Mahabbah Love Khalisa

98

Kafa had just left the flower shop owned by Aunt Lita, he glanced at the bouquet of Ranunculus flowers in the seat beside him. Kafa spontaneously stomped on the gas looking at the heart-red bag behind the flower. Don't tell me it's Mahira's bag, if it is, then Kafa has to go back to the store to give Mahira the bag.

Kafa marginalized his car, took the backpack. He saw a wallet popping out of the bag. Mahira didn't bring her wallet.

"Gee!" Kafa hits the wheel, he has asked Mahira to take public transport but his bag and wallet are left here. Why does Mahira always make it hard. Kafa wants to crush Mahira and throw him into the sea to be eaten by sharks.

Kafa stuck the gas behind his car quickly. Kafa grumbled along the way because meeting Mahira was a disaster in his life.

"Because!" Mahira screamed with excitement to see Kafa's car back, he jumped up and down to Kafa. "Back again, surely you can't leave me alone." He said with confidence.

Kafa threw a sharp look at Mahira. The gaze was like a sword that drew right into Mahira's heart but did not make him sick precisely Mahira made fall—fall.

"Good."

With just that one word Mahira climbed into Kafa's car, he took a bouquet of flowers in the front seat.

"Your bags are missing."

"Oh yeah?" Mahira picked up the bag she had accidentally sat in, "jeez I didn't realize this bag was here."

"Because you've boarded, all of you come with me to Alindra Mall, it just happens to be the place from here." Kafa wants to give Khalisa a robe because he sees Khalisa always wearing that one. As a gift, Kafa will give a piece of the robe and hijab to her Cece's. Of course Kafa will not take Mahira in vain. Kafa will ask Mahira to help choose a model that women like.

"So you want a date at the Mall?"

"Dating?" Kafa looked at Mahira for a moment.

Mahira nodded, "you made a pact with your girl at the Mall?"

"If it's a date, why should I ask you?" Kafa is inexhaustible with Mahira's accusation to him.

"Who are these flowers for?" Mahira sees a bouquet of flowers on her lap, it is impossible for Kafa to buy flowers for himself.

"Make Ce Khalisa, I'd like to ask you to pick a robe for my Cece."

Mahira mendelik pointed to himself, "i don't know anything about the game that is anymore tenuous now."

"No need for an important targetrend is good."

Mahira resigned, the important thing is that he can ride a car Kafa to his boarding place. He is saving money especially the distance from here to the cost is quite far.

"Mbak Khalisa's birthday again?" Mahira broke the silence after a while.

"No."

"Why don't you want to be held, my hands are clean." Mahira brandished her hand showing her pure white palm at Kafa.

Kafa turned the eyeball puffed, in addition to the bringel turned out Mahira was also stupid but how could he enter UII. What Mahira relies on.

"If dog feces can be purified using mud then contact with non-mahram can not be cleaned using anything, until here understand right?"

Mahira was surprised, as deep as Kafa's understanding of Islam. Mahira rarely finds a man who is like Kafa or indeed the association is less extensive.

"In Thabrani's narration, it is better to stab someone in the head with an iron peg than to touch a woman who is not his mahram."

Hearing that Mahira spontaneously beristighfar in the heart, he had heard the hadith but never applied it in real life.

They arrived at Alindra Mall and headed straight for the third floor where clothes with various models and brands on display tempted the eyes.

Kafa goes into one of the tenants followed by Mahira who is like a kitten following her mother. Mahira was flabbergasted, if he had a lot of money he wanted to take them all with his eyes closed the gamis - nothing bad, really.

"It's so good Kaf." Mahira touches a kaftan near the entrance. Khalisa's tall and slim body will be suitable to wear the kaftan. "Take this one." Mahira flips the shirt tag. Mahira mendelik, a piece of the kaftan cost almost a million.

Kafa came to see the kaftan that Mahira pointed at.

"Just look for another one, it's worth almost a million, crazy!" Mahira whispers. "I see that in e-commerce it costs no more than 400."

"No problem, we have not been able to buy in e-commerce because I want to give the game later in the afternoon."

"Look at the others first." Mahira pushes Kafa's back to look at other cheap gambis even though it's like finding a needle in straw or upholding wet threads is impossible.

"Well you two walk?"

When Kafa turned around to hear someone reprimanding him, he found Azfan holding two black abayas.

"Why is this here?" Kafa asked ignoring Azfan's question just now.

"Go pick a dress for Haura, you?" Azfan asked back, the last time he heard from Khalisa that Mahira and Kafa had argued because Kafa did not want to give a ride to Mahira. Then why did they go to the Mall together.

Mahira reviews the smile on Azfan, he steps away leaving Azfan and Kafa to look for a game that he thinks is suitable for Khalisa. But if you think, Khalisa is suitable to use any model of gamis.

"Sama, I also want to buy clothes for Cece but ask Mahira for help because I don't know what a good game model looks like." Kafa rubbed his neck which suddenly itched. "Mas Azfan is alone?"

"Bertiga kok same Haura and Rindang but they again nyari fabric material upstairs so I'm here." Azfan did want to buy the abaya that Khalisa wanted and after searching the internet, the abaya was also available in Alindra Mall. When he saw the price Azfan was surprised, he understood why Khalisa only saw the abaya photo without buying it. But because Azfan had intended to give it to Khalisa then he would still buy it. Pleasing the heart of the wife also includes worship.

Kafa notices the abaya in Azfan's hand, they don't look as cheap as the other gamis in this store. "Money is enough?" Kafa moved closer and whispered.

Azfan smiled gently, "enough really." He returned an abaya and called the shopkeeper to pay for an abaya.

"Eh but Mas Azfan don't tell Cece yes if I want to buy him a shirt."

"Yes, you calm down, you go first." Azfan reviewed a smile before stepping into the cashier to pay for an abaya he had chosen.

Kafa and Mahira continued to tour the entire store. Mahira uses it to wash her eyes because she rarely goes to a place like this. Even if you can't buy it, just seeing it is enough to make you happy.

Finally they decided to buy the kaftan that Mahira first saw. According to Kafa, the kaftan was a perfect fit for Khalisa.

"Aren't you going to buy me a drink?" Mahira glanced at Kafa, they stepped through the escalator to go down to the second floor.

"Drink?"

"Haus knew it was around just now."

Kafa snorted, there was only Mahira's request when he wanted to go home and go to Khalisa's house. But because Mahira has helped him, Kafa must thank you anyway only drink right. Kafa does not want to owe any gratitude especially to this annoying Mahira.

Kafa turned towards the tenant of the drink after reaching the second floor while Mahira slightly staggered trying to equalize the pace with Kafa.

Mahira ordered one Cheese Tea that had always intrigued her, she turned to Kafa who was just standing a short distance away from her.

"Aren't you cool, too?"

"No." Kafa offers his cell phone to pay for Mahira's drink. Kafa is surprised to see the price of the drink, whether Mahira insulted him by buying the cheapest drink there.

"Come on." Mahira Sumringah got one large glass of Cheese Tea, she shuffled it first before drinking it. "Thank you, yeah."

"That's Cheese Tea, don't shake." Kafa is disturbed to see Mahira shaking the Cheese Tea.

"Drink in the car."

Mahira pursed her mouth when she could not wait to drink it.

"Why are you pesen?"

"Why?"

"I see the cheapest price, you think I can't afford your drink?"

Mahira said she could not believe Kafa's words, she even ordered them without seeing the price. Why is Kafa thinking so badly.

"I pesen out of curiosity the same name Cheese Tea, there is no intention to demean you, besides you why always think negative that?"

Kafa was silent not finding a sentence to reply to Mahira's words. Finally he accelerated down the escalator without regard to Mahira's call.

******

Khalisa's eyes glitteringly looked at the contents of the gift box that Azfan gave him, he could not believe it when issuing its contents. It was a black abaya that Khalisa had always wanted. Khalisa has always seen photos of the abaya in e-commerce in recent weeks.

When they returned from Alindra Mall, Khalisa bought cloth to make Naira's robe. Coincidentally Rindang also ran out of materials for his college practice so they went together.

"Mas," Khalisa embraced Azfan and even glazed over his eyes, "Please Mas."

"Everything dear." Azfan kissed Khalisa's rosy cheeks, he was happy to see the wife's happy expression.

"So all this time I've been paying attention to me if you look at this abaya photo?" Khalisa breaks down the hug.

"Haura likes it, right?"

"It's really like it." Khalisa moved to attach the abaya to his body, "the length fits perfectly."

"You trying?"

"Yes." Yeah." Khalisa mangosteen excitedly entered the room followed by Azfan. "Mas, but it's expensive." So happy that Khalisa did not realize that the abaya was exactly what he wanted, not only the model but also the brand.

"It's okay, Haura rarely buys clothes."

It looks like Khalisa will not buy a happy shirt for the next year because the price of this abaya is not kidding. Although Azfan said no problem but still they can buy things that are much more important with the money.

"It's okay, baby, try to wear it I want to see."

With a heavy heart Khalisa changed his clothes with the abaya. He really liked the abaya.

"God, my wife is beautiful." Praise Azfan and look in amazement at Khalisa.

"Thank you." Khalisa threw himself into Azfan's lap.

"My wife is pretty with anything but this dress is so much prettier, I understand why Haura wants it."

Khalisa kissed Azfan's lips briefly but many times.

"What a bitch is my wife." Azfan responded to Khalisa's treatment deeper and longer until both fell into bed. "Isn't it a problem? our baby is still a little." Bisik Azfan while removing the hijab Khalisa.

Khalisa shook his head, it doesn't seem like a problem. Khalisa forgot to ask Helwa's doctor when he examined her. Of course Khalisa did not think that far let alone the situation was not good at that time.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim." Azfan whispered again with a hunting breath.

"Mas." Call Khalisa who only answered murmur by Azfan. "Something beats on the door, doesn't it?"

Azfan closed his eyes tightly, he could not focus on hearing anything that Khalisa said.

"It's like Kafa's voice." Khalisa immediately jumped down from the bed and wore his hijab that was splashed on the floor, not forgetting to tidy up the abaya he had just tried before leaving the room.

"Why?" Azfan grabbed the bed sheet, he forgot that Kafa would come to give Khalisa a gift. Azfan exhaled a rough breath, why should Kafa come now.

Khalisa opened the door to answer the greeting, rightly assuming it was Kafa. Khalisa invited Kafa in and sat down.

"Cece Face is so red, is it hot here?" Kafa circulates the view to the ceiling of the house Khalisa looking for the existence of AC.

"No, the AC was intentionally killed." Khalisa holds his own cheeks, why are they blushing? "You alone?"

"Yes, I want to congratulate you because Cece is pregnant, I'm so happy." Kafa placed the paper bag and bouquet of flowers on the table, "I hope Cece and the baby are healthy until the birth."

"Thank you Kafa." Khalisa received the flower and inhaled its aroma. "Cece can see?" He peeked into an emerald-colored paper bag with the name of one of the local brands.

"By dong."

"God is so good, you also choose clothes for Cece."

Kafa smiled proudly even though he was not the one who chose the game. Seeing Khalisa's big smile, Kafa did not want to tell him that Mahira chose him.

"Cece likes?"

"Like Kafa, Cece will definitely wear this often." Khalisa folded the kaftan and put it back into the paper bag. "It's pretty too."

"But sorry Ce, usually Cece likes Peony." If it wasn't a collision incident with Mahira then Kafa could have given Khalisa a bouquet of Peonies.

"Nothing, Ranunculus is no less beautiful."

Kafa is grateful if Khalisa likes the gift from him. Kafa was looking forward to the birth of his nephew.

"You want to have dinner with Cece here?" Ask Khalisa.

"No, I just went home because I want to finish college." Kafa.

"Cock in a hurry?"

"Next time I eat here, Cece don't forget the masakin that's good for me." Kafa waved his greetings and came out of Khalisa's house.

Khalisa closed the door and returned to the room because there was an affair that he had not finished with Azfan. He saw Azfan covering his face with a pillow like a child who snags because he is not obeyed by his wishes.

"Mas Azfan sleeping?" Slowly Khalisa climbed onto the mattress touching Azfan's arm gently. "Mass?" He slightly shook Azfan's body, it was impossible for Azfan to fall asleep because he only met Kafa for a moment. "Well, sleep is not."

Hearing that Azfan instantly put away the pillow that covered his face.

"So dear." Azfan held Khalisa down from the bed.

Khalisa smiled at the adorable behavior of her husband. They continued something that had been delayed due to the arrival of Kafa just now. Azfan was secretly grateful that Kafa had refused Khalisa's dinner.