Holy Prison

PS2. 11 - Misunderstanding

When Gus Faiz and I returned. Ah, it looks like I should start changing calls for her in this story. Well, I'm gonna start calling him Mas Faiz, not Gus Faiz. Mas Faiz's. Just thinking of his name can make my heart cornered.

Ah, what is the meaning of this corrugation. I seem to have the love virus of my husband. Mas Faiz's. Mas Faiz's. Mas Faiz's. I secretly smiled.

“What's up, An?” ask Mas Faiz.

Even though he was driving, he still seemed to be watching me. “It's okay, Mas. Hehehe.” I said.

“Do not smile like that at other men.” said Mas Faiz.

“Indeed why, Mas?” my many.

“I don't want to have a rival.” said Mas Faiz.

I chuckle. “You changed once, Mas. I like you better like this.” I said.

“Before you didn't like me, An?” ask Mas Faiz.

“Of course I have loved you since four years ago, Mas.” I said, hurriedly answering Gus Faiz's question.

“Oh, so have you loved me since four years ago?” said Mas Faiz.

“Maaaassss..” whine.

Mas Faiz chuckled. Sometimes he glances at me. I couldn't hide my smile, I bit my lips again. Our car started to get into my family's compound.

“An..” says Mas Faiz. He pointed his lips.

What does it mean? – my question in heart.

There's only one possibility. Mas Faiz asked me to kiss him on the lips. I'm biting my lips.

“An, lips..” says Mas Faiz again. He still pointed at his lips.

For whatever reason, my heart is really beating fast. What am I supposed to do? I don't want to disappoint my husband, but I don't understand how. I bit my lips so much that it felt like my lips were sore.

“Annn..” Mas Faiz's tone sounds scary.

I hurriedly approached him.

THE CUP!

My lips landed briefly on his lips.

CITTTS!

Faiz braked the car suddenly. My body almost hit the dashboard of the car when Mas Faiz was not able to hold my body with his hands.

Gawat, seeing Mas Faiz's shock I hurriedly came to my senses. If I'm wrong. Gawat, he must have told me not to bite my lips. It's stupid I didn't think of that. This must be because I was daydreaming earlier.

Faiz turned to look at me. His gaze was very different, so I couldn't interpret that gaze. He approached, approached, and approached. I closed my eyes..

***

Arriving at home, Azan Asar reverberated, Mas Faiz came to the mosque, while I prayed at home.

Finish prayers, reading dhikr and wirid. I started by reading istigfar as much as 3x, reading the nature of God and repentance, reading the prayer of salvation, reading the prayer of warid, reading tasbih as much as 33x, reading tahmid as much as 33x, reading takbir 33x. take another 3x, then recite the prayer after the prayer.

When I finished, I folded my face and placed it on the table. I also take the veil and wear it. Then, get out of the room. I joined Mama and Papa who were watching TV.

“Mama, Papa.” call me. I sat down next to Mama.

“How was the walk?” ask Papa.

“Must be exciting, Pa. Just look at the face of our child looks very radiant.” Mama answered.

“Ah, mama.” I said, whining to Mama.

“Mama right isn't it?” ask Mama while chuckling.

I can only nod shyly. I can't lie and I don't want to lie.

“Assalamualaikum.” Salam Mas Faiz.

“Waalaikumussalam wa rahatulli wa barakatuh.” Mama, Papa, and I said hello together.

“Here, Son Faiz!” said Papa.

Mas Faizpun approached and sat down beside Papa. I say goodbye to making tea for Mas Faiz, Papa, and Mama. After making tea, I came back.

“Thank you, Darling.” said Papa.

“By pleasure, Pa.” I said.

“Thank you, Darling.” Mama said.

“Thank you. Darling.” says Mas Faiz.

“By pleasure, Mas.” I said.

Wait for. I hurriedly looked up. Mom and Dad laughed at me. I smiled shyly, as did Mas Faiz. It seems like Mas Faiz reflesk is saying affectionate calls like Papa and Mama.

“Lho, what's your lip, son?” ask Mama.

I held my lips. “Oh, this. Bitedmah.” I said.

“Bited?” ask Mama.

“Iya, Mother. I'm not lying, it's a bitten, is it, Mas?” I asked Mas Faiz.

“Uhuk!” Mas Faiz chokes.

Mom looked at Mas Faiz. Like asking for an explanation. I hurriedly realized. Mama must have misunderstood.

“Eh, I bit myself, Ma.” I said.

“Hahahaha.” Mom and Dad laughed.

I rubbed my non-itchy nape. I dare not look at Mas Faiz.

“Why did you bite, Honey?” ask Mama. “Kan so swollen.” he continued.

“Iya, Mother. I didn't accidentally.” I said.

“Mama has ointment, follow Mama yuk, Darling.” Mama said.

“Good, Ma. Pa, Mas, I went inside first.” I said.

“Iya, Darling.” says Papa.

Mas Faiz just nodded. I started following my mom from behind. My lips are sore. However, I did not realize that my lips were swollen.

Lately I like to bite my lips, because it holds a smile or laugh in front of Mas Faiz. Why, I feel so happy every time I'm around him. However, because I was ashamed to show that happiness, so I reflexively bit my lips.

Arriving at Mama's Room, I sat on the bed, waiting for Mama who was looking for ointment for my lips. Mama's a typical person who likes to take drugs, so I'm not surprised if Mama has ointment for my lips.

After finding the yellow ointment, he approached and began to treat me.

“Truely you yourself bit it?” ask Mama.

“True, Ma. I can't lie to Mama.” I said.

“May know why you can bite my lips so swollen?” ask Mama.

“I'm too happy, Ma.” I said as I grinned the horse.

“Don't say, because Nak Faiz keeps making you happy making you shy to smile at him.” Mama said.

“B-how can Mama know?” ask Mama.

“You're exactly like Mama used to be, son. Mama has also felt what you feel.” said Mama. Mom's eyes are so sad now.

“Then, how did Mama handle it, Ma? I really can't control my own body.” I said.

“Then, Mama always tried to convince herself that happiness or smiling was not something to be ashamed of. What's more, he's our husband. Instead of hiding, jutru better we show as it is.” said Mama.

My mother's words are very true. I can't be like this.

“Stop biting your lips, because in addition to you hurting yourself, you also make your husband feel sad.” Mama said.

I'm down. Mama's done applying the ointment on my lips. My lips hurt, but they didn't make me scream. It feels painful but not too painful.

“Good, Ma. God willing I will not bite my lips again.” I said.

"At the same time you don't want to see people misunderstand?" ask Mama.

I'm nodding.

Mama smiled and rubbed my head covered with a headscarf with love. I feel so comfortable. I'm really lucky to have a Mom as good as Mama.

“Why are you staring at Mama like that, Honey?” ask Mama.

I'm shaking. “I'm really a very lucky kid to have a mom as good as Mama. I really want to be like you, Ma.” I told Mama.

“Never wish to be like Mama, Son. Just an example of what you think is good from Mama only. Because you deserve to be much better than Mama.” said Mama.

I also hugged my mom. “Thank you, Ma. Thank you.” I said.