .

"Mas thinks of you Deck, where the eyes of the mas are unable to release this look of the eye, Dek, who just wants to keep looking at your face and keep on tying up his sense of sight draws him strong to stay close to you Dek, " said Ustad Fariz as he rubbed my cheek gently.

I was even more tense and silent with a little lowered my eyes from Mas Fariz who was so making me feel more and more the tempest that burned my feelings.

Slowly Ustad Fariz raised my face and stared fixedly at my eyes.

Until without me knowing Mas Fariz softly kissed my lips repeatedly.

***

Meanwhile, Brother Reno was getting restless and not calm at all. His chest was sore and sore, his esophagus felt suffocated and tight. He woke up from his sleep, stood up and lay down again. However, it also does not make himself feel calm from the anxiety that is increasingly spread great in his heart.

He leaned back against the wall of the prison cell while carrying his notebook and continued beristighfar trying to make his heart calm.

Heard several times he continued to exhale, so that the tightness that held in the esophagus until his chest was gone. But his efforts were futile and had no effect on him.

Leaning his body against the wall, he tried to close his eyes. But not the sense of calm that he saw, the shadows of my face continued to cross his mind. Dengn quickly Brother Reno opened his eyes and looked increasingly riled up.

"What's up with Dek Rani? Why can't I stop thinking about him for a second? Did God tell me what was really going on? And what does den6 Rani have to do, " said Brother Reno as he put his hands on his head holding his hair.

Kak Reno's eyes looked at his notebook that had fallen on the floor as he held his head and he quickly took the book and opened it.

Leaning back and staring at the blank sheet of paper. Reno's sister poured her feelings back into her ink scratches.

The night is getting quieter.

Where silence comes to blanket tonight.

So does my lonely heart.

Full of anxiety about the dead taste.

She is my heart named Rani.

The ever present one fulfills the illusion.

To make my heart and soul more longing.

What are you doing Rani.

I feel tight and pain.

Is this anxiety related to you Rani?.

Actually, I don't understand.

But the night came.

My heart's anxiety is growing.

My mind kept thinking about Rani.

My heart also keeps mentioning Rani.

Even in every breath there is only Rani.

It's all about Rani.

Because it's so hard not to think about Rani.

Rani's... Rani's... Rani's...

When is your body really present treating this heart longing.

I need Rani.

Like an exhausted traveler needs water that soaks.

So did I.

Who can't afford to live without Rani on the side.

Who always loved Rani...

Reno.

***

Tonight, Brother Roy was mengingau and kept calling my name slowly and getting louder. Suddenly this made Aunt Desi woke up from her sleep asleep on the chair next to the bed patient Kak Roy lay.

Aunt Desi was getting panicked and gently patted Kak Roy's face to wake up.

And sure enough, Brother Roy opened his eyes while shouting my name.

"What's wrong?, " asked Aunt Desi looking at my face, Brother Roy.

However, Kak Roy just stared at Aunt Desi's face while continuing to call my name softly.

"You want to meet Rani, son?, " asked Aunt Desi while gently rubbing Kak Roy's head.

Roy nodded with tears in his eyes.

Kak Roy seemed to feel sadness, his tongue therapy was unable to say. Just Rani.. Rani's.. Rani is my name which he keeps calling.

Aunty Desi who was not in charge immediately contacted my number but was not answered, then Aunt Desi contacted Ummah and Mas Fariz and also did not lift.

It's night, they're all sleeping. I better send them a message to come here tomorrow, muttered Aunt Desi in my heart.

Then Aunt Desi looked at Kak Roy who was fixated on staring at the ceiling of the room where he was in care at this time.

"Let's send a message to Rani for a minute, so that tomorrow she can come to meet you, " said Aunt Desi.

Roy nodded and dissolved in his own mind. While Aunt Desi was busy with her mobile phone to send messages to me, Ummah, and Mas Fariz.