Mahabbah Love Khalisa

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Azfan painstakingly scratched the ink on the glass medium before him. Azfan is making an order for one of his subscription buyers, QS Al-Baqarah verse 214 about the help of Allah which is so close. By making this calligraphy Azfan felt the verse was also reserved for him now. That the help of Allah was so close that Azfan could not despair too soon. Although the shop is quiet lately but Azfan should not put prejudice against God.

Azfan had told Khalisa that tonight he would be home a little late because he had to complete the calligraphy of people's orders. Actually Azfan wanted to go home quickly from the store because of the longing that ambushed his heart when he could not see the figure of the wife. But Azfan had to fulfill his obligation to earn a living, he was also unlikely to ask Khalisa to come to the store at any time. Because Khalisa also has busy at home.

Azfan raised his face looking towards the door hearing the sound of someone entering. He was stunned for a while to see the figure of Kafa entering his shop. Azfan immediately went to welcome Kafa, maybe this is a good sign that Kafa will be better with himself and Khalisa. Azfan greeted Kafa kindly and asked what Kafa needed here. Really Azfan will give you any calligraphy that Kafa wants. If it turns out that calligraphy does not exist then Azfan will make it for Kafa first. Azfan was so excited to welcome Kafa as if he was a special guest. For Azfan, Kafa is special.

"Tumben open till night." Kafa who had been silent from earlier finally raised his voice, he circulated his gaze at the entire corner of the store.

"Yes, you have to make someone's order first." Azfan invited Kafa to sit down.

"Are you in trouble?" Kafa looked at Azfan who was sitting in front of him, he could guess that Azfan and Khalisa's finances were not good because Azfan opened the store until night or Khalisa who had to offer his design on Sandi. Kafa had never seen Khalisa do that before because the design was Khalisa's most valuable treasure.

"What's that about?" Azfan is still trying to be prejudiced against Kafa.

"What is difficult until Ce Khalisa has to sell his designs with other designers?"

Azfan frowned, he did not understand what Kafa was saying. Khalisa sold his designs? by when? Even Azfan doesn't know if Khalisa did that then why would Kafa know about it? did Khalisa tell Kafa about their recent difficulties. But why Khalisa did not tell Azfan, whether now Azfan is no longer a place to share stories for Khalisa.

Azfan gripped the handle of the chair tightly, the fact that made Azfan's self-esteem as sliced. So hurt. Azfan trembled, his eyes reddened and wet withstanding emotions.

"You just came to tell me that, right?" Azfan moved, "then please go, I also want to close the shop."

Without saying anything else Kafa came out of the store leaving Azfan. During this time Kafa only saw from afar but after hearing Khalisa offer his design to Sandi earlier, Kafa could not bear to not go to Azfan.

Azfan covered his face with one hand then ruffled his frustrated hair. Is Khalisa unhappy with this marriage but why Azfan never saw it on Khalisa's face. Is Khalisa just pretending. No. gabe. Azfan can't think like that. But Kafa also could not lie with his words.

Surely during this time Khalisa was depressed because Azfan was unable to meet his needs. Of course because all this time Khalisa lived all well with luxury residences.

Azfan turned off the shop lights and locked the door. He didn't finish the calligraphy tonight because he couldn't focus. Azfan should meet Khalisa soon.

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Khalisa jumped in shock at the knock of the door, he rubbed his face putting the Qur'an mushaf that was originally in his lap. Khalisa overslept while waiting for Azfan while tilawah earlier. Khalisa's tired face changed with a big smile seeing Azfan's arrival.

"I've made dinner for you." Khalisa kissed Azfan's hand.

Azfan just smiled faintly, he noticed Khalisa's face. Looks like Khalisa applied a moisturizer because his reddish lips look shiny. Khalisa always carries out his obligations as a wife, namely decorating in front of her husband and even wearing fragrances. Tired Azfan disappeared instantly when he received a warm reception Khalisa. His anger subsided after seeing Khalisa. Khalisa's face looked happy, whether because he had managed to sell his design to others.

"Haura why don't you eat first?" Azfan saw the dish on the table still untouched.

"I'm waiting for you." Khalisa sat next to Azfan after taking rice for her husband. "It's prayer, isn't it?"

They read prayers together before they start eating.

"It." Azfan devoured rice with chicken and vegetable soup, parchment and soy sauce sambal. Do not forget the shrimp crackers that are always on the dining table.

"No boy?"

"Feel Haura never fails." Praise Azfan for making Khalisa blush.

"Mas sure tired of keeping the store until gini night, soon I'll be incandescent ya."

"Not more tired than Haura who cooked all this."

After eating Azfan rushed to wash the dishes and clean the kitchen and dining table. This is a form of cooperation in the household so that it is not just a wife who does homework.

Meanwhile Khalisa locked the front door and closed all the curtains because the clock had shown at 9 p.m. Khalisa took off his face and prepared a nightgown for Azfan.

"Why does Haura look so happy?" Azfan sat on the edge of the bed after changing his clothes with shorts and a t-shirt. Azfan wanted to know if Khalisa could be frank with him. Knowing that Khalisa preferred to tell Kafa about it really hurt Azfan.

"Oh yeah?" Khalisa's eyebrows raised, he held his cheeks, did he really look happy?

"What's wrong?"

"So that afternoon I decided to bargain my design to Bang Sandi, so she was the designer of her trust Ai Aisyah to make clothes in Ai's boutique."

Azfan watched Khalisa carefully, listened to every story of Khalisa and did not let it go unturned in the slightest.

"You know, he's willing to pay for two of my designs at a high price."

"Thirty-five, that's completely beyond my expectations because even though the design is good, I don't have a name compared to the class designer Bang Sandi."

Azfan understands the situation now, if Sandi is the designer of Aisyah's beliefs then surely Kafa also knows her. Sandi must have told Kafa about it. Or maybe Kafa also gave money without Khalisa's knowledge.

"Give me the money."

Khalisa was stunned, his smile instantly faded hearing Azfan's statement. Why should he give that money back. Khalisa did not get it for free but he gave up his two designs for Sandi.

"Why Mas?" Khalisa. "I just want to help Azfan so I have some income."

"Return to Password." Azfan's tone was still low, he never spoke high despite being angry.

"But why, I've been considering it since this afternoon, I argued with myself before I decided to send the design to Bang Sandi and Alhamdulillah Allah gave us the convenience because Bang Sandi would pay a high price, why would I give you that money back?"

"Return it."

Khalisa tears melted, he did not understand why Azfan asked him to do that. Khalisa just wanted to help ease Azfan's burden and that's all he had.

Azfan's jaw hardened looking at Khalisa sharply, he remained in his stance so that Khalisa would return the money. For Azfan it is better to fast because he has no one to buy food than to receive Kafa's help. Not the arrogant Azfan but Kafa gave the aid on the basis of hatred for Azfan.

"Okay, I'm back now." Khalisa grabbed his phone on the nightstand, with trembling hands holding back the anger he pressed the flat screen of the phone. Khalisa transferred back the password money that he had only received a few hours. "Mas satisfied?" Khalisa showed his phone screen on Azfan which showed a successful transaction text.

"Why the hell Mas Azfan is not selfish, why not say thank you because I have been willing to give my design to others, Mas will not know the taste, I will not know the taste, for me, that design is more valuable than the stuff I have here, if until I want to give to someone else, there's an urgent reason behind it all." Khalisa spoke with excitement and tears.

"What an urgent reason, I can't give Haura more shopping money, I never took Haura out like other couples, I am indeed full of flaws then do I have to be happy if Haura gives something that Haura says is valuable to others, Haura thinks I am not hurt?" Azfan's voice was low but more with emphasis illustrating how hurt he was right now.

"I've been trying to keep my feelings up all this time, am I wrong? I just want to help you more, why won't you take it?" Khalisa stood before Azfan and returned the sharp gaze of the man.

"I can't accept it."

"Why?" Khalisa's tone is getting higher.

"Did Haura never think why a famous designer like Haura said she wanted to pay a lot for it, whether it was purely because Haura's design was good or something else, did Haura not think that if Sandi could tell this to Kafa, I know that anyway Kafa is still Haura's brother but he hates me so much, think about if Kafa knows this?" Azfan left Khalisa, he chose to calm down in the dark living room, there was only a little light from the porch lights that entered through the window slit. Perhaps Azfan could think more clearly in the dark.

Azfan gnawed at his throbbing temple, he had never had a big fight with Khalisa before. They are used to small fights because it is impossible for two people who come from different families to always have the same way of mind. Even two siblings fight a lot.

Khalisa hugged his knees against the end of the bed. He closed his eyes crying sobbing all the pain of arguing with Azfan. His chest was very sick considering all the words of Azfan just now.

At first Khalisa also thought why Sandi would pay a high price, the amount is far above the price of clothes in Aisyah boutiques. Maybe Azfan's guess has a point. Kafa also gave the money. Khalisa really did not think that far because he was too happy to get money from the design he made himself.

If Kafa knew for sure he was laughing at Azfan because he thought Azfan had failed to support Khalisa. Even if Kafa did not help, Khalisa should not make Azfan angry like this. Khalisa.

Slowly Khalisa came down from the bed to the living room, he saw Azfan looking down deeply. It was dark but Khalisa could still see it.

"I'm sorry, Mom." Khalisa turned on the lamp, he sat on the floor grabbing Azfan's hand and peeling it for a long time. "I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me." Khalisa buried his face in Azfan's thigh.

Azfan could feel the tears of Khalisa flowing through his hands, he could not see Khalisa crying. Azfan came down from the sofa to hug Khalisa.

"I've already cried, I've forgiven Haura." Azfan said softly.

Khalisa returned Azfan's embrace tighter, he did not want to make Azfan angry at him for too long.

"I'm sorry, too." Azfan breaks down the hug after Khalisa calms down. He rubbed Khalisa's wet face. "I'll keep trying to make Haura happy."

"Mas has made me happy, sorry next time I ask permission first before doing something."

Azfan nodded, "let's get up, don't cry again later Haura's eyes are swollen."

Khalisa's narrow eyes will be easily swollen when crying, if he goes to sleep immediately then tomorrow he will be difficult to open his eyes.

Azfan tidied Khalisa's hair a little messy. Azfan clenched Khalisa's tiny body and rubbed his back. Making up after a fight makes them seem to fall in love again. Makes them stickier like gelatin.