Hugging Lover in Prayer

True love

True love, maybe this is what finally felt by two women, Salwa and Fateena. After swallowing the bitter pills in life, in the end they enjoyed the sweet fruit of patience that they had been enduring.

Prejudice good to the creator, then all good will come to you. Fateena looked at her husband, Syailendra, who was enjoying the view on the edge of the dam. There were many visitors there, and the most shining for him was only the husband. The afternoon breeze stroked the strands of the man's hair, the man who pulled him from the shackles of loneliness. Her cold self now turned into a warm, cheerful woman.

"Dear the view here?. The sky was beautiful this afternoon."

Looking at Fateena, Enda really likes the beautiful manic shade of the wife. She is a woman who hardly ever complains. Indeed, the ramblings of the neighbors at the residence of Father and his adoptive Mother never subsided, but Fateena never discussed the problem with him. Just pouring out tightness in the chest, Fateena never did that. The reality in plain sight that makes Syailendra know how evil the mouths of the neighbors there are.

"The sky is beautiful. But it's not the sky that makes the view here beautiful."

"Then what?."

On the edge of the guardrail, that's where they stand today. Fateena fingers held the fence, slowly Syailendra put his fingers on the fingers of Fateena. Now their views meet"Because there's you."

Fateena smiled, very clearly visible because both eyes narrowed. While Syailendra smiled widely, akh!! why did he become misbehaved after saying that sentence. He turned his face, saw the earlobe of this man reddened.

"The horrible thing why is Mas the wrong one?" Fateena pulled Syailendra's face, looking at her again.

"Eitherway. I wanted to laugh after saying that" he said.

A little tiptoe, Fateena put both palms on both cheeks Syailendra"Oh huh?. But if you're shy like this the level of good looks Mas increasingly."

If they were at home, maybe Syailendra would immediately kiss his wife. Now his fingers are pulling the gauntlet of the nose of the wife"Oho! it's good at flogging my wife."

"I remember how cold you used to be. Just in the face for a while you immediately leave, just a moment of staring at you immediately throw away your face, when at that time I accidentally looked at you. I even called you a four-door refrigerator."

Actually it's not just Syailendra who realizes this, Fateena too. Her heart feels more colorful after marrying this humorous man"The soul mate is a reflection of himself, so it's no wonder that I'm now like this. I used to fight me often."

At that time Fateena was wearing a robe with her arms rubberized, while holding both of Syailendra's cheeks, her sleeves were slightly pulled up. Immediately Enda fix the sleeve of the wife's shirt"Yes, and now my carelessness is transmitted to you. Because of wearing a rubbery arm you forget about wearing an arm set. Remember baby, your arms are also aurat."

It's so full, when he's negligent there's a husband who takes care of him so much"Thank you Mas, always take care of me very well."

"Thank you, thank you so much."

Gently rubbing Fateena's head"Sama-sama, that's all I do because you are my responsibility, everything that happens to you is my business."

Before Fateena protested, Syailendra quickly soared her words"And even more so because I love you so much, my wife."

it looked narrowed again, without anyone able to see how red both of Fateena's smiling cheeks were.

When the couple Syailendra and Fateena were enjoying the afternoon atmosphere on the edge of the dam, the couple Arjuna and Salwa were watering their mini garden. A mini? the land was quite large, but still Arjuna called it mini.

After watering the vegetables there, Salwa and Arjuna moved to the side veranda of their residence.

"Why is it only the blue bell flower?." Sitting on the terrace while Salwa squatted in front of the bell flowers.

"I like the color blue."

"Then I'll love the color blue too."

Salwa's eyes glanced at Arjuna, the man was smiling broadly as he folded his legs. Now he sits cross-legged there.

"I like the pink color."

"I'll love the pink color too."

"That's the color of women!."

"It's okay, whatever you like, I'll like it too."

This is one of the reasons why Arjuna likes to tease Salwa, when laughing both cheeks look blushing"What must have been a long time ago I liked the red color blushing on your cheeks when laughing."

"Boy!! don't tease me!" the naughty fingers that had pulled Salwa's cheek, now got a slow blow.

"Well!! getting red. You're getting pretty like this. This is one of the reasons why I asked you to wear face coverings when we got married."

Salwa had thrown yellow leaves on the flowers, until his hands were a little dirty because of the soil. Because of Arjuna's globules she spontaneously held her own cheek with that hand.

Arjuna quickly rubbed Salwa's cheek"My dear God, it's right your cheeks are red blushing like that, don't get dirty like this."

"Oh!" exclaim Salwa.

"Already Mas. Don't tease me!."

Arjuna chuckles. Salwa was embarrassed.

For a moment Arjuna looked at his wife, a woman he found quite difficult to get. Now after going through the winding road they can finally be together. Gratitude does not go away in the chest. To please Arjuna's wife, he asked if there was anything he wanted.

"Hemmm" both eyes played, left and right. A Salwa habit while thinking yes like this.

"Everything is so good, I think it's enough. I'm so grateful to have you."

"Is that so?. But I'm trying to give you a gift."

"Should ya?."

Nodding like a kid"Yeah. Tell me what you want?."

Remembering the fun of it lately, which is to plant and care for the flowers"I love the color blue and I already have this blue bell flower. I like pink but I don't have flowers with that color yet."

"Hemm, flowers in pink?" sambar Aruna's.

It was Salwa's turn to nod.

"Easy!."

"Eiii, but I want one that has its own meaning."

"Like this bell flower, besides the nice color, I like the meaning of this flower. He reflects humility, and I wish I would be a humble human being as well."

Quietly, I don't know what Arjuna is thinking.

"Buck...."

"I know what kind of flowers I'd like to give you" was so excited.

"Huh?."

"You wait here. Just a second, okay?." Salwa nodded. A moment later Arjuna came out of their residence to the residence of Grandma Adila.

Distractedly. The day is getting late and Salwa prefers to finish her current job. Washing her hands in the back garden, she is shocked by Arjuna's return. Both of his arms were hidden behind.

"I've got what flowers you want."

"Oh yeah?. What flower is that?."

"It's not free. I have to get a kiss if you like it."

Salwa nodded while muttering.

In a small pot, the pink lily was given to Salwa. Only yesterday Salwa intended to find this flower seed, and now the flower has been given to her husband.

"Say, why this flower?" asked along with a sweet smile that Arjuna liked very much.

"Because this flower has a meaning that reflects my feelings for you. You are the woman I have long admired, the woman I have long loved. What a great God that ultimately makes us united in a holy bond."

No doubt Salwa poured into Arjuna's arms. She also showered her husband with kisses on the face, so much so that Arjuna was happy not to be upset. She was a kind love for Salwa, the man who treated her like a queen. A man who really appreciates himself, also a man who is very caring for his woman's aura.

"Thank you, you always make me feel appreciated."

"Because you are precious, dear. You are a very precious woman to me." A gentle swab of Arjuna's fingers adds a haru taste in Salwa's chest.

...Finished....

...Thank you for following their story. Thank you for all your support. Sorry if there is a wrong word, sorry if the end of this novel is not satisfactory, actually I am just a regular human being who is learning to tell stories. ...

...Greetings to the children of Borneo....

^^^ May the blessing always be with us, until we meet the next novel. ^^^