Hugging Lover in Prayer

Hugging Lover in Prayer
Sweet life



Still on leave after marriage, this is the last day for Fateena. Taking a leave of absence is not too long, he did not force Syailendra to take her honeymoon to another place. The atmosphere in this village is very beautiful and there are several romantic places that they can visit. A romance? it depends on who is doing it. Although being in the emirgan park even once, if the couple who are months shy it is just a fight, what is the meaning of the expanse of tulips that fill the park.


Yesterday afternoon Fateena said her favorite fishing, when she saw the old man passing by with his fishing rod and fishing results. Syailendra immediately invited her to do the activity she liked, and happily Fateena agreed to the husband's invitation.


Riding on a bicycle for about fifteen minutes, Syailendra took Fateena to a lake, with a vegetable garden around it.


A woman in shar'i clothes, smilingly welcomed their arrival. Before leaving Enda contacted a friend who lived in a Villa, a Ustadz who had a large vegetable garden in this village. The beauty of this village is often attracting visitors to settle here. Ustadz Wahab named Syailendra's friend, his wife a woman from the city, and after seeing the beauty of the village without hesitation decided to settle down and marry Ustadz Wahab. But there are other reasons also underlying his move to this place.


"I am at home, about to harvest some vegetables to fill the refrigerator" Wahab said when Syailendra asked his position via phone.


"Can we go to the garden? to the lake in the garden of Ustadz more precisely."


"We? is this newlywed couple going to visit us?" there was a voice full of Wahab.


Enda laughed, and Wahab immediately asked her to come.


In addition to getting fish from fishing, Fateena and Syailendra get fresh vegetables. As a woman who loved to cook, Fateena was thrilled at the unexpected gift. Moreover, he participated in picking the vegetables, being in the garden owned by Wahab it was very happy.


"Other times to visit again yes" said Juwita, wife of Ustadz Wahab.


"God willing" said Fateena. A new friend, Fateena made a new friend this evening, a kind and gentle woman in speech.


"How much is this fish worth?" enda's presence after weighing their fishing results, pulled Fateena to get closer to him. Juwita also visited Syailendra and her husband, Wahab.


"What price? just bring. This is the result of your bait" Wahab held the hand of Syailendra who had held the wallet.


"But this is a lot."


"Not more than two kilos. Put in your bicycle basket does not make the tire deflated." Syailendra laughed at Wahab's words.


"Alright" he said still with laughter.


"Later I'll send you the cooked ones."


"Engg---."


"Heit!! wind cannot be refused!" sambar Syailendra's.


"Thank you Bi. When else do we enjoy the cuisine of the chef that is delivered directly to our homes. Free anyway" Juwita chimed.


Joking, Fateena saw the hospitality in the association of residents in this village. Also likes to share as if it becomes a habit. Not only this time Fateena looked directly at the neighbors who were giving to them. Two days after staying here Fateena got a bowl of sweet porridge from a back neighbor. Also the farmer's uncle around their house, happened to be that day he was harvesting and bringing the rest of his crops home. When he saw Fateena in the front yard, he gave her two small yellow pumpkins.


"In make sarikaya delicious, you know Nak Fateena" said the Uncle.


"Thank you so much Uncle" he said at the time.


And this time, when visiting the residence of Juwita and Wahab, Syailendra was given fish for free, and he was given fresh vegetables for free as well.


Along the way home incessantly Fateena admires the generosity of the people nearby at this time.


"Hmm, thank you for taking me here."


"That's because you're my wife, I have to give you comfort, including where we live and the atmosphere around us."


Tell stories while pedaling a bicycle, it does not feel they have almost reached home. One more turn then their residence will be seen. At that time the couple was shocked by the sound of a horn.


Tiiitt!!.


"Astaghfiullah!!" syailendra pulled his bike over.


"Yuna!!!" now Syailendra looked at Arjuna who was laughing wide.


"Sorry, I was riding my bike so happy. Is it because someone's sitting in front?" a satire, suddenly made Enda who was about to get angry so smelled a smile. Fateena quickly went down and picked up fish and vegetables in the basket.


"Now you can be content to tease us. It's time you got married to Salwa, watch out."


Instead of caring about Syailendra's threat, Arjuna scolds Fateena"Sister-in-law, if it's hard let my handsome brother take him. There are still a few more steps to get to your house."


"Arjuna, look out for you" Fateena also made the same threat to him.


"About a pair, so the threat is the same." No matter how Arjuna teases them, Fateena leaves them with a smile behind her veil.


Jiittt!!!! Syailendra pulled Arjuna's ear.


"Awww!!! sick Bang!!" arjuna's complaining voice made Fateena look back, and she laughed even more when Arjuna received a direct punishment.


"Handling Bang!!. Kidding!!" peekik Arjuna restrained.


"Usil, same as Mecca." The fingers were removed from Arjuna's ears.


"When you take a shower, help you burn the fish."


"Wahhh got an invitation to eat, okay deh" even though the ears hurt, hearing the invitation from the chef, Arjuna forgot the bad hand of the brother. That night they again enjoyed dinner together, Mecca was very happy his vacation was often filled with a meal together.


Suddenly drizzle down when Fateena remembered the incident yesterday afternoon. Sitting in the living room with a beautiful view directly from the glass wall, it is not surprising that he will be in the position now after being the months of the community in the adoptive parents' residence. The way of life is one of the secrets of the creator, feeling sweet after the bitterness of life makes Fateena not stop giving thanks in the chest.


In the village next door, under the rain, Hanif hitchhiked to take Anton's father to the hospital. His chest felt tight again.


"Oh Allah, may you be well" Salwa said in her heart.


To be continued...


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Greetings to the children of Borneo.