Marry me, Mr. Mafia

Episode 84

First day of the month of Romadhon.

The mosque became very crowded, especially tonight is the first tarawih opening the beginning of the month of Ramadan. All Muslims flocked to the mosque to perform tarawih prayer. Likewise with Varen and Aila, they are currently walking side by side to the nearest mosque in their housing complex.

"Why do we have to walk anyway baby, we can take the car to the mosque." Babe Varen who felt sorry to see Aila had to walk at night pregnant anyway.

"Save the road, too, mas. So that it feels more beautiful when heading to the mosque for tarawih together." Said Aila who was smiling happily.

"Yes, dear, but I am worried that later pas nyampe mosque love even soy sauce, well how do you want to pray if you are tired."

Aila just smiled. Actually what Varen said is true as well, but Aila remembers when she was in the pesantren, he and his friend santriwati walked in droves to the mosque outside the pesantren to participate in the first tarawih prayer with the community. It feels different than coming to the mosque in a vehicle.

"A tired one?" The accusation.

"Just boy. I used to walk hundreds of kilos of meters, baby. Don't forget that, the fact that your handsome husband is the most powerful ex-mafia in the world."

"Huu is the most mafia." Aila Ledek.

"Dare to mock the story."

"Yes, wweee…"

Aila slightly ran while sticking out her tongue looking towards Varen who was left behind.

Instead of chasing, Varen just smiled anxiously at Aila's adorable behavior in her opinion.

O Allah, thank You that you may receive this holy month of mercy and forgiveness from You. May You accept the worship of a servant who is just beginning to learn to know a beautiful religion full of Your grace and compassion.

Varen's unrelenting gratitude toward God. How happy he could be to meet a woman like Aila. Through Aila also Allah entrust his guidance to soften Varen's heart so that he can know God.

"Aila was careful." Pekik Varen was restrained when she saw Aila almost fall.

Fortunately, Aila's defense was solid, so she did not fall down to the front there.

Varen quickly chased after Aila and immediately checked if any of Aila's body parts were injured.

"Darling it's okay?" Varen was worried.

"Mas lebai deh. I'm okay, mom. Just almost fell, hasn't fallen right."

"Yes almost fell. So heart heart, then if fall really how?"

"Just calm down, my mom. I won't harm a baby mas again this time." Susle Aila felt that Varen's worries were fixed on their baby.

"Loh, honey even said that anyway. Not our own baby, but our baby." Embracing Aila's shoulder which was covered with her face cloth. Aila has been wearing mukenaaya since the house.

"Mas is worried, baby, and baby." Varen insists again to make Aila's heart feel calm again.

Hearing that really makes Aila's mood improve again. She even stepped in sure steps and with a smile occasionally looked up to look at her husband's face.

Alhamdulillahot. You sent men as gentle and as kind as Varen to take care of me. May You also allow us to love, love and care for each other until the Hereafter. Aamiin, God, Robbal.

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At 03:25 in the morning.

Aila woke up first. He immediately washed his face, hands and feet, then berwudu and prayers sunnah two rakaat.

As soon as Aila finished praying, she immediately woke up Varen before moving to the kitchen to cook the husband's first sahur menu.

"Mas, wake. Time to eat sahur…"

Aila's voice very gently woke her husband. Her hand even broke the tender loving part of her husband's forehead.

"Mmm hhhooamm...What time is it, baby?"

"Almost four o'clock. Come on get up, I'll cook first. What will masakin do for the first sahur mas?"

"Who is my husband."

Before going to the kitchen, Aila gives a kiss on Varen's cheek and forehead which makes Varen's eyes really literate.

Upon arrival in the kitchen, Bik Nur apparently had cooked chicken sauce and also grilled fish.

"Well, auntie's done cooking."

"Yes, non." Nur arranged the food on the dining table.

"There's still raw fish?"

"There's no."

"It's okay, bik, I'm cooking fried fish. Because mas Varen wants to eat fried fish he said, the same sauce sambel as yesterday I made." Aila said while removing one medium-sized gurame fish from the refrigerator.

"Let the aunt who fried the fish non."

"Don't make it, let me. Itung itung want to add stock reward."

Nur could only smile in response to Aila. Which began to smear the fish with practical concoction. Coincidentally the fish had been cleaned earlier by Nur, so Aila's task was more concise.

"Bibik help sliced onions and chili to sambel soy sauce, yes non."

"Yes bik. Thanks for helping me." Aila was happy.

"It's a bibik's job, non."

"Yes too, bik. But, that means I want to get a reward as well, such as cooking for the husband, washing the clothes of the husband.yeah that like that loh bik."

Nur just smiled. He understood what Aila meant. But, even though Nur is a maid whose job is yes, cleaning the house, cooking for the employer and also washing clothes and so on.

"Non Aila is similar to the late mistress. She also always cooks and washes Mr. Ciko's own clothes. He said to get the reward and blessings and blessings of Mr. Ciko as the husband of the mistress." Nur said remembering the figure of the previous mistress.

"I miss mommy, bik. Mother's smile, mother's warm embrace and the way she looked at me. Mmm. I miss everything about mom."

Aila flipped over the fish she had fried and was about to ripen.

"Darling.." Call Varen who looks fresh. He stepped into the kitchen to approach his wife.

"For den Varen." Sapa Nur's.

"Bik's yeast. Bik Nur also sahur, right?" Ask Varen who's been sitting comfortably in the chair.

"Yes, den. But the bibik is already sahur first."

"Kok even sahur first anyway, bik. It should be together, so that rame and not sleepy. And another, so that the appetite increases."

The soy sauce has been finished by Nur and immediately placed in front of Varen.

"Thank you bik."

Just a nod of response from Nur. Then she helped Aila lift her cooked fried fish.

"Taraaa.. gurame fried mas favorite seasoning."

Aila placed the fried fish in front of her husband, then she sat down on the chair right next to Varen. Nur disappeared behind the door of his room. He did not want to disturb his master who was being sahur together.

"Next time, ask for help to bik Nur just fry the fish, baby."

"That's okay, though. I want to learn to be a good wife and a devoted husband. Sholehah's wife." Rigorously.

"May if you love to be a dutiful wife. But, I'm worried, dear soy sauce and bother."

Varen gently stroked Aila's head, then kissed the top of her head. And Aila just smiled obediently at the ravings of her beloved husband.