I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

The Shade Mansion

The clouds were sweet, accompanying their sweet journey. After a few minutes, they arrived at Arka's private mansion.

“Give yourself your things. I was hauled because I saw your parents,” ketus Arka.

Nisa nodded, not sad at all. After all, lifting a suitcase was a very ordinary activity for him.

With ease Nisa lifted her belongings into the mansion. Arka was upset by it.

Intentions wanted to torture Nisa on the first day of the wedding. He was tormented by the fortitude and strength of Nisa.

The gaTot tree mah...

The mansion has not been visited for a long time. He certainly knows that the old residence does not live must be cleaned first before entering. Mice, spiders, cockroaches, and other animals could be nesting in his mansion.

But that's exactly what Arka wanted. He will be very happy to see Nisa jumping back in fear of meeting one, or maybe all of the animals.

And sure enough, they were greeted by cockroaches upon entering the room.

Something was wrong, Nisa's reaction was very far from Arka's expectations. With so relaxed, Nisa took a broom and threw the brown insect.

He intentionally did not run to death. Because he had information, that in the body of cockroaches there are worms.

So stepping on the cockroach until the contents of the stomach come out can cause the entry of worms into the body through the pores of the skin. That's why he threw the insect.

Arka cleared her throat and then saturate. “He should have run away scared to see a cockroach. I deliberately did not prepare an anti-cockroach HIT. Uh, instead of dumped in a broom. Know this, all of you I did not prepare a broom.”

Hadeuh, failed maning, failed maning

They switched to bed.

“I am not tempted at all with your body. But we still have to sleep in the room. I don't want to risk it when suddenly mom comes and sees us sleeping in a different room. He must be mad big.”

Nisa nodded.

Arka back to the word. “Clean up the bed first. I'm tired, want to sleep.”

“Clean yourself, Brother!”

Arka glared in disbelief because of Nisa's rebuttal. “What kind of wife are you? One idler.”

“Not her own sister told me not to act as a wife. Brother says I don't have to obey brother.”

“This you, so a chatty subordinate, so the wife so more chatty.”

“That, sister acknowledges me again.”

“Ralat, I said wrong. Think of this as a sign of your gratitude, as I am still kind enough to let you sleep on bed.”

Not wanting to argue any longer, Nisa took the time to clean the king-size bed. Until the exhausting day was finally over.

At night, Arka creates a distance with Nisa. Yeah, he's sleeping on the end of the bed.

Not there, he also turned his back on Nisa. He was reluctant to see his wife's face. How could he see Nisa's face? Wong's room lights were turned off before going to bed.

There's-There's this arka.

Nisa is also on the edge of the bed. But unlike Arka, he still faces the husband. All he saw was his back. At least, Nisa is not childish like Arka.

Night fell, at dawn.

“Kak, already adzan. Wake up dawn prayer!” He shook Arka's shoulder.

Arcs that are still at home adventuring in the dream world, evasive. He grabbed a blanket, covered his face, and also his shade from Nisa's invitation.

Treated like that, Nisa stayed away for a moment from Arka. He went to get some water. Byurrr, it was so fresh when the water touched his face.

When I returned to my room, I was

echoes. But the husband still seems to be asleep. Not afraid to be rejected again, Nisa re-awakened him.

“Kak, it's already ikamah. Because it's too late, today we pray the morning prayer together’ah at home only. Tomorrow I pray at dawn in the mosque. Remember brother, men are required to perform five prayers at the mosque.”

Arka who was still lulled in sleepiness, finally spoke. “If you want to pray, pray there! Don't take me.”

Nisa finally relented, she decided to pray dawn alone, wearing the face of the Arka.

At the end of the prayer, he prayed for the good of his household. Asking Arka's heart to be softened in the matter of kindness. Including loving him who was only married because of force.

After praying, Nisa came back to Arka. “Build brother, dawn prayer. Morning rush,” he said with a soft tone of speech.

But with his savage, Arka woke up and railed Nisa. “You have no other activity other than forcing me to pray?”

“What's wrong if I as a wife remind my sister to pray?”

“Wrong. It was Nisa's wrong. How many times have I told you, I married you because I had to. If I am not forced, I will be your husband. Please know yourself a little. Don't act like a real wife to me!”

“Good, if it wants brother. I won't wake up for prayer anymore. It should be my brother as the head of the household who reminds me to pray. Not even the other way around, the teacher who woke up his priest.”

Arka's angry. “Stop your bubbling! Women are not good. How much the lecture continues.”

“I lecture for the good of brother too. I don't want brother sinning for leaving obligatory prayers on purpose.”

“Goodbye, until your mouth is gone. If you want a lecture, there in the mosque. Don't be here, disturb people sleep only.”

“Astaghfirullah, pray just for a moment Brother. Five minutes is enough. If you are very sleepy, you can continue to sleep after prayer. Even if it is a forbidden time to sleep. At least Brother pray first.”

Rude words escaped from Arka's mouth. “Shut up you cheap lady!”

Arka insults, making Nisa's heart feel like it wants to explode.

“Good, it's up to Brother he wants how. But remember one thing, do not sue this cheap woman in the afterlife. I have reminded brother to pray, but Brother himself who refuses to be invited. Sin does not pray Brother's own responsibility later.”

Nisa stay away from Arka. After placing the prayer mat in the glass cabinet, he grabbed the Qur’an. Read it with tartil.

Just reading a few verses, Arka shouted again. “Hey Nisa, you have no manners? I have trouble sleeping because you don't want to be quiet.”

“But I opened my mouth to read Al-Qur’an kak.”

“If teaching not near sleeping people, noisy. The house is spacious, you can teach anywhere. Origin do not near me, annoying once.”

Nisa had to leave the room. With a wounded heart, he went into the living room. It should have been to the mushallah, but Arka did not prepare it in his mansion.

Nisa continued her Qur’an reading which had been interrupted earlier. Each time he received a reading ending in mubiin (kitaabimm mubiin, ‘aduwumm mubiin, dolaalimm mubiin, etc.), he stopped to pray.

Teacher Pendais at his High School once taught to pray when getting the verse Al-Qur’an which ended the mubiin.

“Yes Allah, open the door of the heart and the door of love of the brother of Arka to the servant. Aamiin,” the door is as sincere as heart.