LOCKDOWN A Love And Covid - 19

Over the Long Bridge

"i asked God to meet you twice.

First in the world, second in heaven"

The event went perfectly, the sunlight began to walk westward towards the throne to replace the moon and stars. I was with him, walking along 100 meters on a long bridge approaching the tree house in the middle of the forest. In this second I was no longer afraid of a wild animal or a large batik snake approaching, nor did I imagine that there were wild animals when paired with a handsome man. My face never escaped a smile even when my husband was not looking at me. And my husband never held back from smiling and then kissing my forehead as I looked at him in shame.

"Nyunnah used to be yuk .." he asked without hesitation holding my hand, I followed behind him entering the tree house that had been conjured into a beautiful and comfortable room and yes I did not lie, warmly.

"Emm no mirror..?"

Much

"What dear..?" He asked as if he did not hear my voice when I tried to say it loud enough, of course again I felt the blood flow hard towards my face, I was sure my face would be red again.

"Cermiiiin ...."i said slowly but he heard it, he approached me until there was almost no distance between my body and his body.

"I describe you .." she said grimacingly revealing her arranged neat teeth.

I reply with a grimace too.

His hand held the top of my head according to the teachings of the Prophet, with reverence he prayed and then I amenated what he said..

"Let me help." she then took my hand, and she took me to the corner of the bed. We sat together, he was busy removing the crown that was on top of my head, we removed each other's awkwardness. I let her at will remove the crown planted on my blue headscarf with many needles as her rodents so as not to waver for one day.

"Are you sure about this wedding, baby..?" Ask him in between the work he is doing right now,the addition of words - adorable - behind the sentence always makes me silent for a few seconds first to relieve my heart that always beats harder when hearing the word.

"Surely, otherwise I wouldn't have stayed in the car."

"I'm a woman who doesn't know shame, why do you call me..?" I looked up to see his face

"Just a moment.. bow down, dear.." she asked gently while pressing on my head.

"You're shy, if not sure you've been singing in front of your father's guests haven't you ?"

His words held back laughter

"Why are you sure of me when you don't know me completely ..?" My toot.

My husband replied with a smile that I could not interpret what it meant. Maybe happy, maybe there's a story behind it.

The last needle under my chin was removed by her, she held my chin slowly, making sure I had to stare at her at this moment as a form of asking polite permission she wanted me to remove my hijab..

"Your rights are my man... Open .."

My love, her hands shaking down the light blue veil slowly onto my shoulders, she smiled again and I never got tired of that smile.

"Beautiful. "murmurm.

"We pray tonight." he asked, I nodded in agreement.

My heart would almost fall if I kept silent before his face. I stepped out towards the long bridge in front of the tree house.

"A very useful gift..."

He commented while putting the glass in front of me. A glass of my favorite ultra milk chocolate milk. He put it in that glass, and thrust it for me first.

On this long bridge, amidst the lush towering pine trees, the glittering tumblr lights that extend on the side of the bridge, along with the afternoon wind that will bring twilight to the contest.

"may I tell you a story..? '' firhan's permission

" of course, dear. "i replied, as her smile grew again, for the first time I called her dear, dear, I should not be ashamed anyway aisha in the movie verse love also not shy after marriage call her husband dear. Inspiring me, my men began to tell stories.

" I admire you, ever since you were Junior High maybe back then. I saw you at a glance get out of the car, and I don't know it was you who talked about a lot of santri son because of the beauty of your face. I'm afraid, I'm not the kind of guy who easily indulges in love, and at that time I didn't know love. I just know that my goal to be a santri is to learn, although sometimes when I am lazy, I go to a cafe near the market" he said. Firhan hid his crisp laughter, he continued

"I realized and began to learn love because of the book you wrote, since the first book was published until 3 other series I always follow and obsess with your writing style, I always follow your writing style, from that moment on I wanted to go deeper into marriage.

I asked some teachers who taught you when you were a student, and I became interested. I'm interested just because I heard the story about you, I fought for you through do'a. "he said made me fixated on the sentence he presented to me this afternoon.

" i also found out about you, even though my time is shorter, it's only been a week to be able to collect data about you. I asked the last few students to talk to me before entering your car." I told you.

Who is the student who is not interested in the eagle-eyed figure in front of me. His smile when showing neatly arranged teeth can make women fascinated. His hair stood like a hedgehog, his thick eyebrows, his sharp nose and thin beard added charisma to his face. But that's not what I'm looking for. I am not a woman who likes good looks, for me good looks and wealth is number so and I never care. Sholih and loving made me focus on her.

"i hope that by marrying us, you can guide and direct me on the path of God, I choose you because I want heaven to feel close to me."

Firhan's left hand gently grabbed my hand, his right hand pointing at dusk. He asked me to look at the twilight, the space where we shared the story for the first time began to blacken, only the light from the tumblr that helped the lighting made the surroundings more romantic. Beautiful color and suitable for current, white warm.

Blending in her arms, fusing our fingers together, I looked up and smiled.

I will never forget this day

The day Firhan immersed my body in his warm embrace

Providing comfort that is second to none

"do you want to get married again..?" ask him when dusk starts yellowing to go into the fusion. Firhan gently wiped my cheek and smiled

"what's my reason for looking for another woman..? If one feels like four" he replied then squeezed my cheek

"get in the house, maybe the person at home is waiting for us.." I asked, he returned the glass to the tree house, his ignorant smile signaled he would do something to me

"aaaaw.." I cried as his arm held me in front of his body, he leaned me along this long bridge.

"hold my neck dear.." Firhan stopped his steps

I hooked my hands around his neck to make our faces close together, when Maghrib was coming, when dusk came into his contest, when the light of romance became our friend on this bridge..

He kissed my lips softly.