Married To Chef Jutek

Tajwid Love (Pov Jasmine)

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I was confused by my own feelings. What the hell happened to me? Why can I cry? Is it because Master left me alone in that place?

'Dear, come on .. You're not a whiny girl. Your marriage and Mr. Arjuna is just a sham. No one can guarantee that the man really likes you, even though sometimes his attention touches your recesses.'

I let out a heavy sigh, then stood up and opened the window curtain on the balcony of the house. I was a little surprised when I saw the flickering, colorful lights dangling beautifully and neatly out there. I decided to open the balcony door and see for myself what I saw. I smiled as I got outside and stood by the window.

I touch the little lights in different colors. Wonderful ... I don't know why I like to see it so much, these lights remind me of you. I smiled as the shadows of the past flashed in memory.

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"Delati, we'll watch the night market. Are you ready?" ask the Father that night.

"How you want, sir."

"But, sorry. You can just take you around the market that night. You don't have enough money to play there."

"No, nothing, sir. Melati want!" I said with a happy face.

We rode our bikes to the night market. On the way many small animals fly following us from behind, animals that have light, yes ... The animal was a firefly. Father said, fireflies are the most meritorious animals. He was willing to illuminate many other creatures in the midst of darkness.

Getting there, you just took me around the market. We just saw a lot of people playing this. Sometimes he offers, but I refuse. Not unwilling, but I do not want to force my will, my pleasure, but to trouble them, my parents.

"Dear it, look at it!" Father pointed to the flashing lights that wrapped around the iron of children's games.

"Yes, sir."

"Our life is like a lamp, it is. Lots of colors, lots of flavors. If you can thank him you'll see his beauty."

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I lowered my head, I touched these lights with the water already standing in my eyes. I forced myself to toughen up, I knew maybe it wasn't time for God to bring me and my family together. The phone vibrated, I reached into the pocket of the pants.

'Master'

I took a heavy breath. Why did Mr. Arjuna call me at night. Has he not slept in his room?

"Yes, Sir?"

"Why not sleep?"

"A little while, sir."

"Don't stand outside. You will be sick!"

'How did he know I was standing outside?'

"Related ... "

"Yes." Yeah."

"You likey?"

"Ehh? What's?" I'm rattled.

"the lights? Especially?"

"Owhhh, Emmm likes it, sir. Thank you." Thank you."

"Yes, come in. You'll be sick."

"Good, Sir."

I immediately went inside and closed the door.

***

Early in the morning after the dawn prayer, I decided to open the old Koran scripture, the mini Qur'an, a gift from my father when I was 17 years old. I was sitting on the floor with a blue hairy ambal. Then sitting cross-legged, I opened Joseph's letter juz 12, then solemnly read.

"Sadaqallahul azim ... " I closed the holy book of the Quran and kissed it. Just about to stand it turns out that there is already Mr. Arjuna who is standing leaning on the open door. I forgot to close the door after coming out to pick up the ablution earlier.

"Have you finished reading the Qur'an?"

"Here you go, sir."

He approached and sat in front of me.

"Your voice is good too, just that there are still some of his tajwid that are wrong. Who did you learn to teach with?"

"Name ... My own father, sir."

He smiled, then confirmed some of my faulty tajwid readings. I never thought it would turn out that this super fierce Mr. Arjuna could be gentle and teach me so many things.

"Yusuf's letter, usually recommended to be read by women who are pregnant. You know why?"

I'm shaking.

"Prophet Yusuf AS is known as the most beautiful and noble-behaving prophet. In many accounts it is mentioned that the heralding of the Prophet Joseph made him admired and famous in his time. Therefore, reading the Surah Yusuf while pregnant is believed to make the baby conceived can be identical and have noble character like the Prophet Yusuf AS."

"Oh ... "

"Or, Don't-don't you, you're pregnant, huh?"

My eyes were round and reflexively staring at his face in front.

"Haha ... Kidding. Instead, get pregnant first if you want his son as beautiful as the Prophet Yusuf and have noble character." I'm down again. "Have not thought about it, I was going to invite you to pray together, but because I saw you already pray first, so I gave my intention. Maybe, maybe another time. And ... once again I want to apologize about yesterday leaving you there alone. I promise I won't be like that anymore."

"It's okay, sir."

"Oh yes, about the kiss yesterday ..."

"Master, don't talk about it." I cut his sentence while looking down and closed, embarrassed.

"Okay, yeah. Let's have breakfast."

"I'm going to clean this up first, sir."

"Well, I'll wait outside, yeah!" I looked down and he came out. I quickly closed the door, and felt my fast-paced chest.

"Gee!!" Again I closed, exhaling the breath I held as long as he sat in front of me.

I went out and breakfast was available at the table.

"I made it. Sit here!" Take it while pulling a chair for me to sit on. I smiled and sat down next to him.

I opened my mouth and ate it. Indeed, the cuisine of Mr. Arjuna is amazingly delicious. Naturally he became a famous chef.

"Where's rasanaya?"

"Enak, Mister."

"Alhamdulillah if you like. Let's eat a lot." He was busy chewing food in his mouth. I just kept quiet, waiting for the plate.

Realizing I was sculpting, Mr. Arjuna stopped his activities. He smiled and brought the plate closer to me.

"Yep, eat a plate of both." We both laughed and ended up eating together.

While eating, Mr. Arjuna's phone vibrated. He reached into his pants pocket and told me to take a short call.

"I picked up the phone first, yeah. A minute!" I'm nodding. After a long time he returned, but immediately permission to go to work. "Delati, I go first, yes," he said, hand-picking. I accepted and kissed the back of his hand. "Assalamu'alaikum ... "

"Getishalight."

Mr Arjuna looked very hasty what might he be late to go filming huh? I don't know, whatever it is I hope he doesn't forget his prayers and lunch. I continued eating.

***

I doubt I went to teach dance lessons today. It felt like I wanted to stop, but if I stopped what I would do next. I used to fill my activities with it, would be bored if I just stayed at home. I lay my body on the couch. Look at the ceiling of the apartment and keep thinking. After thinking long enough, I decided to keep teaching.

'It looks like I have to go. What am I afraid of? What am I avoiding? Mr Arjuna's past, or what?' I immediately got up and cleaned myself, then changed clothes.

***

"Sir-stops!" I asked Mr. Gus when I passed a mall. I saw the Goddess with a man fighting on the side of the road. He saw the man slap his face several times. Mr. Gus immediately stopped the car, I immediately went down and ran to the Goddess who fell down because she was pushed by the man.

"Goddess, are you okay?" I asked while helping him stand up. Seeing me who was suddenly nearby made the Goddess look shocked and covered part of her bruised face. I looked at the man with a red face. My teeth are grimacing. I approached him and pushed his body.

"Because it's the same woman! Sissy!!" I looked at him sharply.

"Lo who? Don't interfere in people's business, yeah! The woman has money. Not a little, you know! Nearly twenty million!"

"What?!" I really didn't expect. "But you don't have to use violence like that!"

"So how do I want to call it? Must patience? While he won't pay! Do you want to pay off the debt?"

I'm confused, I don't bring cash. I checked my bag and only found the cell phone that Mr. Arjuna gave me. I take it out, is it possible by giving this phone, the debt of the Goddess will be paid off.

"Is this enough to pay my brother's debt?" I showed my Samsung Galaxy Fold phone my folding screen to her. He stared for a long time then simply snatched the phone from my hand.

"All right, this is enough!" he said flipping the phone in his hand. "OK, now break even, you're paying off!" he pointed towards the Goddess. And the man just left with a happy face, while I immediately approached the Goddess.

"Goddess, are you okay?" I led him to sit in a chair near us. There's an iron chair on this side of the road.

"Nothing." he said a bit clumsy after we sat down. "Sorry, because of me, you've lost your phone."

"It's okay, I don't really need that phone. You ... why owe that much money?"

"I'm sorry, I can't explain it right now."

"I'm not pushy, I hope you don't do it again. It could put your life at risk. How many lives are lost just because of debt. Brothers become enemies, friends become opponents and so on. If there's anything you can say to me from now on. I'm ready to help."

"Ehh, thank you."

"Well, I'm going, yeah! Or do you want to go home with Mr Gus? I'm in the anter Gus sir. That's the car." I pointed at the car that was quite a distance away from us.

"Thank you, I'll just go home by myself."

"Is it okay to go home alone?"

"It's okay, Mel."

"Yes, I'm going!" pamitku while standing. "Assalamu'alaikum's chat... "

"Wa'alaikumsalam." And I walked to the car, just walked a few steps back to scream Goddess called me. "Darken!!" I looked back. He walked quickly towards me and suddenly hugged me. "Thank you, once again Thank you!"

I smiled, returning his embrace. "Either. Be careful, yes!" He nodded. I broke into a hug and walked back to the car. I looked back before I actually went there. The goddess looked smiling while waving her hands.

"Depart, sir."

"Okay, Madam."

When the car was running slowly, I could see the Goddess still standing there. Thankfully, there has been progress in our relationship. May this good relationship be well established. Amelvin ...

***

"Thank you, sir!" I said when I got to the dancing building. I'm a little late.

"Together, Madam." Mr. Gus honked twice before it finally passed.

I immediately entered the building and all the children were waiting. There was George who temporarily filled the time as long as I hadn't come.

"Sorry, I'm late" I told George.

"Its okay. I'm just teaching them the same material" he replied with a smile. "I went back to the next class, yeah!"

"okay."

And George walked away. I watched all my students, but I didn't find Revi. Where's the kid?"

"All right, we're starting, yeah! Let's put on her dancing gear. After that line up neatly!" my orders to all children. They immediately ran to his bag and put on cloth and scarves.

I reached into the bag about to pick up the phone, but I forgot my phone I gave to the man earlier. I finally broke my intention and chose to focus on teaching first.

***

Coming home from dancing teaching I was confused how to contact Mr. Gus. My number is not a pussy. Finally I asked George to order an online motorcycle for me. After waiting for a long time for the motorcycle to come, I immediately went home. In the middle of the road the road seemed to be jammed. We have trouble getting through. The motor stops right next to the black car. I recognize this car, isn't this Mr. Arjuna's car.

I looked up, raised my head and looked for a gap to see it. It seemed he did not realize I was nearby, because beside me there was a motorbike also waiting for traffic jams. My mouth almost called out to him, until I paled my intention when I saw who was next to him.

"Juwita ...," said I lirih.

I smiled bitterly and closed the helmet glass on my head to cover my face. Want to avoid looking at it, but why do my eyes keep looking in that direction?

The road is no longer stuck. The driver left the place online. I felt my chest feel tight, why? Is it possible that I have a taste for Mr Arjuna?

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