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The gentle pat on the arm made me a little surprised that I was still dream-covered. I slowly opened the eyelids that still felt tight and a little sore.

"Wake up, Deck, it's dawn. Salad be there, gih!"

Just on the edge of the bed stood the tall, sturdy figure of a man welcoming me with a smile. I saw that Mas Agung was neat with white cocoa wrapping with maroon-colored sarongs. The black peci perched covered part of his hair adding to the handsome man looking more charismatic.

"Aren't you praying?"

"Udah, in the mosque."

"Kok, no, wake up Adek?"

"This is my sister waking up. Get down there to the bathroom!"

As usual, Mas Agung always woke up earlier than me. He will wake me up after he cleans himself and after performing his Fajr prayer in the mosque.

One day I asked to attend prayers at the mosque with him.

"A woman may participate in congregational prayer in the mosque, but the prayer in the house is more affdhol for women." That is how he explained to me the prayer for the women. 

I got out of bed and dragged my feet towards the bathroom door at the back

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After carrying out my duties I rushed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the two of us. I want Mas Agung to go to work in a filled stomach. Mas Agung used to tell me that he was often late to eat while living alone in the boarding house because no one prepared. When he had no wife.

After putting food on the table. Not to forget the cup of warm tea I served there. Then followed Mas Agung who still looks busy in the room is changing clothes. This frown furrowed as the eyeballs looked at the scene that I thought was awkward.

"Sister, if you wear clothes, don't daydream."

"What's wrong, Dek? Is there something wrong with my brother?"

"That ... the time to pack the shirt and ***********just in reverse. Kind of like a kindergarten kid who just learned to wear their own clothes." I laughed a little at the way he thought it was funny.

"No, this is the make." Mas Agung did not issue a reprimand from me.

"Try me, Brother is standing here!" ask me to pull his burly hand right in front of the glass of the wardrobe.

"No, look at it! Something's weird, isn't it?"

"No."

"Yes, geez ... Brother, still not visible? This stitch is on the outside. Brother made it back."

"Owh, that. It's okay, Deck. Brother is like this. Kan, the make is also on the inside does not look directly from the outside," he explained.

"So, it's been common from the past, really, if you use the daleman it must be reversed. If the link inside directly hit the skin makes it itchy," he concluded smiling at me.

Hearing his explanation I just dumbfounded inexhaustible with the uniqueness of having such habits. Different from the others when it comes to wearing underwear. I don't know what other oddities and differences I will meet from the thirty-year-old man.

 I shook my head to watch her work. It turns out that it's not just women who are like that. Always complicated and long for the sake of wanting to look perfect. And that's all I found in him who always paid attention to appearance to always look clean and neat perfect.

"Sister, really, want to work the makeup long, anyway, right, has been sold. Let's have another crush, huh?" godaku when Mas Agung just sat face to face on the dining table chair. I spooned a plate of rice and placed it in front of him.

"Yes ora, right, his work brother must be like this. Must always be neat and clean for example other children. Guru's father looks messy and kumel, right, unethical." The thick-browed man laughed softly in response to my question. His hands began to scoop the orek tempe and the snail that was sitting on the table. 

Once a few days ago I cooked fried chicken that I bought from a roving vegetable Kang, but Mas Agung did not touch it at all. According to what he got from the results of salary in MTA we must avoid a food that contains doubts. Because we ourselves never know the result of the slaughter is halal or subhat. When the cutting process begins with God's asthma or not. For prudence we should choose foods that are clearly delicacy. For one to obtain the pious offspring, the pious and accomplished do'a we must pay attention to what goes into the stomach.

Since then I have tried to choose foods that if he likes, such as sea or freshwater fish, tofu, tempeh, and vegetables that do not go through the slaughter process. My admiration grew even more for the man who was now my priest. Husband who never tired of inviting and directing me to be better in living with him. Not in vain I have steadied my heart to choose him to join me in wading the household.

"If there will be a girl who persimmon how? his students, too, have started to grow up in adolescence and again puberty. Look at the teacher's father who is young, handsome, neat, fragrant can, right, someone is tempted." I'm still looking for him.

"Important Brother does not tempt them, Later, right, Brother just say that Brother already has one. Beres, right?"

"Related?" search confirmed.

"Why should I doubt?" 

We both started to enjoy each other's breakfast with a voracious and very tasteful even though the menu was very simple.

Mas Agung ended his last meal and then drank the warm sweet tea that I served until the toilet.

I drove Mas Agung to the front door while carrying the helmet and jacket he would wear to go to work.

"Sister left first, yes, Deck, if bored at home later play, tuh, to the neighbor's house so as not to be bored alone," he said while kissing my forehead softly.

Yes, brother, be careful on the road, yes!"

"Ashiap, wife!" 

I smiled faintly in response to the husband who was always good at making me laugh with his attitude.

"What time is it, brother, home?"

"If smoothly there is no obstacle later at one noon also returned."

Mas Agung started the engine of a two-wheeled vehicle and then turned and took it slowly.

I was still standing at the doorway letting go of her husband's departure until his back disappeared at the turn of a small alley.

After that re-enter the house and go straight to the room in the back. After cleaning the dirty dishes used breakfast earlier. I started collecting dirty clothes and took them to the bathroom. Store it in a large tub, filled with water after that sprinkle detergent powder packaging.

While waiting for the soaking of dirty clothes I returned to the room. Start opening and inspecting flat-shaped objects sailing flat to ensure that there is news from family or friends. Because for this I just took leave and have not resigned from where I work.

In the green application that reads WhatsApp I read a message from someone who successfully made these lips smile as crisp.

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