I Hold Asa And Love In Prayer

Single-minded

Risda prepared all the needs of the husband she wanted to take to work. Charger, do not forget Risda tucked in a backpack that was about to be carried by the husband.

'' Bang, it is necessary to bring your own prayer equipment no?, '' asked Risda after entering lunch. The same food they cooked. Four portions of Risda side dishes are prepared for the husband and his friends who work there.

'' May the deck, '' said Nuril who was drying his hair with a small towel in his hand. Risda took the prayer equipment from the husband in the closet. Put it in a backpack that Nuril usually carries while working.

'' Oh yeah bang, later Risda started coming to the tutoring place. To prepare the place and other needs, said Risda while looking at the husband who is now combing his hair half wet.

'' Yes, later if your brother's motorbike is ready, home insyaallah brother pick up, ''' said Nuril with a thin smile. Risda smiled back while nodding small.

After finishing preparing the needs of her husband Risda drove Nuril to the terrace of the house.

'' Abang left, assalamualaikum, ''' said Nuril, Risda grabbed the husband's hand and kissed the back of the hand.

'' Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, be careful bang, ''' answered Risda, Nuril grabbed the head of the wife and pinned a kiss on her woman's forehead.

'' Yes you are also careful, said Nuril, then the man stepped away from his wife who was still staring at her disappearance.

'' Bang,'' Risda's voice called her husband who had not far gone.

'' Yes, why the deck?, ''' asked Nuril as he turned to look at his wife who was still standing at the place he was.

'' If there's anything, don't forget to tell. It was in the bag already Risda prepared the charger, '' said Risda explained .

'' Yes dear, '' Nuril said with a smile while waving his hands then turned and walked away. Risda was still staring at the sturdy back until it was gone from sight.

After the husband was lost from sight, Risda went back inside the house. The woman checked the phone where the message came from Lisna. The woman said she would be coming to pick herself up soon.

Risda rushed to clean up, it didn't take long. The woman had prepared with a pink tunic top with a long black skirt. Pasmina is colored in tune with the tops she wears, beautifying the polished face of thin makeup.

With a sling bag that he sipped on the shoulder, Risda walked out of the house. He wears flatshoes neatly arranged on a shoe rack on the porch of the house. It was not finished that the woman was wearing shoes, the sound of a car horn reads . Risda turned for a moment towards the sound. The woman's forehead frowned deeply. It was not Lisna's car that stopped in front of her house.

After putting on her two shoes, Risda walked up to the familiar car in her eyes. The car's glass door was open and it was certainly not the friend who was sitting behind the wheel. A smiling man looked at himself.

'' Assalamualaikum Ris ''' greeting a man who is none other than Harsa.

'' Wa'alaikumussalam, Where is Lisna?,'' asked Risda who was already standing next to Harsa's car.

'' Lisna was going to the bookstore, there was something she had to buy. That's why I changed him to pick you up, said Harsa , Risda seemed to let out a long sigh. However, they did not stop driving around the car to get into the car. Harper opened the door from the inside.

'' Why ?,'' asked Harsa who made Risda look confused, the woman turned to Harsa who was starting the car engine.

'' What '', ''' Risda returned the question to Harsa who started doing her car slowly.

'' Not comfortable it looks like, afraid your husband is angry?, Harsa continued without looking at Risda.

'' More than that, we are not mahram and have to be one car together. It could cause slander, said Risda, he really felt uncomfortable and he felt guilty. But refusing to go in one car with Harsa he was afraid to offend the man.

Harsa looked to be smiling obliquely. His eyes fell on the street in front of him.

'' I have nothing to say, why should it be a slander?, that man seemed to not understand the meaning of the words of the woman beside him.

'' If you have to say anything first, continue to accuse the person his name is not slander dong, '' said Risda trying with a relaxed tone.

Harsa turned her head for a moment towards Risda who was watching the street ahead.

'' Why the hell, I feel you're avoiding me?,'' after a moment of silence the question slid from Harsa's lips.

'' Your feelings aja time, I used to be gini right?, maybe the difference is now not too often can get together with you guys. It's not that I'm avoiding you, but I have other obligations. I am a wife now, explained Risda, there is a tightness that suddenly squeezes Harsa's chest. No more chance to get close to the woman, the status of the new wife conveyed by Risda seemed to pierce her heart. He could not accept the fact, the woman he loved had another man.

'' Are you happy?,'' the question that came out of Harsa's lips made Risda frown.

'' Your marriage, are you happy?,'' Harsa clarified her question when she saw the confused look on Risda's face.

Risda seemed to nod steadily, a smile etched on the thin lips of the woman. Shown in the eyes of the husband who can always make him smile.

'' I am happy, very happy with my marriage. I am grateful to have met a man who can protect and protect me with his affection. He is the right man that God has prepared for me, said Risda with a look of laughter.

A shadow of the handsome face of the husband was present. Growing a longing in his heart. Not more than an hour later, he separated from the man. Harsa seemed to smile wryly, seeing the look on Risda's face that depicted someone who was in love.

'' I'm happy, if it's like that, '' Harsa concluded. There was nothing for him to doubt about Risda's married life. He thought Risda had to accept the marriage. But from the look of the woman's face was clearly visible, she accepted with open arms. The picture is clearly on the face of the woman, if love is flourishing in the heart of the woman.

Harsa inhaled a deep breath, supplying the air in her chest that felt tight. His love clapped one hand, he couldn't possibly reach the woman next to him. Release sincerely will make it easier for his heart to receive.

Harsa realized that love could not be forced. He must be able to accept this reality. Sometimes life is not in line with what we want. But rest assured that God has prepared what we really need. Harsa is not destined to be with Risda. But there must be other women who have been prepared for him.