GUS IDOL

First Night

GUS IDOL

The Part 21

Gus Abdi put the bag of groceries on the bed, then sat down.

"Sit down the deck mriki, and immediately tell me what happened between sampean and the man." Tell Gus Abdi to signal me to sit next to him.

His expression was still flat, there was no smile on his lips.

I walked closer and sat down beside him.

"Sinten niku wau?"

(Who was that?)

"Mas Reza gus." I answered softly, I lowered my head.

"The neighbor proposed at the time?"

I'm nodding.

"Why did he say 'khilaf'? What did he do to the side?" Cecar gus Abdi.

"Emm. look.gus.." My tongue feels heavy to say.

"Hem?"

"Nganu.at that time.the day before we married her series." my words hung in the air.

"Why?!" Ask with emphasis. My heart was beating more and more and more, afraid that my husband would not accept.

"Jawab deck?!"

"He kissed me with gus!." Answer me in a quick tone. Then I couldn't hold back the tears that were holding up in my eyes, I let her fall apart and crack her cheeks.

"You kissing? How could? You two met?"

I'm nodding.

"Why Hilya? Why would you want to meet him and just be alone?! Is there really a feeling with him?"

"It's not so gus!" I'm getting sobbing.

"He asked me to meet him on the bridge. I thought he was going to kill himself. I'm looking for Azam's mas to accompany me but he's not home. While I was worried about gus."

"Then?"

"He pulled my hand until we kissed. Maybe he was on purpose, but billiahi kulo mboten was on purpose." I still sob with my head still down.

"Kulo apologized gus, for not being honest from the beginning. Kulo was afraid that the genitals were angry and disappointed."

Gus Abdi grabbed me from the side, rubbing my head gently.

"Here, it's nothing. I thought you guys were having a forbidden relationship. My mind's been everywhere deck. Thank God it wasn't as far as I thought."

My crying immediately subsided with his gentle attitude, I became relieved because Gus Abdi was not as angry as I imagined.

"Although there is actually a little bit of disappointment, but how else, until not intentionally right. It should be more careful to deck, keeping a distance from men who are not your muhrim. Moreover, that guy has a special feeling for you."

"Sorry gus."

"Yes. Wes don't cry."

I wiped my wet cheeks. Being in his arms makes me feel comfortable.

"Why then won't you not kiss?" He said as he let go of his embrace.

"He who is not your husband kissed you first!" Connect again.

Just now she looked gentle and forgiving, but why did she suddenly become fierce now?.

"Emh.it-"

I haven't finished my words yet, my lips have been gagged by hers. My eyes opened wide in surprise at his unexpected actions. My heart was beating violently, there was a strange sigh running through my chest.

He took off our kisses and walked away just like that into the bathroom.

I just stared at her strange behavior. Why her?

I held my lips and smiled blushingly with his touch that just happened. First kiss with my halal lover.

A while Gus Abdi was in the bathroom without a sound. What's wrong with her? Why did he suddenly take off a kiss and just go to the bathroom. Was he ashamed after doing so? I laughed at imagining it.

Shortly afterwards there was the sound of water gurgling and Abdi gus came out of the bathroom with a wet face and sloping sleeves.

"Dzuhuran yuk, deck." He said that avoided my sight.

Without answering, I went straight into the bathroom to get some water.

We perform dzuhur prayer in the room, because the time of congregation in the mosque has passed since.

Since the kiss scene earlier, the atmosphere felt awkward. Suddenly we became quiet but threw shy smiles at each other.

As I stood in front of the mirror tidying up my veil, Gus Abdi stepped closer to me. I could see from the reflection of the mirror, now he was standing right behind me.

His head was near the side of my head. Spontaneous my heart was pounding again.

"Sir," whispered in my ear.

"I'm luwe." (I'm hungry).

I laughed when I heard it.

"Not even laughing. We didn't eat at the mall. Now I'm starving." He said, holding my hand and leading me to the kitchen.

In the kitchen there is Nyai's mother who is arranging the dishes on the table.

"Lho, are you home? Since when do you not see?" Ask my mother-in-law who saw us arrive in the kitchen.

"Maybe it's a fitting gengan again pray buk." Answer Gus Abdi who has taken his seat.

"Please call your brother gus first. Let's have lunch together."

"Nuggeth buk." Gus Abdi got up from his seat and left the kitchen.

"Nduk, tomorrow join walimatul 'usry at his house mbak Qonita nggeh."

"But pinten hour?" My toot.

"God willing, at 8 am we're leaving."

"Snack."

Kyai Dzul came with Gus Abdi behind him. The four of us had lunch together at one table.

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"Call 'mas' only deck, don't 'gus'. I'm already your husband. Your neighbor that's all you call 'mas'." Gus Abdi protest when I just called him 'gus'.

I don't know why this time he protested, but before he was just indifferent when I called 'gus'. And again, he related this to Reza mas.

"Compose the gus, not get used to it." I replied as I went into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, all changing clothes made from T-shirts to make it more comfortable when I use it to sleep tonight.

"Then get used to getting used to the deck."

I can still hear Gus Abdi talking from inside the bathroom.

"If in front of others, what should you still call 'mas'?"

I answered the one who was changing clothes in the bathroom.

"Yes to. Let's see if we're husband and wife. Husband time alone is called 'gus'?"

"Special for wives should call 'gold' deck!."

"Nggeh. Let the genie's heart be happy, from now on don't call 'mas' wes."

"Well, it's better deck, if you're a submissive wife."

"Switch.nggeh.. gus. uh, mas!"

"Why did you suddenly ask to be called 'mas'?" I asked who just came out of the bathroom. I approached my husband sitting by the bed.

"Lhawong the Reza that's all you call 'mas'. Husband's own time isn't called 'mas'?"

Gus Abdi said with his lips. It really looks very funny.

"So this is the story of being jealous again?" I said with a small laugh.

"If the one who did this afternoon was also because

jealous?" Ask again.

"Which one?" The answer seems to be pretending to forget.

"Gayane lali jengan ki." I said patting his arm spoiled.

(pretend to forget this).

A moment later he stood in balance with me who was also standing in front of him.

"I forgot the deck. How about we repeat again let me remember." He said while holding both my shoulders. Slowly he brought his face to my face. My heart was beating again.

Without waiting for my answer, he had already landed the touch of his lips on mine.

I closed my eyes and received a touch from my husband.

"Dek," he said softly. I hope he doesn't say he's hungry again like this afternoon.

"It's night." Whisper again.

"Hm." I murmured softly looking into his eyes.

Gus Abdi slowly took off my veil, tidied up some of my messy hair around the earlobe. He kissed my forehead gently. Our eyes clashed with each other, with his nose sticking to my nose. I could feel her breath gently sweeping across my face, making me drift in her love cradle.

There is no longer any distance between the two of us.

"Bismilbornrahmaanirrahim. Allahumma jannibnas-shaithaana wa jannibis-shaithana maa razaqtanaa."

***

"My wife is beautiful, and fragrant." Said Abdi who hugged me from behind. He put his chin on my shoulder.

"With the roar ready for the mas, soon we will go to walimahan mbak Qonita and kang Haikal right," said I who was combing hair in front of the mirror.

"Died to change clothes, shower was also at dawn."

I don't know why I smiled when I heard what he said just now, maybe because last night.

"Nopo sampun dhuha to mas, kok ndempel-nempel mawon. Wudlune abort you."

(What is dhuha to mas, just sticking. The door is off).

"Not yet, it's over shubuh shajat not yet wudlu again. What is dhuha deck?"

"Sampun. Just now, that's just the genie outside."

"Ooh..! Thank goodness I am also my wife. And more dear." I peed my cheek from behind.

"Here change clothes mas, awaited abah kalih ibuk lo later."

Instead of taking off his embrace, Gus Abdi even tightened his circle of hands on my waist.

"Sek to, baby."((Momentary darling).

He pecked my cheek again with his mesra.

I pinched his stomach, he grimaced in pain.

"Still in the morning, don't be naughty gus!" I put my hand to pinch him in a row.

"Agod..!" He ran away with his laughter and went into the bathroom.

The next second heard the sound of water gurgling. I deliberately waited for him outside the bathroom door to nudge him.

Shortly after Gus Abdi came out, he gasped because I deliberately surprised him.

"Hayooo...!" I put my index finger in touch with her skin.

"Cancel lo deck." He said while avoiding his hand from the touch of my finger. Inexhaustible I turned my fingers closer to his face.

"Deek," he said in a panic, trying to throw his face back.

I laughed seeing that attitude too.

"If you don't back down right now, then we can take a bath of jinnabat again. Want some?!" Threatened him.

As soon as I retreated, I grabbed my hood on the hanger and rushed out of the room.

***

Qonita's house is not far from the pesantren, it only takes about fifteen minutes to get there. We boarded the car with a delivery by Kang Badrun.

I brought a gift and some money in an envelope.

Gus Abdi said that Haikal kang was one of the kang huts close to him when he was at home when returning from vacation from the cottage.

On the way my memory returns to the story of Abdi gus last night about the struggle of love kang Haikal to get mbak Qanita. Starting from the lack of blessing from parents mbak Qanita to the many rivals both from kang hut and from outsiders who also want to mhit mbak Qanita at that time.

Naturally, if many people like Qanita, she is a very beautiful woman and also smart.

"Jengan has also had a crush on Qanita mas?" My god.

"Mboten darling. Kulo only has a crush on one woman. That's a sample." He said by pinching my nose plan

I blushed hearing it. My heart blossomed hearing my husband's words.

"Indeed, why don't Qanita's parents disagree?"

Gus Abdi shook his shoulders, "probably because of the economic background."

"In the way that Qonita is beautiful and smart, maybe his parents want to find a better mate than Haikal kang. Haikal was just an ordinary farm boy. Nevertheless, the Haikal kang is very diligent in worship, tawadlu' and ta'dzim to abah and ibuk. Maybe that's why my brother and mother supported one hundred percent of their relationship until finally both parents mbak Qoanita melt down and approve of their marriage."

"When the question of the economy can be sought equally nggeh. Parent's property does not determine the success or failure of a child when it has hugged the household life." My words chimed.

"Rezeki already exists that guarantees the deck. As long as it is still breathed by the Almighty then do not worry about sustenance."

"Snack."

"Rasulullah only willing to accept sayyidina Ali bin Abi Tbalib ra. as his son-in-law even though Sayyidina Ali was a poor man. When asked about dowry sayyidina Ali said he had nothing but the armor given by the Prophet. Then the Prophet ordered Sayyidina Ali to make the armor as his dowry."

"Goddessa.. Kulo never read his story. Though at that time there were some more noble friends who also wanted to propose the daughter of the Apostle. But the Prophet made his choice to sayyidina Ali."

"Yes, because the Prophet knew that I secretly loved his daughter. Likewise with sayyidatina Fatimah Azzahra, he also secretly loves sayyidina Ali bin Abi Talib."

"If only, then all parents are like the Prophet."

"Sampean must also reflect on the manner of sayyidatina Fatimah deck, she remains patient and devoted to her husband even though in fact their domestic life is far from luxurious."

"Nggeh. God willing."

Sayup-sayup sound sound system that is getting closer disperse my daydream. Our car turned on an alley in the corner of the road stood a yellow janur tied to an electric pole.

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