Mahabbah Love Khalisa

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The smell of the baby smelled throughout the room with the gray wall paint. Khalisa had just finished bathing Azka, which is why the smell of fresh baby so strong makes Khalisa feel at home in his room. Khalisa has never used a room freshener since Azka's presence. The smell of a baby is much more soothing than any room fragrance.

"Udah gede nih son of Umma, really cool huh?" Khalisa looked at the baby, he suddenly melow remember when giving birth to Azka 3 months ago. "Umma same Abi want to study first yes, Azka in the same house Madam Nadira." Khalisa applied the oil to Azka's hair. Azka's thick hair looked shiny after Khalisa applied the baby's distinctive scented oil.

Azka laughed in response to his Umma speech, he held a small roll that used to accompany him to sleep. If you understand the words of Khalisa, Azka will cry because she was not invited to go together.

"Or was Azka invited?" Azfan understood Khalisa's feelings, surely his wife was hard to leave Azka here.

"Bi's Carry." Khalisa saw a gray sky. "There must be a rame too, pity Azka is not used to the crowd."

"Yes, Abi has gone with Umma." Azfan kissed Azka's lips, "uh very fragrant son Abi."

"Who used to bathe."

"Umma dong, Umma get ready first let me carry Azka." Azfan lifted Azka's tiny body and asked her to joke. "Azka is getting bigger and more like Akong nih."

"So she's not part."

"Part dong Umma, his hair."

Khalisa rubbed Azka's head, "Umma change clothes first."

Khalisa has been preparing the clothes to be worn today since last night when Azka slept. If not so sure they will rush today. Khalisa should make the best use of his time while Azka sleeps.

"God willing, Azka look at Umma so beautiful right?" Azka confronts Azka to Khalisa.

"Geez, don't do it Bi." Khalisa held his cheek that felt warm, he blushed shyly praised like that by Azfan. "The book is good."

"Good, it fits Umma perfectly."

Khalisa was wearing his newly sewn clothes. It was the first shirt that Khalisa managed to make after giving birth, although the model is simple but requires a lot of effort. Fortunately Azka was not fussy and understanding of Umma and his busy Abi.

Moments later Nadira goes into their room to look after Azka during Khalisa and Azfan's departure.

"It's okay, ma'am."

"Yes Mrs Khalisa, be careful on the road."

"Don't be fussy with Nadira, baby." Khalisa kissed Azka once again as did Azfan. They'll never feel enough to kiss Azka.

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"Deres really raining, fortunately we do not invite Azka pity she can be cold if she comes." Khalisa looked out the window when he arrived at the courtyard of the An-Nur mosque which was filled with cars and motorcycles.

Azfan was invited to complete his studies at the An-Nur mosque this afternoon. The lecturer at the lecture was Umar. As usual Azfan would recite some verses of the Qur'an when Umar was about to begin the lecture. Sometimes in the middle of the question and answer session Azfan will also recite verses related to the question of worshipers.

"After Azka is older, we can take her everywhere." Azfan released the seatbelt as well as Khalisa.

Two officials approached Azfan's car to drive Khalisa and Azfan to the mosque.

"Thank you, let me hold it." Azfan took one umbrella in the hands of the committee, he walked around the car and opened the door for Khalisa. "Gamis Umma watch out for wet."

"Bi's wet tip, unless I can fly." Khalisa laughed at Azfan's hand.

"One umbrella is enough?" Ask the committee.

"Enough, thank you." Azfan said once again, actually they have an umbrella in the car but because the two organizers have approached them, it is impossible for Azfan and Khalisa to ignore the umbrella.

Azfan wrapped his hands around Khalisa's waist, they walked slowly towards the mosque.

"Let's wear a lot of perfume, it's really fragrant." Khalisa sniffed Azfan's arm, he could smell Bergamot, Cyclamen and Musk at the same time. Khalisa guess Azfan uses Jaya's perfume. They gave Azfan one more perfume because he had dozens of new and unused perfumes. Khalisa believes that Akong will give all the perfumes to Azfan or Kafa because he easily gets bored of the fragrances.

"Umma want me to change?" Azfan looked down at Khalisa.

"Did Abi bring a change of clothes?" Khalisa looked up until his view met with Azfan and then locked for a while. The rush of rain did not make them rush in, instead Azfan and Khalisa enjoyed this moment. The two committee that was behind Azfan now walk first because it feels bad to see the intimacy of Azfan and Khalisa.

"No." Azfan chuckles. He opened his eyes several times to awaken from the charm of his wife. Azfan seems hypnotized by the beauty of Khalisa when they have been married for 2 years. But the beauty of Khalisa still makes Azfan fascinated.

"Why then?" Khalisa pinched Azfan's stomach.

An-Nur Mosque is so magnificent with white and gold pillars. Between the walls and ceiling are calligraphy surrounding the mosque. The amazing calligraphy was the handwork of Azfan and two other people whose manufacturing process took up to 3 months.

Azfan sat facing worshippers who were all women. Usually the presentation of men and women is done separately on different days. Moments later Umar came with Aisyah, they had not returned to Banyuwangi since the proposal of Kafa and Mahira. In addition to busy preparing for Kafa's wedding, Umar also has a fairly solid study schedule.

Aisyah joined Khalisa and the worshippers. The theme of today's study is on the Compassion of God.

Umar opened the study today by saying greetings and prayers so that this activity runs smoothly and gives blessings.

Then Azfan recited QS An-Naml verses 60-63 solemnly. Azfan's melodious voice echoed throughout the mosque. A voice that shakes the hearts of its listeners.

(QS 27:63)

Khalisa's tears melted as Azfan's voice penetrated his eardrum into his heart. So many favors Allah has given but Khalisa still often complains. But compared to the fatigue, of course, the favor of Allah is much more.

"If we feel that we have innumerable sins then it is a less true thought because in fact these sins were written in the notebook of the angel Atid while the grace and compassion of God are really countless times, do not despair of the mercy of God which is greater than our sins."

The afternoon recitation was concluded with a joint prayer led by Umar. Not immediately dispersed, the worshipers conducted a photo session together at the magnificent mosque.

"Can you take a photo of Azfan?" Ask a worshipper who looks to be the same age as Khalisa and Azfan. He looked towards Khalisa for permission.

Khalisa. Some pilgrims who were still in their 20s gathered to stand on the right and left of Azfan. They installed a camera timer placed on a tripod. Azfan saw Khalisa walking away.

"If jealousy says it, don't pretend to be sincere Azfan is surrounded by that girl." Aisha whispered in Khalisa's ear. Although Khalisa tried to smile but he could not hide his jealousy in front of Aisyah. Although not the mother who gave birth to Khalisa but Aisyah also took care of Khalisa so that she understood very well the movements of her nephew.

Khalisa turned his attention away from Azfan, he suddenly thought whether Azfan was also often invited to photos with women while studying. Because during this time Khalisa almost never participated in Azfan studies, he did not know about it. Khalisa never asked Azfan. After all, Azfan's goal was for good, it would be inappropriate if Khalisa asked all kinds of questions about the husband.

"Ai jealous if Suk Umar invited photos with pilgrims?"

"Depends,"

"Depends what?"

"Depending on who took the photo, maybe if together like Ai just not jealous but if the same young girls like them, Ai is obviously jealous, it's a woman's nature."

"It's impossible that Khalisa banned them from taking photos with Mas Azfan." Khalisa did not want them to consider themselves arrogant. Isn't it just a photo together.

"Mending reject their requests or choose jealousy? the choice is yours Khalisa."

Khalisa breathed a heavy sigh, he could not choose between those two things. Khalisa was never jealous because he had no reason to do so. Azfan has always been kind and prioritized Khalisa. Khalisa should not have to study, it is better to stay at home with Azka.

"Yes, thank you for attending this class." Azfan ended the photo session and stepped over to Khalisa, actually he was not comfortable being asked to take pictures together. Given that Azfan was a closed person and did not have many friends then now suddenly someone invited him to take photos together when he was not an artist. But Azfan also did not know how to refuse because Khalisa allows.

"You guys go straight home?" Umar asked Azfan and Khalisa.

"Yes Suk, pity that Azka left for too long." Answer Khalisa. "Susuk and Ai be careful huh."

"Yes, you too."

They split into their cars. The rain has begun to subside after being satisfied to hit the earth for approximately 2 hours, enough to make the streets muddy.

"I helped put it up." Azfan leaned his body to install Khalisa's seatbelt.

"No need to." Khalisa hastily installed his own seatbelt.

Azfan saw the change in the face of the wife, whether because of the photo session but not Khalisa himself who allowed them to take photos with Azfan.

"What's the matter, baby?" Azfan asked softly, "usually I'm the one who tides."

"Let's go."

"Would you stop by for some food?"

"And I've been cooking for dinner, I don't want to eat my cooking?"

Loh how to get angry anyway, continue to call it so mas again? Come Azfan think of a way to restore your wife's mood.

"I mean for you, if I'd definitely prefer Umma's cooking."

"Go home now." Khalisa folded his hands in front of his chest.

"Every wife who prays good." Azfan smiled widely, between funny and scary to see Khalisa angry like that. But that doesn't mean Azfan likes Khalisa's anger, not at all.

Arriving at Khalisa's house immediately went up to the second floor. Khalisa saw Nadira close her eyes with her head leaning against the wall beside the box Azka was also sleeping.

"Sir, move to the room gih." Khalisa patted Nadira's thigh slowly.

Nadira gasped and immediately moved, "sorry Ma'am, I overslept."

"It's okay."

"If you'll excuse me to go downstairs first." Pamit Nadira, he remembers still not washing Azka's clothes this afternoon. Nadira cannot leave Azka alone to do anything else because Khalisa forbids it.

"Darling, I've been to the mosque before." Azfan stood in front of the room door.

Khalisa answered with a nod without seeing Azfan.