Love Children Pesantren

Retains

The clock has shown almost nine o'clock at night, but Reyhan has not yet returned home. Just like last night, it was raining tonight. Of course it made Syifa worried.

Ting tong's...Ting tong's...

Syifa smiled in relief, quickly walking to open the door. It is true that Reyhan came, but not alone but with a woman.

"Assalamualaik." Reyhan.

"Waalaikum salam." Syifa answered and kissed her husband's hand.

"Assalamualaikum mbak." Now replace the woman who gave greetings.

"Waalaikum salam. Please come in." His words. Both of them sat on the living room sofa. "Fa, make a drink." Pinta Reyhan's.

"Yes. A moment." Syifa quickly walked towards the kitchen. Make some warm tea for the girl. But his mind kept thinking about who the woman was? Why go home both.

When he finished, he brought the cup of tea, put it on the table right in front of the woman. He sat next to Reyhan. "Please drink."

"Yes. Thank you mbak" Reply then take a cup of tea and drink it. He frowned. "Cock salted mbak?" Ask her.

Syifa surprised. "Huh? Any time?" He quickly took the tea back and drank it. And accidentally his mouth sprayed the tea because it was indeed salty. "Hiek...kok can??"

"Shyfa!!" Call reyhan.

Syifa turned her head but Reyhan shook his head by looking at her.

With a bit of confusion Syifa looked towards the woman. Realizing, he immediately felt guilty. Did the spray hit the girl's face? Well, not intentionally. "Sorry sorry.gue take tissue..."

"No need to be mad, no papa." She answered by wiping her face with the tip of her hijab.

"Oh yeah, I made a new tea. Sorry..."

"No need!!" Ketus Reyhan's. "Hen, just go home. I'm anterin."

"What if you can't go home by yourself?" Ask Syifa.

"Oh I can't. Han, it doesn't matter. I'll go home by myself."

"Gue is anther. It's night, let alone rain."

"But I..." Syifa's sentence was cut off because Reyhan was immediately standing in the woman's footsteps. The two of them walked out of the house and got into the car together, while Syifa could only stare at them with the flames of jealousy even though she did not know what they were doing.

•••••

"Bag!!" Call Syifa by standing over when Reyhan has arrived. "Who is that girl??"

"Henny."

"Who is he? I have a relationship with Henny."

"Just a temen."

"That means from this afternoon I went together, is that him??!"

"Hm." Reyhan Mumbled. "Fa, Lo was on purpose?" Ask Reyhan.

"What intentional?"

"Salt love to tea."

"Why are you talking about that? Where there is Syifa on purpose! Syifa did not know that what Syifa gave to the tea was salt, Syifa also did not deliberately spray tea on her while drinking!!" Suddenly he became emotional because Reyhan felt negative thoughts about what he did to Henny.

"Gue just asked..." Reyhan replied subtly.

"But I'm saying you know?! Syifa should have asked the same mas, Wherever mas until this hour just returned home. Where are the other women again! Syifa is not allowed, also asked no answer! Said important! How important is his business?? Should I take Henny?? Syifa needs more mas!! That man has a wife! So what should be in the same temple Syifa is not another woman!!" The tone is getting higher. Suddenly she recalled the question Reyhan Yeng maintained when pregnant. Makes her think it's possible she'll find another woman to get a child.

Reyhan fell silent, allowing Syifa to nag as much as possible. "Do you want to find another woman??" Now he speaks according to his mind.

"FA!!"

"Yes What?? We have been married for almost three years, have consulted a doctor but Syifa is not yet pregnant. Want to find another woman to replace Syifa's position? Nasty tau ga!!" He said by running up the stairs. I don't know why he became so sensitive this late. He was also very easily ignited by emotions, feeling that he was not the real Syifa.

•••••

The next morning Syifa was in her room. He felt guilty for being angry too. "Huufft...why me? Could have been yesterday about work." Syifa. "Why am I so sensitive now. Is it because of lack of attention?"

"Fa..." Call Reyhan make Syifa look over. "Breakfast first."

Syifa smiled. "Yes." Yeah." He got out of bed and walked over to Reyhan. The two of them walked together towards the dining table. "Emm.mas." Yeah."

"Hm?"

"Sorry Syifa for last night. Syifa doesn't know why until that emotion. Yea?? Sorry yes..."

"Yes." Yeah."

"So yesterday I went with Henny, why? Job business?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Henny's a flight attendant?"

"Hm"

"A lot of flights are the same?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Means Deket dong."

"Lumayan."

"Did she have a husband yet?"

"Not yet."

"If boyfriend?" Ask Syifa. Ah kepo it feels so.

"I don't know."

"I don't think Henny likes it?"

"No."

"Really?"

"Hm."

"Henny and Syifa are still waiting for where?"

Reyhan glanced at Syifa at a glance. "You."

"But I still love Syifa?"

"Still."

Reyhan pulled out the chair as they reached the dining table. "Sit down."

"Thank you..." Said Syifa by occupying the chair in Reyhan's pull. The guy sits in front of him.

They both read the prayer before eating. "Where's Barti?"

"Go home. He said his son was sick. But, he said today he wanted to come back here again." Syifa made Reyhan a mangosteen.

"Oi yeah, if Bi Narti comes home, who's cooking this?" Ask Syifa

"Grand."

"Can you cook??"

"Just try it."

Syifa nodded. He took the eggs Reyhan made.

"From his appearance, it was not convincing. But papa, Syifa's gonna try." Syifa said, then she rubbed the tip of the egg a little, put it in her mouth. Few seconds. "Emmm....Asiii!!" The cry of Syifa held this matchless saltiness in her mouth.

"Mas, how much salt?"

"It's like a dose of tea."

Syifa. "How many spoons?"

"Three"

"Three tablespoons what's three teaspoons?"

"Tea..."

"Three teaspoons for one egg?"

"Hm"

"Oh..salty panties."

"Do you want me to make a new one?"

"Eh no need to...I ate this."

"Salt words?!"

"Yes, it's salty. But the rice is in many. Done right?" Syifa. He looked at Reyhan who was eating his food. "Mas, Henny's house isn't Deket from here?"

"Ga is too."

"How many kilos from here?"

"Eight."

"Well, Deket is mah. Why wasn't last night told to go home alone."

Reyhan looked at Syifa. "She's a fa woman. It is not good to go home alone, especially when it rains. He came with me, so if there's anything I should also be responsible for."

"That means yesterday we were just two?"

"The same Dimas."

"Dimas temen mas?"

"Hm."

"Why didn't Syifa see Dimas yesterday?"

"After Maghrib, he had a sudden affair eating him away. And can't continue our business."

"Oh..But today I'm not going, right?"

Reyhan.

"But tomorrow I have to go."

"Just like Henny again?"

"Hm."

Syifa. "Why not Syifa?"

"Later you'll be sapped."

"Yes not papa. What matters is Syifa being invited." Reply Syifa nyolot. "Why do I have to go again?"

"Yet, yesterday's business wasn't finished."

Syifa. "Yes, if you don't leave. Temenin Syifa to market. Want huh?"

"Yes." Yeah."

•••••

At eight o'clock, they leave

to market. This hour is usually the market is still crowded, quiet if it is ten or eleven o'clock in the afternoon. Syifa immediately invited Reyhan to buy fish.

"What fish would you buy?"

"Bandong."

"Mom tandem sekilo."

"Yes neng."

"Mas, guess what fish this is?" Syifa asked a guess by pointing at one of the fish on the merchant's table.

"Bandong."

"Ih no. It's called tilapia. What is this?"

"Bandong."

Reyhan.

"Try this one. His name is not a fish. Guess what fish?"

"The fish."

Syifa sighed slowly. "Everything is on the hooks of a milkfish. This is the fish that is usually made crackers like that."

"House?"

"Ih no. This shrimp...." Syifa pointed at the shrimp with annoyance. "Take another guess."

"Fish long."

"There are long fish. His name is fish..."

Reyhan.

"The gang...."

"southeast."

Syifa breathed a rough breath. "Refrain!!"

"It's neng." Said the seller handed over the fish in the wrap. "Yes thank you ma'am.add this one kilo shrimp too."

"Oh yes, neng."

"Well that one, you know what a fish is!"

Reyhan looked at the fish that Syifa pointed at. "Dark?"

"Astaghfirullahal adziim.mas has never been to the market? It's lele...!"

"Oh..."

"Mas seems to have to graze fishing so that it can be different in fish." Suggestion Syifa. "Syifa give me another guess. The fish breathes???"

"Inseal." Answer Reyhan.

"Wrong."

Reyhan frowned. "Lung lung."

"Wrong!"

"Continue?"

"Guess what..."

"Fins?"

"What fish breathes with fins?"

Reyhan pressed his shoulders.

"It really doesn't know?" Ask Syifa. Looking at Reyhan who was silent alone, made him give a long sigh. "The fish breathes with God's permission..." His words gave an answer.

"Why is Natap Syifa like that? Is Syifa's answer wrong??" She asked as Reyhan stared at her for a long time.

Reyhan smiled faintly. He immediately pinched Syifa's cheek, ih..."Ah, don't pinch the pinch. It's not good to know."

After circling around the market for about two hours, they finally went home. While outside, Syifa accidentally saw a chicken seller. The chicken was tied to his feet, and put in front of them. Actually Kasian, therefore he bought it. But not all of them, one is enough. Maybe this chicken can accompany her day when Reyhan goes to work.

After making sure no one wants to buy again, they immediately go home. Arriving at home, Syifa was made a little surprised when she saw the door open. Didn't he just close it?

"Mas, how can the door open? Who's opening it??"

Reyhan pressed his shoulders. "Yes, he's in."

"But then what if there's a thief?"

"Ga will."

"Can't do it..."

"Don't be afraid." Reyhan replied, holding Syifa's hand, telling her to go inside. As they entered the living room, he heard the sound of water pouring out of the kitchen. Syifa looked at Reyhan in fear. "Mas, check who's in the kitchen."

Reyhan nodded. With definite steps and width he began to walk towards the kitchen, it did not take long for him to come back to Syifa. "Who's there?"

"Bi Narti." Answer Reyhan.

Syifa gave a sigh of relief. "So there's no burping, right??"

"No. I'll go into the room first."

"Yes." Yeah."

With the chicken still in his hand, Syifa walked towards the kitchen. Look at bi Narti who was washing dishes. "Assynogaic"

Bi Narti. He immediately turned off the tap in the wastefel. "Waalaikum salam."

"When did auntie come? Kirain was a thief."

Bi Narti. "Yes, I'm not sorry, I haven't been here long. Keep on opening it turns out the door is not in the key. And I see also this plate has not been washed, so all of you directly I wash not let clean."

Syifa nodded. "Yes, Syifa did not make nyuci. Thanks to bi."

"Yes, non."

"Oh yes bi, in the middle room there are groceries please take to the kitchen yes, continue to put in place. I can't take it with me because I have chicken."

"Yes, non." Reply bi Narti with a quick walk towards the middle room.

"Chicken, play yuk!" Bring Syifa. "You want?"

"Oh want.ya already come to the backyard we play the same." Say Syifa spirit by bringing his chicken to the backyard. Invite him to play. Yes, even playing chicken is not as fun as playing cat. But yes, his old cat is dead, and he has not had time to adopt a new cat again. So while playing with the chicken first.

Haaah, just catching him is so hard. Especially to invite him to play. You chicken! Tired of being told to keep chasing.

Syifa stopped when her breath megap megap because of not managed to catch the rooster when the chicken was released. He changed his position to crouching. "Aaah..so bad! I want to play woy not chase Lo!" Pekik Syifa was upset.

"KUR KUR KUR...." Indeed such was the voice of the person he often heard when calling the chicken to get close. Trying this way does not hurt either time yes. "KUR KUR KUR..."

"Chicken I have food here....KUR KUR KUR...." Call Syifa again. Slowly the rooster began to approach. "KUR KUR'S...."

Syifa smiled broadly as the chicken was only a few centimeters away from her crouching. "Well, wait there okay??" Mumbles Syifa slowly by taking a square to catch.

Cruutts...

Syifa immediately raised her hand to catch but again failed because the chicken was agile to escape first. "III...It's so hard!!" He said a little emotion.

He was silent as he felt something wet in his palm. He saw both hands treading the ground for not being able to catch a chicken. Slowly Syifa began to raise both of her hands. His eyes bulged as he looked at the rest of the chicken tai on the ground. He quickly looked at the state of his palm, whether it was hit by tai or not. But it was true, his right palm...

"IIIHHHH!!! AYAAAMM!!" He shouted with exploding emotions. Spooky look at the chicken plonga plongo staring back and forth without sin.

"BASIC LO! FORTUNATELY I BOUGHT IT, JUST BE CAREFUL I WILL DEFINITELY FRY LO! WHAT A BUMMER!!" Shouted Syifa venting her frustration. He looked back at his palm. "Hueeek....WATCH OUT! GA LAMA LO WILL DEFINITELY DIE!! I GOROK LO! Hueee....!!"

With Syifa running into the kitchen, wash her palms with water. How many times did he want to vomit to see it and the smell that sometimes came in was smelled by his nose. "Why non??" Ask bi Narti.

"BI..see this, my hand has tai siih! iih huek..bau again!"

Syifa turned off the water tap. Then I saw his clean hands. "Bi try to kiss. Still stinky or not?" Pinta Syifa with her palm thrusting.

"Try soap first non."

Syifa nodded. He immediately poured the lemon mama in his hand. Rubbing until removing the foam and then rinsing it back. "If it doesn't smell, does it? try to smell it."

Bi Narti instantly did what Syifa asked. She shook her head. "Already non. There's no smell."

"Oi yeah?" Currently replace Syifa who checks it directly. "Oh yeah, now it smells like mama lime, if so Syifa went to the room first. Thanks to bi.."

"It's the same as non."

•••••

"Yes..."

"Hm."

"Waalaikum salam." Reyhan answered and turned off the phone.

"Mas, who's on the phone?" Ask Syifa when she comes to the room.

"Nobody"

Syifa sighed softly by sitting herself down. "Tomorrow mas so go again?"

"Hm"

"What time?"

"Both noon. Lo coming?"

Syifa raised her head. "don't know. Syifa, the end of this end is easily tired. Fear of disturbing. But it matters??"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Tomorrow if Syifa's body is fit, but if it's still limp it may not." The answer. "Tomorrow from Henny again?"

"Hm."

"Two?"

"The same Dimas."

"Yes, that's it. But I promise you to keep your distance. Henny likes it the same way."

Reyhan sat down beside Syifa. "Don't think that's not."

"Yes that's it. Although I already have a wife, Syifa sure out there a lot of girls who still want to be his wife. Mas is handsome, rich and also pinter. Who doesn't want to try??"

"If the mas burik that Syifa ga too will be worried. Later if anyone wants to deny Syifa how? If anyone takes the position of Syifa how?"

Reyhan holds Syifa's hand. "Gue ain't gonna let that happen. Before anyone dares to touch Lo, they have to face me first."

Syifa smiled. "Promise??"

"Promise." Reyhan replied definitely.

"Soalnya mas, it often happens like that. A lot of people look cute, but they like it." Said Syifa again with a glance at Reyhan. "Kayak mas first, right??"

"Then I used to be with Syifa, cold, cold,

pretend you don't care, but you like it. Aye right? Syifa was actually a girl how much did you like that time?

"First and last."

Syifa blushed in embarrassment. "Oi yeah? This is not a crocodile word, right?"

"According to Lo?"

Syifa. "That's why the hell that guy is so arrogant. Just say like it, even pura cuek outside." He pinched Reyhan's stomach.

"Eh, what's in the pinch?" Ask Reyhan.

"Emang why? Ga likes? Bales if you can."

Hearing that answer Reyhan immediately tickled the belly of the girl before him.

"Eh eh kok in gelitikin,, already already ameli hahaha..." Syifa tried to stop Reyhan tickling her.

"Said it was bales." Reply Reyhan.

"Ih but do not tickle ih.hahaha,, aahhh stop ih.geli..." Actually Syifa also tried to retaliate to tickle her husband, but always could not. He kept on making laughs. "Ih I've stopped..aaahh haha.ih amused,,, oh...!"

Reyhan stopped his hand. Now it was her turn to tickle her husband. "Well, how come you're bales again?" Ask Reyhan.

"Well, this is rasain...."

"Oh I'm bales again..." Reyhan replied with a reply.

"Ah..hahaha,, uh don't...Syifa will not bales. But stop it..!!" Her request. "Lt..stop!! AHH.geli tau mas, ouch!"

The two of them stopped each other. "I'm tired of Syifa's stomach laughing constantly." He said then fell silent. They look at each other.

He's mine now, and I'm not gonna let anyone be his. No matter how much I try to replace my position, I will continue to stay. Because I'm sure, his love is big and still intact. Inner Syifa.

"Lo don't worry. I'll always be Lo's, not someone else's." Reyhan said as if he could hear Syifa.

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