Marrying Ustaz Ganteng

Episode 68's

A sunny day with a sun that is not too hot makes the atmosphere so cool. Plus a breeze passed through every branch he passed, increasingly spoiling the eyes of those who looked at him.

Of course, everyone wants to enjoy the atmosphere that is rarely found in this very crowded city of Jakarta. No exception to Naira. The girl sat under a guava tree in the garden behind her house, feeling every touch of wind as she gently brushed her blonde hair. Yes, from the first blonde Naira never cut, but only covered with hijab.

After the dzuhur prayer, Naira waited for Rifky to come home from the mosque, which her husband said would take her for a walk this afternoon.

However, for him it had been too long waiting for Rifky's return. Does time go slow? Or does he who can't wait want to go for a walk? Without warning, Naira breathed out her heavy breath.

"Where's Mas Rifky, anyway? Long time to go home!" muttered Naira grumbling.

Naira sat down while holding her chin with her knees, her right fingers scraping the ground without using anything, making the clean nails appear black.

As a child allowed by her mother to play, Naira rounded the wet ground in her hands and collected it in dried guava leaves.

"Five ... six ... tuj---"

"Yes .. Is that your job? Nice-good!" Naira stops her activity when she sees Rifky approaching her. His dirty hands he hid behind his back and looked at Rifky with a frightened smile.

"Astaghfirullah, Naira .. lack of work, anyway, to play all land!" rifky said a little snapping. The man ruffled his waist and shook his head inexhaustibly.

"Stand up!" his orders. Naira instantly complied, but her head bowed in fear.

"Where's hand? Here!" Rifky pulled both of his wife's hands gently.

"Playing gini land, Honey ...?" said Rifky softly. Naira just looked at him innocently. Then shook slowly.

I heard a breath coming from Rifky. Wanting to get angry, he could not bear to see the innocent face of Naira.

"Come on! He said he'd take a walk?" Rifky smiled and forgot about Naira's hand problem. He knew that his wife might have accidentally done it.

"Come on!" Naira nodded enthusiastically. His white teeth were visible by his fluffy smile.

The two couples stepped together and prepared to leave. The plan is they will eat outside while filling this Sunday with streets as a reliever of fatigue.

"Later buyin ice cream, yes, Mas!" naira smiled. Rifky nodded instead of hearing the rant from Naira. Then told Naira to get into the car after stroking his wife's head.

"Where do you eat?" ask Rifky.

"Eum .. I want to eat at that beachside restaurant, Mas. Grilled fish ...." Naira whining spoiled. Wrong Rifky himself why ask him.

"Yes, we're going there, yeah!" reply Rifky nodded. Then slow down his car and welcome the body of Naira who crawled towards him.

Before long, their car had been parked on the beach, exposed to a strong wind that broke through the bodies of both of them when they got out of the car. Rifky justifies Naira's slightly exposed veil, and embraces it to keep them from separating.

"That's a lot, huh, Mom? It's almost full of places" Naira said as she stared back and forth.

"Yes. Maybe they're on all holidays. This is, 'it is a holiday, '" answered Rifky accordingly. Upon arriving, the man allowed his wife to sit in an available chair.

"Wait a minute, yeah. Let me order!" said Rifky who replied nod by Naira.

Naira sat down casually with eyes looking freely at all directions. The waves are not too big seen crashing slowly small ships on it, also the sound of birds chirping in the air adds to the impression of freshness there. How could he not feel happy?

"What's up, honey?" asked Rifky who came back with two fresh drinks in his hand.

"Waves look. It's cold, yeah, Mom!" naira was happy. Both of his eyes seemed to narrow towards Rifky.

"Yes. But it's even cooler when you look at it" Rifky said. Naira hit her hand softly because she was embarrassed, no matter how flailing her husband was, still making a hue on his cheek.

"Please enjoy, Mas, Ma'am!" said a servant kindly.

"Thank you" replied Rifky and Naira. They smile at each other before enjoying the meal.

"Don't forget prayer." Rifky chuckles.

"Yes, Mas. Ow hell! It's still hot." Naira blew her hand.

"You are this one. It's cold!" Rifky swapped out his plate that he had already cooled.

"Thank you, Mas" said Naira. For a moment she looked at her husband and smiled broadly.

They enjoyed the lunch in romance. Although many saw, Rifky still adored his wife by bribing her, wiping her lips, and even kissing her very friendly.

The two completed their meal within a few minutes, then took a short walk after making payment. Naira invites Rifky to get closer to the water, his wife clapping with a cheerful laugh. It's so heartbreaking for Rifky to see it.

"Yes, can .... We ride that one. Yuk!" The answer Naira had been expecting.

'Yes!'

"Come on!" Naira jumps up and pulls Rifky's hand, until Rifky laughs at her childish-looking funny behavior.

"Be careful, dear." Rifky held Naira's hand tightly.

"Mas, I can't. Scared!"

"Come on! Here!" Rifky reached out his burly hand, and Naira happily let Rifky to greet his body.

Naira sat on the side chair while holding onto Rifky. Although a bit scared, but he was eager to see the beauty of the beach from the boat they were riding.

***

Quite satisfied they went around. Less than an hour into Ashar's time, Rifky takes Naira home. Naira complies because her wish has been fulfilled, and in gratitude, she kisses Rifky's cheek several times.

A cheerful smile was always stunned at Naira's beautiful lips, she was so enjoying the atmosphere that passed today. It really calmed and pleased her heart.

"Mas! Go home through the edge. There, the view is cooler!" naira's orders were wrapped in proposals.

"Yes," Rifky replied briefly. He saw his wife looked exhausted, a bottle of drink had been all sips.

"Ah ... very fresh ...." Naira threw the empty bottle into the trash. Then lean in the seat while stretching both hands.

Cit ...!

"Akhs! Mas! What's up?!" Naira flinched in shock as Rifky stepped on the brakes suddenly. There was even a squeaking sound from the tires of their car.

"Rani? That's Rani's sister, isn't it?" Naira followed the direction of her husband.

"Yes. How to run-la--"

Naira's words were silenced as they watched the many policemen running around. Still in confusion, Rifky and Naira were silent for a moment.

"Why chasing?" naira asked confusedly.

"Maybe Rani escaped from custody. Astaghfirullah ... what else is going to happen?" rifky half muttered.

"Huh?! Blurred? The prisoner? Um--"

"Yes, Honey. Let's see it first." Rifky again runs his car, following the direction in which Rani runs.

Naira who was increasingly made curious did not turn her eyes, even a little bit of a wander.

"Astagfireullah! Mas! See it!" Naira widened her eyes while pointing at the sight she saw. Rani, the woman was already on the bridge while stretching out her hands. Naira suspects that the woman will kill herself there, until she is frightened.

"Oh God! Rani?!"

"Where, Mum! Rani's brother will die if he jumps!" naira panicked.

"Honey. Don't you see it when you're scared, do you? I'm going there, you stay here, okay?" rifky message. Then stepped outside after getting a nod from his wife.

Rifky ran towards the crowd of police who were screaming out of concern calling Rani. Not they can not act, but fear if Rani really jumped from the bridge under which there is a rocky flow of water.

A long roar reflected in the air as Rani called out to her mother. The woman seemed to be trembling and crying, still worried about her actions.

Gathering all the courage, Rifky stepped slowly. All who watched looked tense as Rani looked at the approaching Rifky.

"Rani .. please don't do this stupid thing. Love yourself ...," said Rifky.

Rani shook her head several times, unable to say what she was about to say. The woman looked back down and kept shedding tears.

"Astaghfirullah halazim ...." His voice sounded soft. Very downright. Rifky had dropped tears before pulling the body of Rani who was about to fall.

"Samma ...."

The woman was weakly silent. Staring in Rifky's eyes as if asking for protection. His trembling hands squeezed firmly into Rifky's clothes as all the police approached towards them. After that, it collapsed helplessly.