Love of Muhallil

visit to the former in-laws' house

"how about today, we visit Attar together. Did Daughter agree?" Ahmad Faiz.

"Are you sure Zein?" Haya is so happy.

"Why not. Today mas holiday, anyway mas do not want to see in Haya sad."

"Thank you, mom, but____" Haya was so enthusiastic, that Haya forgot, what kind of marriage they had. What if Niko's colleague or brother saw her alone with another man.

Ahmad Faiz nodded.

"Now it is better to prepare in Haya, we leave now," with gentleness, Ahmad Faiz's attitude is able to make Haya more hurt.

Haya was so enthusiastic and immediately took the bag on the table.

Knee-length maroon red dress with unraveled hair, making Haya's appearance more charming.

Lipstick color nude do not forget Haya polish right on her tiny lips, make up thin Haya apply on her face which is already beautiful since birth.

If the bag is always carried everywhere, then what about the clothes Haya. Before coming to Faiz's house, Haya and Zein had already taken some of Haya's clothes. Because there's a Niko role there

"Beck____!" Ahmad Faiz was stunned for a while.

In his heart Haya wanted to laugh, how not, how to see Ahmad Faiz's expression that was so tense and looked so funny. Am I this beautiful, the heart of Haya praises herself.

"May not ask, starting today if out of the house, di Haya must get used to closing the aurat. Mas does not deny that Dik Haya is very beautiful to wear this dress, but mas want beauty in Haya only for mas. Don't let another man know how beautiful this wife is."

Haya looked at Ahmad Faiz who gave an advice. Funny advice and not yet thought of by Haya's mind.

"Dik Haya knows if a woman who does not keep her aurat before marriage, then her father is responsible. But if you're married like us, then you're in charge, your afterlife, brother."

"How does Haya agree?" Ahmad Faiz asked with a smile.

Haya is still silent, why Ahmad Faiz is pressing him a lot to close the aurat. Honestly, Haya can not, he means Haya is not ready for now.

"Can't be later, or another time?"

"Closing the aurat is a duty, every Muslim, dik!" Ahmad Faiz tried to find an answer to the way Haya looked.

"Mas, I'm not ready. Look at my morals, I also lack religious knowledge, I am still awkward if I have to close the aurat," lamented Haya felt not ready mentally.

"Ready or unprepared must learn to be ready. Closing the law is mandatory for every Muslimah, do not be hooked with morality, they are both clearly different, do not judge people from their clothes, well sometimes there are true too. But more correctly, if you keep clothes and maintain morals too."

"Free mas, if you keep the aurat but the behavior is still bad, still like negative things and can not keep the oral, the heart is still dirty," Haya felt inappropriate.

"Nothing is useless, keeping the aurat and closing it is the duty of a Muslim. While the behavior is already entered the morality of people, do not measure from her hijab but from the heart and intention. Slowly because accustomed, oral can also keep her from infamy," Ahmad Faiz held his own chest.

"I'm not ready yet, I'm afraid to laugh at my friends?" Haya is still ngeyel.

"Same friend, but not ashamed of God!" Ahmad Faiz smiled, Haya's reply made sense.

"Mas, don't force me, now! Next time, will you?" Pinta Haya's.

"Sir, this is also for your good. Is it not wrong if you remind Dik Haya in terms of kindness? Especially now that we are husband and wife, his mandatory law reminds and gives advice. Moreover, the wife herself, because a husband will take the sins of the wife."

"I'm not ready yet. I'm young, I'll close the letter when I'm old, okay?" Haya smiled happily. This time it must have been justified.

"Are you sure that you will live to old age?" goda Ahmad Faiz gave the answer to all the answers of Haya.

"Oh, what the hell! How is his prayer so."

"Hehehe__, Dead conditions do not have to be old. It can be young, even babies."

"Mas, don't be so scared!"

"People don't want to, just remind."

"One more good if not started with the word force. Good habits are not tried, it will feel heavy and lazy, so from today let's get used to it?"

"I'm wearing a long shirt!" Haya frowned and tried to look for long clothes.

Ahmad Faiz seemed to want to laugh at the attitude of Haya is so unique, even when angry though.

"Will love come so soon? Wasn't it a Sholehah woman I dreamed of, why would she marry such a woman now?" Ahmad Faiz smiled again.

Not long after, Haya came out with long trousers and a long-sleeved shirt that was folded half-elbow. Complete with hijab that is only in the loop to the back. Don't ask the game, of course Haya does not have, the hijab is also a short pasmina.

"Beautiful!" Praise Ahmad Faiz. But Haya did not intend to respond, it seems Haya is not confident yet.

"It's really beautiful wife this mas." once again Ahmad Faiz praised, suddenly made Haya blush embarrassed, and throbbing feeling humiliated.

"Don't make fun of it!" Haya cried and was able to make Ahmad Faiz smile amusedly. Indeed, Haya clothing needs to be restored, by not highlighting certain areas for example. But Ahmad Faiz did not want to immediately cut off the mental Haya.

Islam is beautiful and easy, just how we apply it. Slowly surely Haya will understand, how to close the letter that should be. Ahmad Faiz did not want to be impressed.

Finally Haya followed Ahmad Faiz out of the house.

"Our mom's riding a bike?" Haya looked surprised.

"Yes dong. I have his motor. Just buy gasoline can run, but the old motorbike, Dik Haya is not shy, right?" Ahmad Faiz asked to see Haya surprised.

"So no, but it's hot. What if it rains?"

Ahmad Faiz was silent and heaved a heavy sigh.

"Sik, sorry, I don't want to use a car in Haya. But I want to start life with Dik Haya is really from zero, would you like to live with Mas and start from scratch?"

"Boy___!" Haya recalls her early mission of marrying Ahmad Faiz and Haya bowed deeply. Haya tried to understand the condition of Ahmad Faiz.

"Mas tau, di Haya is not used to it. But please and I hope that Dik Haya understands? Mas dear di Haya, so please dik Haya do not force the mas to use the results of hard work in Haya, mas can not."

"Mas, don't talk about it!" Haya felt bad for offending Ahmad Faiz.

"The husband's money has the right of the wife, while the wife's money is the wife's personal property. Yes if the wife is really ridho lilahita'ala, it is if in the gibkit-ungkit will be a field of sin make, mas." Ahmad Faiz swiping Haya's arm.

Now Haya was sighing harshly.

"okay mas, for the sake of mas I will learn to start a new life, we star from nothing!"

Haya imagines coming back to Attar soon. It's okay Haya should be able to, just live a simple life, after all will not die either.

"Sip__, Let's go up?"

Haya also piggybacked on the back seat of Ahmad Faiz's motorbike. His eyes turned in all directions, it turns out that riding the motorbike there is also its own attraction data, can enjoy the wind directly.

"Where's the house?" Ahmad Faiz seeks guidance from Haya.

"That's it, we stop there?" Haya pointed at a house that looked so majestic.

A towering whitewashed house, large, majestic and very modern. Ahmad Faiz astonished. Which Haya points to is right or wrong.

"Whose house is this, brother?"

"My second, my mom."

"Su___." Ahmad Faiz is not playing. Look, the house of Haya's former in-laws is towering like a palace. Another with Ahmad Faiz's second home in the village. It was very different one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Former-in-law means," Haya justifies his speech that is felt to be less fitting in hearing.

"Let's go in, Miss Haya?" The security guard who stood guard in the courtyard of the house invited Haya to enter the magnificent house.

Honest in the recesses of Ahmad Faiz there are doubts and concerns. How could Ahmad Faiz have the face to come to this magnificent house? It can be ascertained that Haya's ex-husband is a very rich person, able to face Ahmad Faiz's former family.

Ahmad Faiz thought, will Haya be able to live a simple life with him? While if you look at the clothes and whatever is in use Haya all look brand.

Can Haya survive in simplicity?

"Mother____" Attar ran to hug Haya, in dramatic fashion. Haya hugged tightly and showered her handsome son with a kiss.

"Mother angent."

"Dear, I know. I miss Attar too, is Attar okay, is she still sick?" Haya tightened her arms, until Ms. Astri came and told Haya to sit down.

Attar shook his head, hugging as if he would not let go.

"Let's sit down, Haya?" Astri told Haya and Ahmad Faiz to sit down.

"Thank you, Mom."

"What do you want to drink to make Ijah?" Bu Astri offered them both.

"No, ma'am, thank you."

Haya still holds Attar while rubbing his back, it feels calm and happy when he can hug Attar like that.

Ahmad Faiz was surprised to hear the name of Ijah's bik.so Ijah's bik was Haya's domestic assistant.

What exactly is going on? What is it that Haya is keeping secret? Ahmad Faiz suspected something, Ahmad Faiz will find out about this strange incident.

"Mother, how's it going?" Bik Pina who had just come from making fruit juice for Attar, felt surprised at the arrival of Haya who did not tell him first.

wasn't... More precisely her bik Pina realized who the man beside Haya was.

The Dag Dig dug.

Perhaps Haya was unaware of Ahmad Faiz's whereabouts. But Pina's heart immediately rebelled not accept.

Mak deg. ambush the recesses of Bik Pina.

"Babby____!" Ahmad Faiz cried and immediately kissed the back of Pina's hand.

"Babys work here?" Ahmad Faiz asked without hesitation.

"Yes Faiz. you____?" Bik Pina stopped her sentence. Ahmad Faiz is not the type of man who likes to play women, even just dating. Bik Pina knew that, then what really happened?

Ahmad Faiz caught the look of entanglement in the face of Bik Pina. But Bik Pina with all her strength held back emotions to not blow her up in that place too.

Pina's eyes were dewy, and it made Ahmad Faiz feel that something was up.

"Is aunt okay?" Tanya Ahmad Faiz.

Bik Pina nodded and rubbed Ahmad Faiz's arm. "Faiz's good aunt, very well, the aunt's employer performed the aunt very well."

"Alhamdulillah___" Ahmad Faiz was very grateful and sat back down.

"Let me give it to Attar?" Haya asks for the dot from Pina's bik hand and immediately gives it to Attar.