I Hold Asa And Love In Prayer

Remind each other

Black clouds seemed to clump together, occasionally lightning struck. The thunder roar sounds were mutually unpretentious. The night had come, the dark grew denser as the rain began to fall. Risda sat pensively in the living room. Waiting for a husband who has not yet arrived.

Maghrib Nuril had told himself that the man was coming home late. But the late night and bad weather made Risda worried. Not to mention her husband's cell phone that now can not be contacted.

The woman's lips did not cease to mention the name of God in the remembrance which she recited. In each breath is kept the prayer of salvation for the husband. His fear was wrapped in prayers and remembrance. Begging the owner of life for safety to be with her husband.

Lightning struck, making the woman flinch. Get up from his seat and open the window curtain.

'' Subhanallah, '' said Risda, lightning flashed as if splitting the sky. Risda stared at the clock on the wall of the living room. Almost nine o'clock in the night and .her husband hasn't come yet.

'' Yes Alloh '', save the husband of the servant from distress 'yes Alloh, '' said Risda .

The last few weeks her husband always came home at night and sometimes almost midnight. Communication between the two is a little constrained. Only in the morning was it in between the morning routine . Not in a relaxed state to talk to each other from heart to heart.

Their little time together made their relationship a little tenuous. A lot of stories are missed, a lot of time is wasted. The love that had warmed up began to feel bland. When sleeping, they no longer hug each other. The intimacy routine of the two was affected, no longer stirring. Because the fatigue of work makes them just spend the night with a deep sleep.

Risda again sat on the living room sofa, his lips did not stop glorifying the asthma of God in the chanting of dhikr. Until it does not feel the woman is asleep while sitting leaning. When the roar of Nuril's motor stopped in the yard, Risda did not hear it, let alone the sound of heavy rain outside also disguised the sound of Nuril's motor.

Nuril unlocked without knocking on the door, his wife must have gone to sleep. Walk slowly into the living room. Nuril's eyes were faced with a scene that made her heart ache. Risda slept curled up while sitting down. Nuril approached the wife with teary eyes. The interaction between the two has not been very intense lately. His wife must have missed as they talked together before falling asleep. Until the woman waited for her.

The clock shows ten o'clock at night, when Nuril enters the house. The man is now crouching in front of his wife. Looking at the face of ayu that he really misses. But work takes up a lot of time. Orderan at work is quite a lot, plus he who still receives service services after working hours. Make him come home late at night.

'' Abang kangen dek ''' whispered softly Nuril while staring at the face of sleep. Nuril smiled looking at the shady face that could always appease the heart. He got up and put the bag next to his wife. Then lift the woman's body in a sling.

Risda looked disturbed from her sleep as Nuril lifted her body. Those eyes blinked, and finally opened feeling himself as if floating.

'' Brother said Risda in a hoarse voice, Nuril smiled then lowered his head slightly to briefly kiss his wife's lips.

'' Sorry yes deck, because waiting for my brother so overslept outside, said Nuril as he continued to step carrying the body of the wife.

Risda smiled, with no intention of descending from the sling of the husband. The woman rested her head on the chest of the field she longed for. The woman put her hand on the husband's neck. The two look at each other.

'' Adek also kangen brother, bapang go home the night continues, '' complained Risda.

'' I'm sorry dear, '' Nuril said as she put Risda on the bed after they reached the room.

Risda did not let go of her hand that was still covering Nuril's neck. Make the man cover Risda's body. Risda's gaze was so deep on the man who was also looking at her with a gentle gaze. Risda walked down her husband's face with the tip of her index finger.

'' What exactly are you looking for?, are you still offended by the mother's giving?,'' asked Risda who felt her husband changed since the mother sent a lot of furniture for them. Nuril shook his head, took the wife's hand and in her kiss the palm.

'' Brother is not offended, but is motivated to be a man worthy of being your companion. Men who can give you comfort are included in the financial. Brother wants to be a man you can rely on in everything, Nuril said. Risda pulled the nape of the husband until the man bowed closer to his wife. Their noses were so touching, the gazes of the two were so deep.

'' What you gave Risda is more than enough, you don't have to chase the world until you forget time. Because I prefer the brother who leaves his time for me, not giving excess material but never time to share stories. I miss the bang Nuril who always looked at me lovingly, who always listened to my story, who always provided a place for me to lean on, said Risda, the woman looked up a little and kissed the lips of the husband. Then rolled his man to lie next to him.

Now the two lie down while hugging with their eyes intertwined.

'' Rejeki is set, do not chase excessively. Because Alloh has calculated the windfall according to size. Chasing the world will not be enough. Risda does not want to be too busy with the world to forget about worship. The brother of the last few days had never again awakened Risda to pray at night, the woman paused her speech, hugging the husband until their bodies were tight without gaps.

'' Risda kangen we both sit together on the level of Alloh, equally dhikir glorify his asthma . They both asked for forgiveness from Him. Risda kangen bang, said Risda with a downcast face. Nuril glazed over to hear the words of his wife. He has been negligent, even leaving the habit of praying at night the last few days. He is too busy maintaining his ego as a man who wants to be recognized.

'' Thank you, thank you for reminding me. Brother is too busy chasing the world to forget brother actually away from the giver of sustenance, said Nuril who then kissed the head of the wife with affection.

Nuril raised his wife's face to look at him. He lowered his head and kissed the soft lips that he really missed. Red blushing lips without lipstick that makes her opiate. Long enough Nuril sank into such a tender and thrilling kiss. Risda was closed to enjoy the touch of her husband, she missed it.

Nuril let go of her kiss, staring at the flushed face before her.

'' Never get tired of reminding Brother, when you start far from the path of Allah, said Nuril, Risda nodded then said.

'' If Risda missteps Risda's reprimand, let's remind each other that our households are in line ''' said Risda asserted by the husband.

The two hugged each other tightly, warming a cold body due to the rain outside. The cold that brought the halal lovers to unravel the longing in the most beautiful worship.