Love of Muhallil

stay at our palace

Ahmad Faiz suddenly hugged Haya's body tightly, Haya was silent for a moment

It has not been long since Haya missed the embrace of an Imam. But again Haya controls the imagination and delusion that sometimes comes without greetings.

"Mas____, in front there's Nahla."

"Bahla____!" Ahmad Faiz was surprised by what Haya said. Seen from the look of Ahmad Faiz's face with an extraordinary surprised look. Ahmad Faiz thought Haya was just bragging. Where might come to his residence. But, wait.why did Nahla get to the city.

"Nahla____?" Ahmad Faiz convinced Haya.

"yes."

Ahmad Faiz sat down and faced Haya, a grip Ahmad Faiz presented to Haya who kept his head down.

"Let's get out, Nahla needs some help. Nahla is waiting for us outside," said Haya while confirming the instant hijab given by mother Ahamd Faiz, when she returned to the village the other day.

"What help, brother?" Ahmad Faiz put a blanket on the edge of the bed.

"Nahla ran away from home because of her matchmaking, and Nahla chose to go to our house. Seriously, I was worried that Nahla's parents would blame you for Nahla's departure, "Haya closed her eyes trying to neutralize the lingering worry, problem after problem alternating present waiting for turn.

"Now where is Nahla, still in the living room?" Ahamd Faiz cupped Haya's face with both hands.

"yes, it's in the living room."

Ahmad Faiz stood up and held Haya's hand.

"let's go see Nahla" a smile on Ahmad Faiz's face that still looks a little sleepy.

Haya followed Ahmad Faiz from behind while glancing at the hand held by Ahmad Faiz. Haya was happy because the hand grips proved and slightly reduced the jealousy that began to penetrate the heart of Haya.

"Nahla____," cried Ahmad Faiz.

Nahla, who was playing her nails with a glass filled with tea, turned to look at Ahmad Faiz with teary eyes.

"I'm sorry, did I interrupt sleep at night? I don't know where else to go" exclaimed Nahla sobbing with fear.

"Sit lah__" Ahmad Faiz told Nahla to sit down, because with the arrival of Ahmad Faiz, Nahla stood up.

Nahla sat with her eyes dewy and the water almost fell from her beautiful eyelids.

"What's the matter, why are these nights getting to the mas house, all alone!" asked Ahmad Faiz gently.

Nahla replied with a gaze, but clearly saw tears that had fallen on both of her tapered cheeks.

"i don't want to be in a match with Abah's chosen man, mas."

Ahmad Faiz took a deep breath and exhaled immediately. Ahmad Faiz himself was confused and still a little did not get the idea because he just woke up from his night sleep.

"Pease your heart first, you can calm your mind here, but once the mind is calm, you should talk about this matter as soon as possible. I don't want your parents to worry and misunderstand, Nahla. Understood."

"Thank you very much, ma'am!"

However, Nahla is the nephew of the late Khadijah, so inevitably Ahmad Faiz has to help Nahla for now.

"If the late Khadijah was still alive, Khadijah would have done the same thing, as Faiz did to me today, thank you very much, do you want to let me stay at Faiz's house?"

"Yes Nahla. There is or is no late house in Khadijah, I will still do good to everyone who needs help, not least you Nahla____," Ahmad Faiz looked at the face of ayu Haya who looked a little gloomy, I don't know what the instant veiled woman thought.

"Rest in the room!" ahmad Faiz's.

"No mas. I don't have to bother, let me sleep here. I feel sad for mas, for me to get permission to stay here is Alhamdulillah."

"Who feels troubled? Already, it's a boy, so you should be able to protect and protect women anyway, so sleep in the room with Dik Haya,"

Ahmad Faiz knows, where it is possible Ahmad Faiz can sleep in the room with a good soundly while outdoors there is a woman who needs to be given more privacy.

"Thank you so much, huh? Sorry for being so troublesome, and disturbing the rest of Mas Faiz and Mba Haya?" lirih Nahla while looking at Ahmad Faiz and Haya alternately.

"Yes together, Nahla. Now rest first you must be tired, right?" Ahmad Faiz laid his body on the mini sofa chair, just like the first time he lived with Haya. Ahmad Faiz slept on the sofa, because he was not used to sleeping in the room with Haya. But after now starting to adapt, there is Nahla who came to visit.

"Come on Nahla___?" Haya invites Nahla into the room. Nahla must be exhausted from having traveled a long journey. It's too late to talk anyway.

Clik....

Haya put the bag on the dresser, because indeed the backpack carried by Nahla is not so big.

"Let's rest on Nahla's bed, I'll drop off a blanket and pillow for Faiz's mas," Haya opened a simple closet at the top and picked up a blanket.

Nahla looked around the newlyweds room. Nothing special, everything is normal. Only a row of religious books neatly arranged and clean hanging complete with prayer mats on the right of the room.

"I go out first, rest is sure you are tired," said Haya while carrying a blanket plus a pillow for her beloved husband.

Haya met Ahmad Faiz who was lying on the sofa in the living room.

"is this gold pillow and her blanket?" Haya gave Ahmad Faiz a pillow and blanket and sat down beside Ahmad Faiz quietly.

"Thank you, brother?"

"Mas, I'm sleeping here just the same?" Pinta Haya's.

"Why?" Ahmad Faiz was surprised by Haya's request.

"Well, I want to nemenin mas. can ya?"

"Dik____, if you sleep here later Nahla feels bad. Later Nahla think no-no, for example like the time of the host even sleep in the living room, how to try?"

"It's nothing. After all, we are husband and wife, rather than Nahla who sleeps outside yes mending us who sleep outside. I'd like to accompany the mas, the calculation of sharing the windfall, the windfall of food intake for mosquitoes."

Hehe....

"Indeed in Haya really want to sleep outside together, mas?" Ahmad Faiz close his face to Haya.

Haya nodded shyly holding back the smile that showed a tinge of red on some of her clean white cheeks.

"Well if in Haya maksa," Ahmad Faiz pulled Haya's body and automatically Haya fell and was on top of Ahmad Faiz's body.

Ahmad Faiz and Haya looked into each other's eyes deeply and meaningfully.

Click_______

Nahla who saw the scene was also unmoved to continue her steps. Initially, Nahla wanted to ask where the toilet was, because Nahla wanted to clean herself before going to bed. But even the scenery that makes Nahla's heart sore at the show in front of Nahla's head.

Nahla closed the door slowly, sobbing. Nahla realized from this moment too, Nahla will often be shown the intimacy and romance of the newlyweds. But back again Nahla has no other choice, where else will Nahla run and hide from the matchmaking that her parents gave Nahla?

"What should I do, God?" lirih Nahla behind the bedroom door held a piece in her heart.

"Where am I going. It's hard to find people who really care, me?" Nahla blames herself.