Mahabbah Love Khalisa

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Azfan stood at the door of the room waiting for Khalisa to wake up from his prostration. Azfan had been standing there about 3 minutes ago but Khalisa had not yet risen from his bow.

The night after arriving at Khalisa's house looks fine, he laughs while joking with Azka as if nothing had happened before. Azfan thought Khalisa had forgotten the letter. But seeing how long Khalisa prostrated this morning, he was not okay. Khalisa was good at hiding his sadness even in front of Azfan.

Azfan stepped in when Khalisa finished his greeting. He hugged Khalisa from behind tightly. Khalisa's body stiffened because he got a sudden hug.

"It's me." Lirih Azfan, Khalisa was able to calm down after knowing it was her husband. "Umma's form is very long, what's the matter?"

Khalisa did not answer, he was confused to choose the right sentence to answer the question.

"Because I like it, I want to open Bi first."

Azfan took off his arms with a heavy heart while Khalisa took off his face and folded his alphabet.

"Umma." Call Azfan.

"Hm?" Khalisa who was combing his hair turned his head to look at Azfan.

"Umma still thinking about the letter?"

Khalisa fell silent again, he could not even sleep all night thinking about the letter.

"Umma doesn't believe me?"

"I believe."

"Then?"

"A woman who is said to be kind, often comes to the study was much more frightening than a woman who likes to tease people's husbands."

"Who is Umma talking about?"

"The woman in the letter, her language is very polite, it seems like she also has a good personality." Khalisa sat in front of the dresser and put a moisturizer on his face. "If the woman was rude and dressed openly, Abi would immediately not like it, but women like this are different."

"I don't care."

Khalisa turned the body to see Azfan completely.

"I don't care about the women out there, want her personality to be good like a son, I don't care, I don't care." Azfan repeated the word three times, he did not care about women other than Khalisa. Which kind woman dares to send a love letter to a married man.

Khalisa breathed a heavy sigh, he wondered if maybe someone who was married could fall in love again?

This time Azfan determined not to accept an invitation to study with female worshipers. When Khalisa was jealous when Azfan took a picture with a female congregation, Azfan did not receive an invitation to study with female worshipers anymore.

Azfan went, "if Umma believes completely in me, Umma should not be convinced."

"I believe in Abi but I can't control Abi's feelings."

"Omma's doubt makes me hurt." Azfan lowered his body to look at Khalisa's face. Khalisa's eyes are swollen with a lot of crying. "But I have to try again to make Umma believe."

Khalisa looked up to return Azfan's gaze, he was hesitant but staring at the face of the husband who was so sincere made him sure that Azfan would always be loyal. How could Khalisa doubt when he passed the woman alone Azfan held his breath. Khalisa once asked why Azfan did that. Azfan replied that he was on his guard if he just smelled the perfume of the woman. But women do not necessarily use perfume. That's how Azfan takes care of himself.

"I'm sorry Bi." Khalisa hugged Azfan, "sorry me."

Azfan smiled, finally he could make Khalisa dismiss the doubt in his heart. Azfan lifted Khalisa and threw him into bed. Khalisa choked with restraint for fear of making Azka wake up.

"Say what, I haven't finished using the moisturizer."

Azfan came up to the bed, he supported his cheek with one hand. Azfan flattened the remaining moisturizing cream on Khalisa's forehead.

"Udah."

"Yet."

"Otherwise?" Azfan frowned, he had already leveled the cream on Khalisa's face.

"Sunscreen."

"The sun hasn't come up yet, wear it later." Azfan kissed Khalisa's lips while taking off his wife's hair. He knew Khalisa had just combed the hair but Azfan preferred to see Khalisa's hair down.

"What time is it?" Khalisa reminded Azfan that they must attend a talk show located in the Castle Apartment building which is also the residence of Kafa.

"Four ten, it's still a long time." Azfan took off the top two buttons of Khalisa's shirt. "Umma why do you wear clothes that have a lot of buttons?"

"Why indeed?" Khalisa smiled ignorantly, he did not know if Azfan wanted it this morning.

"It's making it hard for me."

"Sorry." If Khalisa found out, he would wear clothes that would make it easier for Azfan to take it off.

In the midst of the heat struggle on the bed that morning, Khalisa suddenly heard Azka's whining.

"Bi, Azka wake Bi." Khalisa touched Azfan's head to resuscitate the husband.

"What?" Azfan did not hear the words of Khalisa just now even though their distance was very close—more precisely there was no distance between the two.

"Azka wake up." Repeat Khalisa harder.

Azfan wanted to cry right then and there when he heard Khalisa's words. Why did Azka wake up at a time like this. Can't they just let Azka in for a second. Just briefly.

Azfan was about to hold Khalisa back but too late, Khalisa got off the bed and stepped closer to Azka's bed.

Now Azfan is rolling pitifully over the bed. Azka always won Khalisa.

"The son of Umma is awake." Khalisa peeked into Azka's box.

Azka whined and reached out to Khalisa, it was a sign that he wanted to be carried.

"You want to drink?" Khalisa raised Azka, she sat in the side chair of Baby Tafel to breastfeed Azka. "Azka can drink as much, after two years Azka will not be able to drink Umma milk."

Azka returned Khalisa's gaze as if understanding what Umma said.

"So Umma will make milk with a glass, will you?"

Azka shakes. Khalisa laughed and kissed Azka's cheek with anxiety. Azka's behavior is always unexpected, there are always new things that he does every day, it makes Khalisa and Azfan amazed at the child.

"Come on Samperin Abi." Khalisa brought Azka closer to Azfan. "Bi, Azka's sorry, Azka just wants to drink milk, Abi don't sulk."

Azfan was still in the same position as before when Khalisa approached him. Azfan opened his eyes, he wanted to be angry but seeing Azka's innocent face, he did not get angry.

"It's a good thing you're adorable, otherwise Abi has eaten you to the end." Azfan took over Azka. "Why do you always win, hm?"

Azka blabbed back at Azfan's words. A curse that Azfan doesn't understand.

"So you haven't finished yet with Umma." Azfan kissed Azka's cheek and bit her slowly. "We must prepare a room for Azka."

"Don't be Bi."

"It's okay to be prepared from now on so Azka is not surprised later if you have to sleep alone."

Khalisa was not ready to sleep separately with Azka even though their room was next to each other.

"Pig." Call Azka.

"What a darling."

After that Azka let out an unclear chatter. Looks like Azka has a chance to be chatty after growing up later.

The theme of the Talk Show that will be discussed that morning is the Secret Harmony of the Household Khalisa and Azfan. The event took place in the Castle Apartment building which is also the residence of Kafa. Later after the event ended, Khalisa and Azfan will stop by Kafa's apartment to see their nephew Zulaikha.

The event was attended by hundreds of men and women who filled one of the meeting rooms on the 11th floor of the apartment. It took a long time for Azfan to be willing to attend the event, the main reason of course was that Azfan had stage fright. Although he has often attended other events before but Azfan still not confident. But because Khalisa also participated, Azfan agreed.

Khalisa smiled amusedly read the backdrop on stage, whether he deserved to talk about harmony when last night he and Azfan had just had a disagreement. There is no truly harmonious home. Every relationship has its own problems. What is the relationship between two human beings that can be called harmonious? Khalisa himself does not know.

"Before the audience here must have known our three special guests today." The show's host begins. Viewers present that morning cheered answering the host's questions, of course they knew.

The female-dominated audience even came from various regions not only from Sleman to see the Azfan and Khalisa couple directly.

"Include me Khalisa Syanin Alindra." Khalisa introduced himself while circulating his gaze throughout the room, he was guessing whether the viewers present today were married or single. He also wondered if the woman who sent Azfan the letter was here right now. Khalisa wanted to know what kind of woman who had a good word and often came to Azfan's studies.

"I am Azfan Khuffa Ameezan and in my lap our first son Azka Kashif Alindra."

Azka laughed and clapped her hands following everyone there. He seemed enthusiastic about meeting a lot of people.

Viewers cheered boisterously as Azfan introduced himself. Khalisa glanced at Azfan, now he understood why there were women who fell in love with Azfan even though they knew that Azfan was married. It turned out that her husband looked handsome while on stage. If Khalisa is currently sitting in front of the stage, he must also fall in love with Azfan.

"I want to ask you, how long have you been married?" The two male and female hosts asked questions in turn.

"Almost 4 years." Answer Khalisa and Azfan simultaneously. Then the two looked at each other and smiled as if they did not believe in their compactness.

"May tell us the beginning of Khalisa and Azfan's meeting before finally deciding to get married."

Khalisa told me briefly the beginning he and Azfan knew each other then fell in love and decided to get married.

"We used to live in a small rented house and I am grateful because Azka's Umma never complained about it even though he previously lived in a luxury apartment." Azfan touched Khalisa's thigh, he was very grateful to have Khalisa's wife.

The viewers were amazed by Azfan's story. Khalisa who is the eldest daughter of Daniel was able to adjust to a simple life with her husband.

"It used to be difficult to adapt, because before living in a luxurious place suddenly had to move to a simple house and live as it is."

"No, actually I got a lot of new things like at first I don't want to eat chicken claw now so like." Khalisa smiled broadly at the end of his sentence. Since childhood Khalisa only introduced to eating chicken meat but after marriage, he so eat the claw even chicken intestine.

Laughter filled the room with applause.

"So what is the secret of the harmony of the couple Khalisa and Azfan, we are all curious and who knows could be an example."

"Actually we are not sure whether this relationship can be said to be harmonious or not because in the household there must be problems that approach." Khalisa's answer was immediately approved by everyone present. "But we always try to solve problems as soon as possible and suppress the ego, understand each other and know the portion of husband and wife in the household."

"Now Azfan can be said to be successful in either calligraphy or qiroah whose voice is famous everywhere, just yesterday Azfan's calligraphy sold for 300 million at the annual auction event in Malioboro."

"Alhamdulillah, the buyer is a very good person." Until now even Azfan did not believe if the calligraphy was sold at a very high price.

"The next question is a bit sensitive, otherwise it may not be answered yes." The host saw Khalisa, "Khalisa there is no fear, with Azfan's success now suddenly there is another woman among you."

"Fear is there especially if I can't stay with my husband all the time, there must be women out there who admire Mas Azfan and I can't control their feelings so I can only pray to God to take care of my husband wherever he is, I leave everything to Allah because no one can keep this relationship except the Most Love."

"Lastly, what message for women who admire Azfan?"

"You may be amazed but do not dare to mess with my husband or else I flush you with sulfuric acid." Khalisa said that in a joking tone but his eyes were sharp towards the camera.

"Food joke pharmaceutical children are different."

"May I add?" Ask Azfan.

"Please." The host invited.

"Even if there's a woman among us, it's our children later." Azfan looked at Khalisa and grabbed his hand. Azfan's eyes sparkled with love for his wife.

After the show ended, Khalisa and Azfan chatted briefly backstage with the host and crew.

Khalisa and Azfan got a holiday trip to Lombok from the event. It will be their first holiday trip.

"Bi, Azka's diaper left in the car, I think it's getting full." Khalisa touched Azka's buttocks that looked bulging.

"I took it, Umma to Kafa's apartment first."

"Thank you Bi."

Khalisa gets into the elevator which will take him up to Kafa's apartment while Azfan heads to the basement to pick up Kafa's diaper.

Khalisa lowered Azka in the elevator because it seemed that the little one was curious to climb on the floor. There was another woman who was in the elevator.

"You're Khalisa, right?" The woman rebuked Khalisa.

Khalisa turned his head to look at the purple woman.

"Yes." Yeah." Khalisa gave a big smile.

"So I saw your talk show."

"Oh that, hopefully benefit from the event." Khalisa is watching Azka again.

"You're quipping me?"

Khalisa's eyes widened and then turned to the woman, he did not understand what the sentence meant. Khalisa glanced left and right but it was only the three of them here. There's no one else.

"Where?"

"You said don't macem with Azfan or you'll flush the woman with sulfuric acid."

Khalisa seemed to think and then he understood the direction of the woman's conversation.

"I didn't mention anyone's name and you feel shunned?" Khalisa's eyebrows are uplifted, this is a really interesting conversation.

The woman hesitated, without realizing she had dug her own grave saying such a thing.

"You're the sender of the letter?" Khalisa walked over, his gaze no longer friendly. "Where do you leave your shame?" Khalisa pulled Azka and carried her. "Don't miss it at home, that's why you dare talk to me."

From his expression, Khalisa believed that the woman in front of him was the sender of the letter who always came to Azfan study.

"I didn't think a Khalisa could talk like that?" The woman raised her chin to look brave even though her guts shriveled since 5 minutes ago.

"What do you think of me? If you think I'm meek you're wrong big." Khalisa's gaze was intimidating. Khalisa is trained to deal with people who are trying to bring him down. Khalisa was born to face such a person.

"Don't ever come to my husband's studies again, don't you dare take him."

"Why?"

"Because I always have sulfuric acid here." Khalisa patted his bag. He's moving closer. "I wonder what it would be like if I poured a little bit of this sulfuric acid into your skin."

The woman was fixated even unconsciously she held her breath. His heart was beating like it was about to jump from its civilization. His gaze went down towards Khalisa's bag, sure enough he saw something shaped like a bottle inside there.

"If so, you can take Mas Azfan as you like and prove to yourself that he will never be able to turn away from me." Khalisa came out when the elevator door opened, he had arrived.

The woman exhaled loudly after Khalisa was invisible. He has not been able to ease his fear of Khalisa.

He meets Azfan in the lobby. Previously, he intended to greet Azfan if he accidentally passed by. But considering Khalisa's words, he did not do it. Even seeing Azfan he did not dare.

Khalisa: I'm a queen!