Half of the Heart belongs to Sahla

New Round Bima And Sahla

Two weeks have passed since Sahla and Bima got married. And today is an important day for them, especially Bima. Because they will start their business, which is a grocery store. Luckily Bima got a strategic place, near schools and mosques. 

The distance between the house and the store is only 15 minutes by motorbike. And every day they will be open from 5 am to 8 pm. 

Bima and Sahla are celebrating the opening of their first store. Just a simple event and invite some of the closest neighbors. The event went well. 

"Alhamdulillah yes, Deck. Everything went well." Said Bima, when they only lived together.

"Yes, Brother. Hope our efforts are good."

"Aamiinu. What other plans do we have to prepare ?" Ask Bima.

"meaning?" Sahla did not understand what her husband meant.

"The goal we have to achieve. Now that we've got the effort, then what else should we reach ?"

"Hmm... Maybe a child ?"

"Oh yeah, why don't I think about the child's problem."

Sahla smiles. "If it's a child's problem, I don't want to put it off. What about you ?"

Bima nodded. Then embrace the waist of Sahla. And now they face each other. "It's up to you, because you'll be with the kids more. If you're not ready, it's fine to postpone it. But if you're ready, we don't have to put it off anymore. I'd love to get my first grandchild too." Bima is about to kiss Sahla. But, their first customer came without excuse.

"Excuse me Sir!

Bima hurried to release his hand from the waist of the wife. Then walk forward to serve.

"Yes, Sir. What do you want to buy ?"

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The first day, made them exhausted especially Bima. Because of something new to Bima, not so with Sahla. Sahla is more experienced, because her parents also sell in front of her house. This is nothing new for Sahla. Although he only occasionally serves buyers, that is when Sahla comes home on vacation to visit her parents.

Although fatigue struck them, but there is happiness in itself for both. Happy to work with someone you love. 

At exactly 8 pm, Bima closed his shop. Then go home with Sahla to the house.

"Sir. Tomorrow at home. Let's shop Brother's business." Bima said, after they were in the room and prepared to sleep.

"It's okay, brother. Sahla is helping her."

"Capek Deck. My sister is tired now."

"Ga nothing Brother. Even if the boss at home does not say anything."

"Yes, but don't be tired. In your store, the task is just nemenin aja."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Sleep yuk." Bring Bima. Sahla nodded. Bima stretched out her left hand to serve as a pillow for Sahla. Sahla who was no longer awkward, immediately spread her body with a cushioned arm Bima. Ever since they spent the night at the camp, the awkwardness between them began to melt. Until finally they can feel also the pleasure of heaven world.

One year has passed. The store that Bima managed went well. Sahla faithfully accompanies her husband in the store. But there is one thing that does not go their way, which is presenting a child. God did not trust them to be children. 

Until one morning, Sahla was acting like never before. He was still asleep when Bima was ready to go to his shop. Bima tried to wake him up, but it didn't work. His eyes were wearing glue, making it hard to open.

"Where is Bim's wife ?" Ask Mom, because usually Bima and Sahla are always together.

"Still sleeping."

"Tumben once, not usually Sahla sleep again after dawn."

"don't know. Bima tried to wake up. But Sahla's not waking up."

"Is Sahla sick ?"

"Hmm. Her body is not hot. But I don't know either."

"Yes, let me see you later."

"The baby is leaving, Mom. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

After Bima left. Madam Ratih went straight to Bima's room. And true what Bima said, Sahla was still fast asleep.

"Miss." Call Mrs Ratih. His hand he put on Sahla's forehead. "It's not hot" muttered Bu Ratih.

Unable to wake Sahla, Mrs Ratih decided to go out and let her. 

Exactly at 7am. Sahla opened her eyes. He jumped in shock because he found it was already bright outside.

 "What time is this ?" Sahla looks towards the wall clock. 

"Well! 7 O'clock ?" Sahla couldn't believe what she saw. He checked the clock once again, this time he took the HP that was on the dresser.

"It's true at 7. Why didn't anyone wake me ?" Mumbled. She also called her husband. But to Sahla's surprise, there were 7 unanswered calls from her husband. That means he's completely asleep, to the point that the phone's ringing sound can't be heard.

["Cash. Assalamu'alaikum."] Sapa Bima from across the phone.

("Wa'alaikum salam. Sis! Why didn't you wake me up?")

["Sister can't wake you up. You are so sleeping. You sick, Deck?"]

("No.")

["Thank God you're not sick. Brother's worried you're sick, because Brother's phone no one picked up."]

("Yes, sorry Brother. I really didn't hear it at all.")

["Yes, you're home. No need to come here. The right rest. Maybe you're a saucer."]

("But, I'm ashamed Brother.")

["Then why?"]

("I just woke up. Shame on Mom.")

["Nothing, Deck. I don't know Mom."]

("Well, I'm gonna take a shower. Assalamualaikum.")

["Wa'alaikum salam."]

Sahla gets out of bed. Before taking a bath, he cleaned his sleep first. After everything was done, he rushed to take a shower. And it didn't take long, Sahla has come back refreshed. 

He left the room in shame. Shame on his mother-in-law, because at this hour he just came out of the room. Even though he knew that Mrs Ratih was very good, and would not speak to her. But still he was embarrassed.

"Miss." Call Bu Ratih who is sitting relaxing in the living room with Dila.

"Mother."

"Thank God, you're finally awake. I'm worried about you why-why, you're so hard to wake up."

Sahla smiled shyly. He approached Ratih and sat down next to him.

"Not knowing Mom. At dawn, Sahla is not strong in her eyes, sleepy."

"You sick ?"

Sahla shakes. " No. Sahla is fine."

"Yes, eat first. You must be hungry. I've already made you fried fish."

"Thank you, Mom. Sahla to the kitchen first."

Sahla walks into the kitchen. Then he opened the door of the shelf, the food storage. However, he had not had time to take the fish, suddenly something in the stomach urged him to come out. Sahla can't hold it. He ran to the sink and spilled everything in his stomach.

Hearing the sound of people throwing up in the kitchen. Mrs Ratih went straight to the kitchen, and approached Sahla who was still vomiting.

"O Allah Neng, what are you ?" Ask Mrs Ratih.

"No idea, Mom. I wanted to get some fish, but I wanted to vomit. It's in the wind, Mom."

"This month has not come yet ?" Ask Mrs Ratih.

Sahla tried to remember. "I don't think so, Mom."

"Maybe you're pregnant, Neng."

"Pregnant ?"