
This morning trip is to visit one of the beautiful parks in the peak area of Bogor.
The park has beautiful air, cool, and comfortable to visit. A'a set up DSLR camera. Photographing Merr who was walking along the beautiful flowers in the cherry blossom area.
Coincidentally at this time the flowers are blooming, it is appropriate if visitors are quite a lot there.
"A'a.." call Maryam.
Click!
Bilal smiled as he managed to get a good picture.
"Why in the photo, anyway?"
"Beauty the question," replied Bilal as he walked closer and showed the results of his shots. "How's it going, good, right?"
"Lumayan–" Merr smiled faintly. "A'a very talented, this is a portrait. Although I'm not ready, but it's still a good result."
Bilal did not answer other than to pull his hair back, put on a cool look after getting compliments from his wife.
"Obviously, don't throw that charm away. The chick in the back fainted, again...!" Merr grumbled. Instead, A'a instead laughed while pulling Maryam's nose whining spoiled later.
"I've loved photography since college, Merr. Rich likes it, that is. Just that the object was more natural..."
Merr. Because Bilal also actually likes Hiking. Seen from some photos of him while still taking S1 in Indonesia.
"Nature makes me calm and amazed by the creation of Allah SWT. that's why I feel at home shooting it with a camera." Bilal squinted his eyes, peeking out of the camera lens he was holding. He pointed at one of the trees and shifted it slowly towards Maryam.
"Don't go to me?" Merr covered her face. Bilal smiled as he lowered the camera slowly.
"Don't close, dong."
"So A'a really likes to take pictures of me all of a sudden."
"How else, my focus is now you. One of God's creations that I'm grateful to have..."
Merr blushed, the hue of her cheeks visible when she chose to turn her face sideways staring at one of the cherry blossoms. Her hand extended out slowly touching one of the flower petals before her.
After all, Bilal set up his camera to take a picture of his wife.
Clik...
"MashaAllah..." Bilal smiled seeing the results. According to Bilal Merr is really the perfect model to be made a photo object for him. Every picture I take never fails. Be it ready or unprepared pose, everything is good.
Not just happy with the physical. Merr was also able to please Habib Bilal. Adult and motherly attitude, and occasionally showing a natural cute impression without being made-up make him always feel anxious with his wife. Not to mention the impression of obedience and do not like to argue. Merr rarely denied himself what if he was being reprimanded, on the contrary, the woman often preceded to apologize if it was right to make a mistake. That's why Bilal feels Merr is the most fitting woman to be made a companion to life.
The two set foot again, until at lunch time after the Dzuhur prayer they chose one of the restaurants with aesthetic buildings. Facing the hill filled with lush green trees.
They then ate some dishes that were served calmly. Sometimes A'a pointed her spoon at Maryam, so that she could taste her food.
"Udah, A' I'll be satisfied" she said after inserting a rice feed from her husband's hand.
"But you only eat a little, tuh."
"Kan snacknya much," ngeles while laughing when he saw Bilal glanced sharply and then the head bobbles.
In their tranquility. Two young men came while laughing quite loudly, then sat down who might not be so far old with her husband.
"Bro, this whole day's tumben Doi's not a nelfon?"
"Udah broke up, so no one else called" he replied in a man's laughter before him.
"Gua thought, you'd marry him."
"Nyokap disagree, many families also disagree. One, he j*nda, that's his age far above me, six years."
Merr who could still hear it instantly fell silent. Especially when the man's interlocutor is laughing.
"Yes, any girl's a wasteful face, bro."
"Hahaha Bad, you!"
"The fact is, right?"
"Yes, she could be a granny first."
"Hahaha No papa, Lu can marry again ama younger."
"The Consequences of Marriage are equal. So you should know if she gets old first and her husband asks for marriage again."
"Haha."
Merr bit the tip of her spoon, looking at those sitting behind Bilal. Then after that look towards her husband, because his hand is held tightly by the husband.
"Not listening to me."
Merr smiled wryly after that again continued eating with a little ogah-ogahan.
***
All the way home until he got home, Merr fell silent. There was no direct greeting from her as an opening, other than being a listener and answering whatever her husband asked.
Later that night he went into the bathroom just to clean his face and take the water. Merr looked at her own face in front of the mirror.
The consequences of marriage are equally skewed. So must know himself if later she is old first keep her husband asking for marriage again.
Merr was lethargic, her face was still young. But it seems like the signs of premature aging have started to appear. In contrast to her husband who is still like a bachelor with good looks who often invite some newspapers who deliberately follow her behavior just to tease the husband in the comment field.
Merr went out of the bathroom, then approached her husband who was sitting in bed looking at his phone. I'm texting Kang Beben. Merr also grabbed her own phone just to open her husband's social media account through her account. After that look.
"A'a?"
"Hmmmz?" answer without looking.
"A'a I can ask no, but don't be mad."
Bilal turned off his phone and looked. "inshaAllah, what do you want to ask?"
Merr was silent for a moment, hesitating but finally showed her phone screen. Bilal looked at it for a moment.
"A'a account...? Why, is there a problem?"
The wife nodded slowly. "There are no photos of us, most of them of you and your tambourine team."
"That's the official account, honey. A'a rarely open, more admin posts. A'a himself just go on sometimes," he replied.
"But you used to techat me wearing this."
Bilal scratched his forehead with his index finger. "Yes, that's just my account. Why, any more press comments asking to be married?" Bilal flirts while touching his wife's chin.
"If it's me I'm immune–" he replied back. Bilal laughed before landing a kiss on his wife's cheek. "I'm old, and ugly, huh?"
"Who said? You are not young, you are beautiful."
"No need to lie, A'. The proof is that you never post our photos on your social media account."
"there is a.." replied Bilal.
"just a hand photo. That's not much" answered Maryam. Bilal smiled faintly.
"A'a used to say the same to you, right? I don't like to show affection on social media.'d rather attack you directly like this." Bilal kissed his wife's lips in a quick motion, which shocked Merr, "the love was hidden, not shown. It's privacy so only we know the sweetness of this honey."
"yes, but promise, yes! A'a don't you ever ask me to know myself? someday." someday."
"Need you to know yourself? Meanin?"
"If I had been a grandmother while you were still a grown man. Don't ask me to know myself and then let you look for the young."
"God...What are you talking about, anyway?" Bilal was astonished, before long he remembered the one that had been when they were eating. "Oh. don't tell me you still think about that."
"Let me be afraid, A'..."
"Fear it, but don't overdo it. Do not precede destiny. That's him..."
"Astagfirullah al'azim."
"Think positive. A'a would often say train yourself to be prejudiced in any case. So that the results are also good.your heart becomes airy and can avoid conflict."
"Yes A'..."
"Yes, don't think about anything else that hasn't happened. The present is now, and the future is left to Allah SWT with good hope in the future." Bilal touched his wife's chin and then landed a kiss on her lips for a long time.