Love of Muhallil

never take a morning shower

"Well, why is it still monty, not booby too?" Ahmad Faiz put a pillow and blanket on the bed, then walked to take the prayer mat.

Haya still noticed Ahmad Faiz walking around without asking and without intending to answer Ahmad Faiz's question. It feels lazy and wants to suck. What, want to sulk? Yes, Haya wants to be persuaded and seduced.

"You, coming?" Ahmad Faiz asked while raising his chin as a sign of a question.

Haya shook her head slowly, and smiled..

Then Ahmad Faiz started the night prayer in the middle of the silence of the night when most people were asleep by the beautiful dreamland. But Ahmad Faiz even intensified adding rakaat in the evening prayer that was done.

Add the signals of love to the khalik. For there is no true beauty without in the land of love for the divine Robbi.

What prayer did Ahmad Faiz pray? Haya did not want to bother and did not want to be too late about Ahmad Faiz's personal affairs. Do you know who he is and who Ahmad Faiz is? Many times Haya felt hurt, but not because of the treatment of Ahmad Faiz's workers, but the pain he made himself.

"The more you act kindly to me, the more my heart hurts, mas." Inner Haya with teary eyes.

"I can't cry? I cannot look weak in front of Ahmad Faiz's eyes, this is my fault. All this is my fault, "inner Haya clasped her fingers tightly.

Srek____

Ahmad Faiz finished the evening prayer as he approached Haya.

"You know, brother, what is the prayer in the bow tonight, brother?" Bisik Ahmad Faiz from behind right in the ear of Haya, because Haya tried to lie down and face left, not to continue to pay attention to Ahmad Faiz. But the breath of Ahmad Faiz made Haya's heart shake violently.

"Mas wants us to be always happy, and we can always be together in the world until the Hereafter." Lirih Ahmad Faiz, while pulling a blanket tried to cover Haya.

Haya closed her eyes trying to withstand the tightness that was inside her chest.

"O Allah, am I wrong if I start to put my hope in the man I am going to make my Muhallil?" Haya's heart was deep and struggling.

As an ordinary woman, Haya could have fallen in love, if the attitude and treatment of Ahmad Faiz is so sweet and attractive to the Heart.

"Why me, this?" Haya was full of worry. I really want Haya to scream loudly so that the burden on the heart is gone and gone.

"Dik____, why bother? How about tonight I ask for my right as a husband?" Ahmad Faiz turned sideways to face the sleeping Haya on his side against the wall.

Ssst

Like a ghost bird, Haya immediately turned without warning. Next to Haya's eyebrows frowned, but do you know deep down Haya felt her body vibrate, limp, heartburn, heart beat to sweat, body feels cold heat.

Want, no, want, no, Haya is also a normal woman, as well as Ahmad Faiz, let alone it is halal again toyiban.

Haya's eyes were casting doubt. There was a face that changed pias and was worried.

"No___, I'm just kidding. Mas will ask for the right, if Dik Haya is ready and sincere with our marriage. Mas also still wants to recognize the attitude and nature of the real mas," Ahmad Faiz met with red, while covering the face of Haya using a blanket.

"What the hell, mas! Not funny," Lirih Haya as she pulled over the blanket that covered her smooth face area.

Cup____ Emuah

A kiss landed on Haya's forehead, while Haya was silent about receiving the first kiss after the wedding was confirmed, from the husband. Moreover, their distance is too close and ah__ has been, it feels like Haya is stung by electricity. Shut up and freeze.

"Patience ya___, Wait until you are truly willing to accept mas with all your heart" whispered Ahmad Faiz and went out of the room.

Haya snatched away while twisting the ends of the blanket. Honestly, Haya felt gerogi and shame instead of playing.

This is not a first for Haya or Ahmad Faiz. But isn't Haya just having this deep relationship with Niko? Haya really felt like fainting was made Ahmad Faiz.

"Why am I not happy, when Ahmad Faiz mas said Faiz will get his rights as a husband after I am ready to be born and inner. Was this not my plan from the beginning? Is this not what I want? But why I don't like him. Why don't I want this to happen?" Haya hissing. There's concern there.

behind the wall Ahmad Faiz himself is still worried, will he really be anchoring the heart to a woman who has just known him not even one month? Ahmad Faiz's heart laughed, but tried to hold that Haya is a soul mate that Allah sent suddenly.

"I'm sure Allah will always give me the best." Ahmad Faiz said slowly and almost inaudibly filled with hope.

That night was spent by each other's minds. Eyes closed but the reality of his mind glares everywhere.

Allahu Akbar__ Allahu Akbar____

Mobile phone alarm before entering at dawn was simple with kumandang adzan surau not far from the house of Ahmad Faiz.

Ahmad Faiz went into the room.

"Mas want to pray in the mosque, does Dik Haya want to come?" Ahmad Faiz asked before he actually got out of the room. When going to pray congregation in Surau near the house. Ahmad Faiz liked the association with the people who were Sholeh.

"No mas, I pray at home."

"Yes already then. I went to the mosque first, baby, Assalamualaikum?" Pamit Ahmad Faiz with a sweet smile.

"Walaikum salam___" replied Haya shyly. Babe____,Ah babe. Haya is so happy to be called dear. Haya smiled faintly realizing the words dear.

Haya feels they are married but like people dating for the first time.embarrassed meow and jeez a Haya blushed by the seduction of a man like Ahmad Faiz, this is really extraordinary.

Sleeping overnight like a chicken, not soundly and often to wake up. Haya felt a little dizzy.

After the dawn prayer, Haya came out of the room, Ms. Malik was already seen struggling in the kitchen accompanied by her husband, Mr. Malik. They look romantic when they are not young anymore, but see the hue of Love clearly drawn there, Haya so baper made her.

Mr. Malik helped put every cake that has been printed by Ms. Malik, sometimes Mr. Malik washing dirty dishes in the dishwasher, it is romantic.

"Why are you again?" Haya approached where Ms. Malik and Mr. Malik were struggling.

"Eh Haya is up, son, here___, help me? I want to make Nastar for your souvenirs if you go back to town."

"O Allah, ma'am, do not miss Ma'am. It's gonna be the same mommy's ngerepotin dad, right?"

"Nothing mom is happy. Anyway Mother will make a lot of snacks and snacks, so you there do not need to buy anymore, and most importantly made by Mother is definitely more guaranteed healthy quality."

"Thank you very much, Mom?" Haya hugged Ma Malik's shoulder, full of gratitude.

"Yes equally," Ma Malik saw Haya who was still loyal to her instant-given hijab.

"Have dawn prayers?" Investigate Ms. Malik.

"It's dong, Mom."

"Where's faiz?"

"Sheets to the Mosque, Mom."

"Hem hasn't come home yet? Yes, it will be later if Zein comes home to say the same mother, huh? Now nak Haya make a circle of outside ingredients and in the same contents of pineapple jam yes, let the father who roasted, mother want to go to the bathroom first?"

"Okay, Mom," Haya gave a thumbs up, a sign of understanding and would do exactly what Ms. Malik told her to do.

A long time Haya also did not have time and did not want to learn how to make cakes, why should you learn to make? If you buy in a reputable store only and at an expensive price it feels very good.

"Assalamualaikum___" Ahmad Faiz's voice rang out behind the door.

"Greetings hall"

"For what, sir?"

"Kue, your favorite, is"

"Where's mom, sir?" Ahmad Faiz did not find the mother, Mr. Malik winked, next to the bathroom, looked like Malik had just come out of the bathroom.

"Don't you, Mom?" Faiz asked while plucking one into his mouth.

"It must be the endulita, baby."

"If so Faiz would like a taste, would you, Mom?"

"That's fine, spent too," Malik lifted the cake from the handle and turned off the already very hot oven.

Clamps...

Haya noticed Ahmad Faiz who was so seen was used to being in the kitchen. A teapot Ahmad Faiz gave a few tablespoons of sugar and tea, boiling water Ahmad Faiz added, the fresh aroma of tea out like delicious and fresh.

"Bau tea only seger kayak gini" Haya batin.

Mr. Malik sat on a rattan chair, and followed Ms. Malik with a plate of wet cake that had just been lifted from the steamer. Such as bakpao and layer cakes and pastries that are ready to be put in the jar.

Ahmad Faiz also brought a teapot with tea and a few glasses on the tray, then put it on the table. With Ahmad Faiz deftly pouring tea into four glasses, Haya still dumbfounded to see the situation, why upside down, not should he himself pour and serve the family but why even Ahmad Faiz?

"Let's have some tea, son Haya?" Miss Malik's.

"Yes, ma'am" replied Haya quietly.

"At the meal also steamed cake, very good cake made by mother mah," Mr. Malik offered while biting a fruit bakpao contains vegetables that look delicious and delicious.

"Faiz, you want to ask? But please answer honestly."

"What Bu___?" Ahmad Faiz took a legit layer cake with a beautiful and neat color.

"You never had a big shower in the morning? How come you never see it?" Look at Ms. Malik curious.

Hem____hem___

Mr. Malik sipped a warm tea little by little, while glancing at the wife who was staring at her two children who were still glued to each other.

Hem, Haya felt the bite of the cake slip into the throat, slowly Haya sipped tea.

"Faiz Try to answer mom?" Miss Malik is curious.

Both Ahmad Faiz and Haya just kept quiet and lowered their heads, what words would they say?

"Mom see Haya is not the arrival of monthly guests, so I was curious when the new bride did not______, Ah anyway mom want to know why? If there's anything you can help, you're here for almost two weeks and you're_____? "

"Mother___, we are still learning to get to know each other more deeply, Ma'am," said Haya, trying to save Ahmad Faiz from the mother's slur.

"Well____, but you're normal, aren't you Faiz? I mean mom if there's anything to say please, we're one family don't have anything to cover up, unfortunately mom," The mother stared intently at Ahmad Faiz who was still holding the layer cake not intending to bite let alone chew.

Ahmad Faiz was stuttered by the question of his mother. Haya herself was surprised by the question that Ma Malik asked, Haya lowered her head in shame and agitation.