La Tahla Don't Complain
that event
a month has passed since the death of Shafa but Fatih has not been able to fully remove his wife, sometimes the mistress Fatimah who chose to stay in bandung for a while to accompany her beloved child is still often seen fatih daydreaming and aloof although not as often as before.
" huufsh look at him again dissolving in daydreams......... "
madam Fatimah muttered to herself when she saw her son's new habit but she chose to leave to let fatih wrestle with her fond memories with shafa, she said, he does not want to disturb the pleasure of his beloved son if all the memories - the beautiful memories can treat his son's wounds then let it be like that thought.
flashbacks
" this is mas....!
the sound of the call of shafa stopped the busy fatih filling the report card of the santri, he walked over to the syafa sitting in front of the dressing table.
what's the deck...?
I was busy with the Santri rap.
fatih's forehead wrinkled to see his wife's annoyed face because of his words just now.
" sorry deck instead of angry mas just say you know if there is a job "
fatih added, his hand rubbed the shoulder of his wife who still looks upset.
busy can be mas but do not take cuekin syafa it donk....!
betuuuh fatih scratching his head that is not itchy confused to face the emotions of his wife who has not stabis since pregnancy.
who said your mas cuekin, you did not see from earlier mas lyrics - your lyrics continue to be interrupted - between work...?
fatih stroked the shafa's hair and looked at it from the mirror reflecting off their faces as they both tried to dampen his wife's annoyance, she grabbed the hand of fatih stroking her hair carrying the hand to her face and kissing her, fatih smiled at his wife's spoiled behavior.
my mas...!
syafa wants to eat pecel.....!
this time she looked at her husband from behind a smiling fatih mirror.
*this is.....?
is it not stomach pain....?
not that mas....!
after all, you can not eat pecel again...
come on, buyin....
this is the baby who asked*....
whining shafa, fatih can only sigh if it has been faced with the whimper of shafa, there is no other way but to follow his wishes if he does not want to see the sullen face of his wife all day.
*baiklaah mas go find it first....!
hihihihi syukron mas CUP*.....
syafa kissed fatih's cheeks at a glance still with a triumphant smile and then stepped to deliver fatih to the yard until her husband really went to look for what he was dreaming - his dream morning - blind morning like these.
right in thought how difficult he was to find what his wife wanted, imagine at this time still at 06.00 am where fatih had to look for "pecel" in a blind morning like this...?
" o Allah help your servant "talk fatih in the midst of eternal search for food made from vegetables and peanut sauce. he had been revolving in the market or the road near the complex but had not found what his wife wanted.
the car clock is showing at 7 a.m, almost the man decided to go home but was undone when he was in his heart to try to explore the plaza of the city of Bandung he drove his car to that place, a place where some bandung residents spend the morning to exercise and walk - walk and enjoy breakfast outside the house with their families and closest people, a place adjacent to the "sate building" iCon the Flower city.
arriving at that place fatih parked his car his eyes around the name - the name listed in several neatly arranged carts around the place, a few meters he walked and stopped in front of a cart that read.
" gado - gado "
a mother was busy serving several buyers, fatih approached the mother.
*excuse me mom that sells gado - gado if there is no pecel...?
there was auuuh si aa mah not see the banner on the aunty cart..?
"gado - gado cedok" means available
gado - gado , pecel and karedok...
si aa' mah just choose what pesen..?
say the mother at length.
Alhamdulillah*.exciting fatih greeted experience wonder from the mother.
why atuh a' pake alhamdulillah sagala'..?
aa' tea again crave yah..?
fatih smile.
I'm not the one who cravs mom but the wife at home
I went around the nyari pecel from dawn yesterday thank God meet now...!
obviously, fatih was greeted by the mother's grin and some people were waiting in line.
" *woalaaah kesian very much you want dawn - dawn has been told to go around "
but no matter how good you want to find it actually it*..
if the wife again cravings must follow all her wishes do not until the baby branch ilean if there is one desire is not fulfilled.
said a mother responded to chat fatih and the seller gado - gado, fatih nodded his head in understanding.
yes or a' mending his wife just ask for pecel, is the mantu ece' tea when cravings first grandchild want duren, duren, the address is not in the following than the branch of the baby out prematurely as a result of the grandchild ece' ileran after birth....!
the gado-gado seller's mother smiled...
after getting the fatih pecel rushed back to his car turn on the engine and go home.
by noon Fatih was still busy with rapots piled up and Syafa after making coffee for her husband she began to busy eating pecel that had been in dream - he craved since last night.
tok tok.... " Assalamualaikum "
there was the sound of greetings from the direction of the door fatih rushed to his feet and opened the door.
*Wa'alaikum greetings.....
what's up....?
" right with Aidil Fatih..? "
I am fatih...
there's a letter for dad...
oh yes thank you*......
fatih received the letter rushing into the house while opening the letter in his hand.
*who is....?
ad mailing...
invitation de' from PAQI (union of Qori - Koriah Indonesia* )....
syafa approached her husband to read the invitation at the hand of fatih.
Invitation to be a filler in the election competition Qori - the best Koriah in Indonesia de'...!
*woaaah when is it mas...?
another week, but in Jakarta...!
syafa is coming, mas*...?
fatihi frowned looking at the shafa beside him.
jakarta far de' mas afraid of what - what with your content later....
syafa poked his cheek.
come on, mas...!
shafa also wanted to see the show...!
besides shafa does not want to be far away from you...
can ya...?
arguing if you have seen the expression of compassion syafa like this fatih can not do anything but follow his will, he did not want a new smile engraved on the face of the shafa will turn sour if he refused his wife's wishes.
one week later
" De' you're ready..? "
said fatih to his wife who looks busy fixing her hijab behind the dresser.
he smiled to see the wife who was so comfortable in front of the final glass - this end.
"*it's already beautiful.."
aren't you tired of sitting in front of that glass keep*..?
the Shafa who heard her husband's rant just put his lips together.
" idih you nih mas the name aja pregnant people use in ledekin again.." this does not want me mas but want a baby in the belly of my stomach...
this time the shafa spoke while stroking his flat stomach, fatih walked up to the shafa and stood before the shafa.
yes deeh sorryin abi yah dede' baby...
dede' can continue later but not now well...!
we're going...!
fatih spoke to Shafa while stroking his stomach as if he was talking to the baby in his wife's stomach.
syafa just smiled at her husband's behavior, she was happy because since her pregnancy fatih attitude became warmer and more attentive to her.
come on baby let's go....!
I can't wait to see the best Qori and Qoriah competition in Indonesia, I can't wait to hear the beauty of the chanting of verses - sacred verses that will be read must sound beautiful.
fatih walked around his wife towards his blue avanza sedan opening the passenger door beside the steering wheel.
syafa smiled at how enthusiastic her husband was when it came to such competition, it was only natural that her beloved husband was one of the best Qori in southern Sumatra where he was born.
the journey has been taken a few hours now fatih and syafa are entering the peak area of Bogor Avanza blue driven by fatih walking right in front of a truck driven at medium speed, which is very fast, a few minutes later, the coach saw a minibus trying to overtake the truck, but the accident when the minibus was just about to walk ahead of the truck from the opposite direction appeared minibus with high speed and hit the first minibus until collision also inevitable.
the minibus slammed and nudged the Avanza he was driving until the car hit a sedan in front of him before slamming and overturned fatih felt a great pain in his head due to hit the steering wheel of the car.
there was nothing to worry about at that time other than syafa fatih turned to look at the shafa sitting in the passenger seat next to him he saw blood on the corner of the girl's lips blood was also seen in the khimar he wore and everything became dark.
to be continue
