Missing Voice Azhan

I am handsome and charismatic

The expanse of high weeds stretches wide in the middle of the green grassland. Blowing wind that feels cool and refreshing makes the grass thatch sway in rhythm.

Ustazhah Syifa circulated her gaze around, trying to digest in the heart a place so foreign to her.

Where am I ? Why is the place so beautiful.

The woman continued to step her foot into the park. There was a whirring sense of strangeness in his heart but it was so comfortable and both of his legs seemed to feel light to move.

Ustazhah Syifa is still trying to find a way out who knows he can find something. His forehead grew furrowed as he felt that the place was vast and endless. Tired, almost desperate to find a way out, the woman collapsed on the ground with her legs bent.

Where am I ? O God give your protection to your servant.

As his heart grew tired and desperate, faintly he heard a voice calling out to him.

Elder sister

"Yes..." He muttered and immediately stood up and looked for the source of the sound.

Elder sister

The voice was heard again, Ustazhah Syifa further accelerated his pace. It was getting faster and even now he seemed to be running towards the voice that he believed was the voice of Akia.

The woman continued to run until a hill surrounded by flowers of various types. Behind the hill there is a lake with water that is so clear, and across the lake looks a small forest that is very lush.

Ustazhah Syifa paused for a moment to normalize her stingy breath, sweat began to drench her forehead. After she calmed down, the woman walked back to the lake.

His heart was suddenly pleased with a face that implied happiness. His steps were again excited with a heartbeat that was so strong because of the happiness that enveloped his heart. The view is in one direction, the lake.

There precisely on the edge of the lake is standing a female figure in white with a hijab that dangles down to almost cover her entire body. The girl's body seemed to shine brightly making Ustazhah Syifa slightly cover her eyes.

When he was behind the woman, suddenly the figure turned to look at him with a beautiful smile adorning his lips.

"Sister, I've been waiting for you for a long time, you've been a long time."

"Yes.." Call Ustazhah Syifa on the figure of the girl in front of him who turns out to be Akia.

Still with a smile adorning her lips, the girl extended her hand at the woman.

"Come brother, we're getting out of here." His invitation was immediately welcomed by Ustazhah Syifa.

Both of them walked with a calm feeling, passing through a path he was unfamiliar with. Even the woman narrowed her eyes slightly as she led him down a path filled with rays that were too blinding.

"Yes..."

The woman awoke from her sleep with a stingy breath. A sweat drenched his face, quickly the woman uttered an Istighfar.

"Astaghfirullah's..Oh my God, I had a very strange dream. What does this dream mean ? Why do I dream of Akia ? Do I miss her so much." His murmured softly with breath that began to look calm.

Glimpsed clock attached to the wall, time still shows 2 o'clock in the morning. It was still very early in the morning, with the woman slowly getting out of her bed and out of the room, heading towards the bathroom.

Ten minutes passed the woman returned and immediately spread her alphabet to release her longing for the Kholiq. The creator of the universe, Ustazhah Syifa solemnly began to perform his sunnah prayers.

***

Akia stared at the astonishment of the house that stood so firmly in front of him. They were at Azriel's house when the time showed at 8 p.m.

The girl really felt a great amazement with the decorations and arrangements in the house. Indeed, when compared to the luxurious mansion owned by his family, Azriel's house is very defeated.

But the man's house is also not small, just look at the very large yard, with a garden in the corner there, and an ornamental pond with a large stone standing upright in the middle of the pond, and the pond, with the flow of water that soaked the wide rock and the spray of small fountains that surrounded the pool, it gave the impression of luxury and elegance.

"This is your house ?" Ask the girl plain.

Azriel frowned at the question of his wife who seemed innocent. A few seconds later, the man laughed.

"If I bring you here it means this house is mine baby. You're so fascinated you don't realize your saliva is dripping." Tempt the man.

Akiia rubbed her lips, making her try to wipe her saliva.

Azriel laughed more and more at the innocent attitude of his wife. Making Akia instantly pout with a red face resisting embarrassment.

"You're back to pranking me ? Ck sucks." Then she walked in and left her husband laughing. Right now they were still outside the house after Rio dropped her off and left immediately after.

Akia continued to step towards the door and then entered into the door that was already open. Throwing smiles at everyone who seemed to be lining up to welcome his arrival.

"Assalamualaik." His greeting with a smile adorned his lips.

"Waalaikum greetings, welcome to your home Madam." Say hello to one of the arts with a little bowing his body.

Akiia looked at the middle-aged man in front of her then nodded her head in a friendly manner.

"Don't salute me sir, and call me Kia." Her ink on all her husband's art.

The middle-aged man just stared confusedly at his new mistress, there was a sense of hesitation to obey the will of the hostess.

"It's okay, Mr. Mun, just follow what my wife asks." The bass sounds were heard there.

All looked at the origin of the voice, and they saw the host walking towards them.

"Good sir."

Azriel smiled sweetly as she approached his wife who was currently fascinated with her bounty. The man held back his laughter seeing the unblinking wife looking at him. Embracing Akia's friendly waist while gesturing her entire art to leave the two of them.

After the departure of all the artny, Azreil now looked at the face of Akia who was still staring at the face of her husband.

"Amuse me Madam ?" He asked quickly lifting his wife's body in bridal style.

"Ohhhhkk.." Akia shrieked loudly as she felt her body float through the air, quickly the girl draped her hands around her husband's sturdy neck.

"Mas alightin, I can walk alone." His protest tightened his embrace.

Azriel laughed as she blinked one eye.

"Waiting you alone tomorrow morning just got to Sya's room. Your husband is handsome and charismatic, until you just melt to see a mas who just smiles. What if you saw all the yag mas have ? I can't imagine it." Tempt Azriel with the laughter she held back.

Akiia was flabbergasted for a few seconds then the girl buried her head in the chest of Azriel's field. She was embarrassed to admire her husband. Azreil could no longer hold back his laughter seeing the red hue on his wife's cheeks.

Cclek

The door of the room opened, and Azriel went in with Achia still in her trunk. Then the man lowered with the heart his wife's body.

Akia looked in amazement around the room that seemed so beautifully decorated. The king-size bed above is sprinkled with red rose petals and forms a love sign in the middle. The girl's gaze was still twisting until she stopped right at one point. The girl's mouth opened, because of the haru taste that filled the recesses of her heart.

"Bag.." His voice was choked and unable to get out of his throat.

"Do you like it ?" Whisper the man while hugging his wife's body from behind.

TB