Love Elsaliani

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Iqbal who just opened his eyes, immediately presented with a scene that makes his heart beat crazily. The innocent face of Elsaliani who was still asleep seemed to hypnotize Iqbal's mind, making him continue to want to look at the face in the long run.

Slowly moving hands towards Elsaliani's face, trying to move the hair that had blocked his eyes a little earlier, Iqbal gently rubbed his wife's head.

"What is this thing called living karma? in the past, for the sake of maintaining a uniform, I was willing to marry a girl I had never even met, and now to defend this foreign girl, I was risking my uniform instead. Funny right? Honey, maybe this is the reply to my attitude that always hurt you, make you cry all the time.I sincerely El, I, I'm sincere if at any time I have to take off my uniform to be able to stay by your side. Right now I just want you, the rest I don't need anything else. This late love, or I who have wasted my precious three months, I will turn everything into teaching, so that my folly will not be repeated. El, keep loving me, don't leave me!" Iqbal muttered in a soft voice and still faithfully looked at Elsaliani's face.

Cup, Iqbal landed his lips on Elsaliani's forehead, making the wife squirm and slowly open her eyes.

"Sorry, for waking up dear!" Iqbal.

"Mas, El misses!" Said Elsaliani and again tightened his hands on Iqbal's body.

"Hindu? right from last night here, why do you still miss?"

"I don't know, the point is El misses mas all the time." Clearly Elsaliani then kissed both cheeks Iqbal.

"Darling unfairly, others protested!" Obviously Iqbal while pointing his nose, forehead, chin and lips.

Iqbal's attitude suddenly made Elsaliani laugh amusedly, then back to touch Iqbal's nose, forehead, chin and lips with his index finger.

"PROtest? I have-there is. Mas, hm..ayo!"

"Where? El ask for excellent service or energy charger? which was? or both? come on!" Iqbal said excitedly.

"Mas, don't you hear the voice of Azan? it was dawn. Let's have a congregational dawn, El wants to be the master mas in every prayer, can we?"

"Hmmm..." Answer Iqbal.

Elsaliani got off the bed and rushed towards the bathroom leaving Iqbal still sitting pensively.

For a moment Iqbal's heart seemed to stop functioning, his breathing was stifled, his brain seemed to turn back all his memories with Elsaliani. Yes, all this time he had never let Elsaliani approach him what else until the congregational prayer, which they never did at all, instead of worshiping together, he said, Iqbal was busy increasing sin by torturing the birth and inner Elsaliani.

"Can I be a good priest to you El? why the more I recognize you, the more I meet the figure of an angel on you. Maybe it is true what Brother Hadi said, if to see the privilege that is in you, I must have special skills. O God, now I just understand and understand, if indeed You know better what is best for me, more than I find myself. I only ask for what I think is good, but You give me the best of You, then, which other favors should I deny? Forgive me all my sins, O Allah." Iqbal muttered with crying hearts and eyes, cursing at the self that is always selfish and bad at the giver of destiny.

"Mas, come! why is it still there? don't you want to be El's priest?" Tanya Elsaliani who was complete with face and walked closer to Iqbal who was still reeling in daydreams.

"Darling, wait a minute!" Obviously Iqbal then immediately got out of bed.

Iqbal stopped, he looked back at Elsaliani, and was about to touch the peaceful face of Elsaliani wrapped in a pure white face. Elsaliani immediately stepped back.

"Mas don't misunderstand me. It's not that El doesn't want to be touched the same mas, but El was wudhu." Obviously Elsaliani who does not want to go back to make the husband misunderstand what he just did.

"Sorry dear, you end up being more beautiful when you are wearing mukena. It'll be fast!" Obviously Iqbal with a big smile and immediately to the bathroom.

The two prayed together at dawn, something they never did at all.

Praying together with the husband is Elsaliani's dream since he was a santri. How not, he was always jealous of household stories that always worship together, reprimanding each other, reminding each other. Just imagine making Elsaliani so floating, to make him so want the life story that is like that, but unfortunately the dream is only hope, everything disappears when, Iqbal never even assume its existence.

For the first time he stood behind the husband, in prostration to the owner of life, without feeling happy tears began to drip from the eyes of Elsaliani.

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"Darling....!" Call me spoiled Iqbal.

Iqbal sat on the dining table chair, he kept looking at Elsaliani who was struggling with his cooking.

"Hmmm...." Answer Elsaliani who is still busy frying rice.

"What if we use auxiliary power? Say again pregnant, mas afraid that dear will be overwhelmed to take care of everything alone."

"El is happy to do it. El does not need helpers, El can do everything, after all not heavy work right, cook, clean, El was ordinary." Elsaliani.

Elsaliani stepped towards the dining table with a plate of fried rice ples the eggs of beef eyes on it, after putting breakfast on the table, he also sat beside Iqbal.

"But baby, right now it's different, baby don't it's the same baby?"

" El wants to serve all the needs of the mas, El wants to be the wife of Soleha for mas, El wants to go to heaven with mas. Later if El already needs a maid, El will ask the same mas! Let's eat the fried rice!" Clearly Elsaliani while gently rubbing both backs of Iqbal's hands.

"Alright mas nurut how to love, but remember, do not make the mas worry, if you need help immediately call mas, mas will stay for dear."

"Will....." Pinta Iqbal, while thrusting a spoon containing fried rice into the mouth of Elsaliani.

"Hand achy mas dear, quarry!" Iqbal continued because Elsaliani never opened his mouth.

Slowly Elsaliani chirped, he immediately ate the fried rice, then Iqbal returned to feed himself.

"Great boy! hm...what's your favorite food, baby?"

"Rice!"

"That's all?"

"That's the first, next all the food El likes to eat."

"Wuiiiiih, horrified also the wife of this mas. So baby this is the origin of the name of the food must like, huh?'

"Hm...! That mas?"

"Darling!"

"Ishhh, seriously! let's cook later."

"Seriously, baby it's my favorite!" Said Iqbal laughing satisfied with the expression of Elsaliani's face that looked panicked.

"Good dear who cooks, I like whatever it is. What's your favorite color, baby?" Iqbal continued after re-inserting fried rice into his mouth and also Elsaliani.

"Green, what about mas?"

"Same, green too!"

"But El has never seen anyone wear anything or clothes that are green."

"Had not liked it, but a few minutes ago it became my favorite color!" Iqbal replied casually and resumed his breakfast.

"Ishhh, not very exciting. I'm ah, El is going to go to the room, baby is going to rest he said." Clearly Elsaliani while getting up from the chair.

"Seriously? baby's really saying, like Uma said just now?" Iqbal asked as he stroked Elsaliani's flat stomach.

"Yes..baby tired, want to rest!" Answer Elsaliani by imitating the voice of a spoiled child.

'Yes, come on, I'm with baby and Uma!" Obviously Iqbal and directly carrying Elsaliani's body.

"Buck...."

"Why? I also want to rest, tired. Oh yeah baby, when do we tell umi, Abi, father and mother about baby?"

"El go with the mas, the sooner the better."

"Okay, we'll let them know. Be prepared, it will be full of houses if news about baby spread. Will be disturbed when we are friendly ma dear, mother will certainly often come here, or just give birth we just tell them?"

"Mas, what the hell? who has a mother equally will be furious if we say it nine months later."

"Yes, too, it's scary. Forgive me if you're already in action, you just have to install a full volume handset!" Obviously Iqbal laughed considering the attitude of the mother who always nagged at length for weeks if being annoyed at Iqbal and Adimaja.

"We'll call them tonight!"

"OKAY. And now let's go!" Said Iqbal and immediately accelerated his steps towards the room.***

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