Halal Lover

The Part 15

"A beautiful and handsome young man before the eyes can no longer captivate the heart, when a pleasant person is present to win your heart. Not just winning your eyes."

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DUSK began to hang in the sky. A beautiful orange silhouette appears on the horizon.

Currently, Ahmad Rashid's extended family is preparing to perform maghrib prayers, except for Naufal and Aina. They had already returned to Semarang because there was a sudden call from the office that required Naufal to attend as soon as possible.

"Nazwa, where's Alif?" ahmad asked as he walked out of his room.

Nazwa who was preparing dinner with his Ummi turned his head. "Still in the room, Bi."

"Call, Son. Say, invited Abi to pray for congregation in the mosque," said Abi Ahmad.

"Why not go home, Bi?" Nazwa was surprised, because usually they would pray together at home.

"The man prayed together, dear. Like the soldiers, they were joined in forming a line, to defend the religion of God." Abi Ahmad smiled and patted the head of his youngest daughter. "And again, the congregational prayer is a much greater reward than the solitary prayer."

"And when thou (Muhammad) is in the midst of them (your friend) and thou shalt pray with them, let one of them stand with thee (sholat) and bear their weapons, then when they (who pray with you) prostrate (have perfected a rakaat) then let them move from behind you (to face the enemy) and let other groups who have not prayed, come, then they pray with you, and let them be prepared and bear their weapons. The disbelievers want you to let your guard down against your weapons and your property, and they attack you at once. And it is not why you lay down your weapons, if you have any trouble because of the rain or because you are sick, and prepare for your vainness. Indeed, Allah has prepared a humiliating punishment for the disbelievers."

(QS. An-Nisa' 4: Verse 102)

"Yaudah then Nazwa call Brother Alif first." Then Nazwa passed from before his brother.

Arriving in the room, Nazwa saw Alif who had just finished bathing. The man stood in front of the closet wearing a boxer, drying his wet hair using a towel, making him seem more handsome.

Nazwa shook his head violently, a second later he went into his room - which had now turned into Alif's room as well of course - with as slow a step as possible.

"Sister," his great-grandson softly, his head lowered not daring to look at Alif.

Alif looks surprised by Nazwa's sudden arrival, but a second later he smiles. "Yes?"

"dm ... Ka-kak was awaited by abi, he invited Kakar to pray for congregation in the mosque," Nazwa said.

Seeing Nazwa's nervousness made Alif chuckle. "Yes. I'll change clothes first."

Nazwa nodded then intended to get out before Alif's voice stopped his steps.

"Nazwa."

Back turning. "Y-yes?" the answer is still down.

"Can you help me get my holster in the suitcase?" asked Alif who was replied nod by his wife.

When Alif's large suitcase opened, the scent of the male's distinctive perfume immediately burst into his sense of smell. The clothes are fragrant, especially if used by Alif?

Nazwa tapped his head using his right hand, trying to shake off his thoughts that had already started to digress.

"It." Nazwa held out a grey-colored sheath with a black complexion.

"Thank you" said Alif with a gentle smile.

Nazwa immediately passed while holding his left chest as Alif scrambled the tip of his khimar.

Nazwa couldn't have fallen in love that fast.

***

Dinner was over half an hour ago. Now is the time for the organs of the human body to rest from their activities.

After about 15 minutes of pacing back and forth in front of the door, Nazwa finally ventured into the room. And the first sight he saw was Alif who was struggling with a laptop in his lap.

With a careful step, Nazwa took the nightgown suit with his arms and trousers from the closet then headed for a walk in closet.

After five minutes, Nazwa came out. But Alif was still busy with a flat object on his lap. It seemed, the man had yet to realize his presence.

Nazwa's hazel eyes examined every corner of his room. He only realized that the long sofa next to the balcony window of his room was no longer there.

Nazwa snorted loudly. This must be his ummi plan. Because, earlier during cooking he had reasoned to ummi so that he was allowed to sleep with ummi.

But ummi refused it outright. He said that Nazwa had to sleep in a room with Alif, because he was now married.

She was forced and slowly climbed into the bed. Make no mistake, he sat a countless distance away from Alif.

In the end, he doesn't want to want to do it now?

And this is exactly what Nazwa was afraid of, and now it's really happening.

Lousy.

His head thought about many things, one of them about first night as Acha said made his cheeks suddenly feel hot.

Alif who felt the mattress he was sitting on moved, his head turned to make sure. Apparently wife.

"Nazwa .. sorry, I didn't realize you were here" Alif said, massaging his temple. It seems that man has a lot of thoughts.

"You're going to sleep?"

"D-yes."

"Yes already. Good night, Nazwa," said Alif, not forgetting his smile.

It turns out that his guess was wrong! Nazwa thought that Alif would ask her to fulfill her duty as a wife on their first night.

But now? See? In fact, Alif instead said 'good night' for the closing of his tired day.

Strange thoughts began to enter his brain. He began to wonder, was Alif an abnormal male?

Ah, nevermind. Today he was quite tired, he did not want to think about the matter now.

"Nazwa, man,"

Nazwa opened his eyes again now. Is Alif going to ask for his duty now? Oh, naw! Nazwa is one hundred percent unprepared.

"Don't you feel hot sleeping wearing a hijab like that?"

Huh! Nazwa forgot, he still uses his khimar. It is usually he will take it off when sleeping, but now the condition is different. Because there's an Alif.

"No, Nazwa used to sleep in a headscarf" replied Nazwa, he was forced to lie now.

Astarghfirullahaladzim aposchland.

Again, Alif smiled. "Take it off, Nazwa. I mean, you don't have to be ashamed, because now my status is your husband. So, it's only lawful if I see your hair."

Nazwa bit his lower lip agitated. Should he take it off? Really, Nazwa feels really hot indeed. Especially when in one room with Alif like this, as if the AC in his room is no longer functioning properly.

Nazwa looked doubtfully at Alif.

"If you're embarrassed, I can turn around right now" said Alif, he put the laptop on his lap and immediately turned around.

"Have you?" ask Alif after a while. But not the answer he got, but a doubtful groan.

Alif turned her body. "Why hasn't it been removed?" his forehead was wrinkled and his grin appeared. "Or, do you want me to help you let go?"

Sontak Nazwa glared and shook his head quickly. Alif's words are ambiguous. With doubt, slowly he began to pull off his khimar.

Secretly, Alif had trouble controlling his heart when he saw the dense black hair that was slightly curly belonging to his girl. Yep. His girl. But a second later, he smiled, again.

"This is better, right," he said.

Nazwa nodded awkwardly.

"Yes, come on, go to sleep," he asked and pulled a blanket for Nazwa.

"Aren't you sleeping?"

"I'm going to sleep soon" Alif replied, never forgetting his smile.

Nazwa tried to close his eyes, but it was difficult. Alif's voice was heard again.

"dm ... Nazwa?"

Lazily Nazwa turned to face Alif, a little annoyed a lot of his snob. When it is difficult to sleep like this even Alif continues to call.

Alif patted the loose part of the mattress next to him. The clueless Nazwa stared with a frown. Or maybe ...

"Here" said Alif. "You can fall if you sleep on the edge like that.

Nazwa breathed a sigh of relief, before again his heart was racing.

"Nazwa, I know what's bothering you" said Alif casually, his hands still dancing on the keyboard.

"W-what?"

"You don't have to worry, Nazwa. Regarding your obligations, I mean, about the first night like a newlywed, you don't have to think about it" said Alif.

The man stopped his typing activity, then faced Nazwa with a serious look. "Yesterday I was selfish enough to accept this match without asking you first. Therefore, now, I will not force it if you are not ready."

Nazwa was still glued. Should he be happy now?

"Thank you, brother," he replied with a deep smile. That's all he can say.

Alif was stunned to see that smile, before he nodded and smiled. Then she lightly ruffled Nazwa's hair. "Yes already. Now that I'm sleeping, it's night."

Nazwa nodded then closed his eyes.

In his heart, he was grateful. It turns out Alif is not as terrible as he imagined. He thought Alif was a man in general who would put his ego first rather than the feelings of others. But it turns out, besides being handsome, Alif is also good.

Seriate.