HEAVEN LOVE IN BISMILLAH

THE IN-LAWS' HOUSE

"Where's the show going today?" Ask Zainab that morning.

"We're planning on going to Bang Ajis' house, ma'am. All of you, all of you, are ready to leave." replied Zahrana.

"Pamples?" Mother's forehead to wrinkle hearing his daughter's words, as well as Umayyah himself.

"Yes, Mom, Dad... Tomorrow Ajis already intends to take Zahrana to our house, because Lusa Ajis already has to open a stall, Mom. Ajis has already promised to the customer..." Timpal Ajis explained to Zahrana's parents.

"Oh so..." Said Mrs Zainab understood.

"Yes, Mom... Is that okay, Mom?" Zahrana asked.

"It's okay, son." Umayyah, Zahrana's father said. "You are the full rights and responsibilities of your husband. So, wherever your husband will take you, you must go with him. As long as the path your husband takes does not cross the line of kindness." he advised Zahrana.

"Yes, Dad..."

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Along the way, Zahrana and Ajis did not say much. Zahrana was quite quiet behind the wheel.

Ajis has only two-wheeled vehicles, a matic motor with a soft engine sound without making a fuss along the way. The silence created between the two of them further strengthened the endless awkward atmosphere.

Aching feeling that moves Zahrana waist because the sitting position is sideways and without holding even though, plus the distance they travel far enough and takes up to an hour more. Sometimes Zahrana gently massaged his neck which also felt sore because it held the weight of the helmet he wore to protect his head from bad things that might happen.

Suddenly Ajis stopped his motor. It makes Zahrana confused, but awkwardness makes her reluctant to ask even though she knows that they have not reached the Ajis family home.

"Sister, tired?" ask gentle Ajis. Though he himself had already felt the anxiety created by his wife.

"Oh... Emm... Little, Bang." Answer Zahrana sungkan.

"We're taking a short break at the stall, okay?" Ajis's finger leads to the stall near where they stop.

Zahrana just nodded, then got off the bike and walked in her husband's footsteps.

The roadside lesehan stall provided a variety of cold drinks, and Ajis ordered two glasses of orange juice when they had entered the stall.

"I'm sorry, Brother... Brother can only bring a sister on a motorbike." said Ajis felt guilty.

"Thank you, Brother. My brother wants to understand..." Said Ajis, then he sipped the orange juice that had been ordered earlier.

Their return journey continued after the fatigue disappeared. For about two hours, they reached the Ajis family's residence.

"Assynoltom..." Said Ajis who Zahrana followed as they entered the modest house belonging to the Ajis family.

"Wa'alaikumussalam.." said many people from inside the house in a happy voice welcoming the arrival of the two of them.

"Khumashairah... Khumairah... Your brother and sister-in-law are coming." exclaimed a middle-aged woman.

"Yes, ma'am." sounds authentic from the inside.

Just as Zahrana had set foot there, she was already able to feel the warmth within the family. All the residents of the house treated themselves so kindly and kindly.

Khumairah, the girl who seems to be in her eighteen years old, was initially shy. He only wanted to criticize his brother, and occasionally steal a look at Zahrana who also seemed quiet and did not talk much.

"Maira's still in school?" asked Zahrana would not want to invite her sister-in-law to chat first. He does not know the details about the Ajis family, because their marriage is without going through a courtship, but there are two parties that bring them together with each other.

"Maira college, sister. Semester two." replied the girl timidly.

"What degree, Deck?" Ask Zahrana again.

"Literature, Sis..."

Ajis seemed happy to see his wife's closeness to his family. He was so proud to see Zahrana who did not need to take a long time to blend in with both his parents and his only sister.

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