It Turns out There's Love

70 - ON TOP OF THE PRAYER HALL

Zafira put the two glasses of water on the table. Pulling up the chair and sitting down, with Fariz sitting in the chair next to him.

The girl thrust a glass of water in front of Fariz.

After reciting a moment of prayer in the heart, the two drank water, spending the contents in their respective glasses.

Zafira immediately stood up from the chair.

"Where are you going?" Fariz stood up.

"If you sit here later, the dawn runs out" Zafira hurried to walk to the room. Without being invited, the man still tailed behind, like a chick tailing its mother.

After completing the worship of two raka'at, both of them were like their respective habits, raising their hands to pray the prayer in each other's hearts.

Both Zafira and Fariz raised their hands, closed their eyes, and asked the Almighty for a new household one day. Where this household is not like a household in general, but a lightning household that they must accept sincerely, especially for Zafira.

"Oh Allah, help me to accept this marriage immediately. Give patience to the husband of the servant so that he can wait some more time. He's a good man and I don't want to disappoint him. Aamiin" a prayer was offered by Zafira for her husband.

"O Allah, I love my wife very much. Make it easy for us to carry out this marriage and give your Ridho to our household, Aamiin," Fariz whispered in his heart, offering a prayer for his wife.

Minutes later, Fariz turned his body back, facing his wife. The girl whose face was wrapped in a face had just finished her prayer.

"Thank you for praying with me" Fariz reached out with his wife's right hand.

Zafira stared at the man's hand. His memory suddenly flew back on yesterday's incident during the marriage contract procession. Mr. Penghulu told him to kiss Fariz's hand but because at that time he was washed away in daydreams, to ignore the instructions of the pak pengulu.

This minute, he saw Fariz's hand again for the second time after Ijab Qabul yesterday. At the sight of Fariz's hand, Zafira's brain works faster and spontaneously thinks of something that happened yesterday. How did Fariz feel when he saw his attitude yesterday? Not immediately receive, welcome and kiss his hands? Even accidentally releasing a kiss Fariz who was still stuck in his forehead, as if giving the impression of rejection.

Hurt him? Disappointed him? Was he hurt by his attitude yesterday? From the beginning of the procession of contracts starting to complete, Zafira did not follow the solemn procession of the marriage contract. It was proof that he did not appreciate the sacred event. Plus at the wedding reception, Zafira did not heed Fariz' presence there. Many times the man asked her to speak but she ignored him. Fariz must have been very disappointed with all his attitude. Moreover, his treatment on the night of the bride, telling the man to sleep on the sofa, must have greatly disappointed his heart. But until the night passed and the morning came, her husband's attitude remained the same, not changing in the slightest to her. Fariz was not offended let alone angry with all his attitude. What a big heart that man. Or could it be that his painful feelings were simply harbored in his heart?

The guilt of attacking the girl. If he wanted to follow his heart, he didn't want to hurt Fariz. But what he did yesterday during the Qabul ijab and reception, it was because his heart was still wounded, confused and had not fully accepted all the painful events that had come to him. But today, those hurt feelings started to diminish a bit and he had gradually been able to accept all the destinies that had been outlined to him.

Fariz saw that Zafira was silent. There was no movement whatsoever that the girl showed. Zafira was still stunned and silent a thousand languages, without any intention of welcoming his hand.

He can draw conclusions, if the wife is not willing to kiss his hand, as happened at the time of marriage contract yesterday. It was clear, a disappointed and sad look on the man's face, but he still tried to cover up his disappointment by forcing a smile on his lips.

"Well, the prayer is done" Fariz pulled back his hand which had been stretched out before Zafira but was not responded to in the least by his wife.

Fariz glanced at Zafira's tightly-linked hand, clasping her hand, restraining her desire to stand up. He had to abandon his intention to stand up and sit back down.

They're staring. The eyes of the two looked at each other without a word. The two sat facing each other with their mouths locked. Fariz's heart beat is still as usual. Started acting weird and embarrassing. It starts to feel unsettled.

Zafira slowly pulled Fariz's hand and carried it to the tip of his nose and lips and kissed the back of the man's hand gently. Only glimpses. Zafira did it so quickly. But enough to make Fariz feel very touched and choked. No words were spoken from Zafira's mouth. He still feels awkward doing that. The man who had been considered nothing more than a friend, now turned towards being her husband, whom she must always cherish and serve with all her heart.

Fariz was speechless. His eyes did not blink for a second looking at Zafira. His heart also felt disbelief to find the attitude of his wife who began to show change. Her feelings are back in flowery. Love blooms, thrives in the heart. One more attitude Zafira showed that he began to learn to accept their marriage. Nothing is impossible if God wills. That's what's on that man's mind now. Maybe all this time Zafira did not put the slightest love on him, it could be that after this, the girl's heart will open wide for him. The miracle exists. Fariz believed that.

Zafira becomes clumsy after kissing Fariz's hand. She never expected, if in the end, she would kiss the hand of her own best friend as her husband. If not wearing a mukena, it is likely that the red hue that has appeared on the face even spread up to Zafira's neck will be clearly visible in Fariz's eyes.

Why did the girl feel so awkward facing Fariz on the prayer mat and kissing the hand of her husband's best friend?

Things he had never done in knowing Fariz, this dawn must do. Prayers congregate, even having to bow their head kissing the man's hand. His feelings became mixed, between awkward, embarrassed, nervous, I don't know what it was. Various feelings stirred his heart. Even the feeling became even greater, since the incident on the sofa earlier. Moreover, a few minutes ago she had kissed her husband's hand of her own volition without being forced.

On this prayer mat, he had bowed his head to his own friend, who had always expected himself and never gave up waiting for his love.

Zafira could not wait any longer to be on the prayer mat facing Fariz. He could not cover up the shame. In order to hide the feeling of awkwardness and embarrassment that increasingly rippled in him, he immediately moved from the top of the prayer mat. Leaving Fariz who was still sitting dumbfoundedly staring at him. He folded his prayer rugs and mukena.

Before long Zafira walked with a slightly bowed face toward Fariz who remained sitting dumbstruck to see the wife who had released her face.

"Your prayer? I'll fold it," the girl stood waiting beside the man who was looking up at her.

Fariz looked up and looked up at Zafira, who offered him a little help. The longer, the more Fariz felt so lucky to have a wife. Moreover, his wife was Zafira. A person who has been dreamt of all his life. It turns out that living in a house with people we love, is much happier than having to live alone despite having a lot of money. High office, luxury car, or even a magnificent house is not enough to make happy, without the presence of someone we love in the house.

"Fariz?," called Zafira after a while of waiting for no reply from the man sitting on the prayer mat.

Fariz regained his senses and immediately raised his body. Stand up.

"Let me just fold it," he said pulling and folding his alphabet.

"Well, I went to the kitchen first, wanted to make breakfast for you," without waiting for the husband's answer, Zafira turned around, walking towards the door.

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