My bodyguard, my Imam

Husband's Dependents

Faintly when opening his eyes Ellea heard the sound of the holy verse chanting Al qur’an. I don't know what time he hasn't heard the Adhan.

“Shadaqallahul azim..” Eiwa turned his head back, in silence the evening before morning the man had finished chanting the verse Al qur’an. Kiss the book and then put it on the table.

“El, already awake?”

Ellea nodded. “No sleep,” he said in his soft voice.

“My voice makes you annoyed huh?”

Ellea shook her head. “Then yes, hearing the sound of my salary disturbed? No, El actually seneng.”

“Keep why can't you sleep?”

Ellea fell silent, suddenly the expression on her face changed. He wants to talk but doesn't dare, but Eiwa is convinced that his little wife has a problem.

Eiwa held back the question until the two of them performed the morning prayer and breakfast together. Until the question came to the wife.

After breakfast. Now they are both in the kitchen washing dishes.

“I am now your husband, El, so if there's anything you say to me. Don't swallow it yourself,” said Eiwa leaning into the outskirts of the kitchen set waiting for Ellea to wash dishes. I didn't expect Ellea to be more beautiful and attractive than Amora.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Assalamualaikum!”

“Waalikumsalam After washing her hands, Ellea wiped a towel hanging on the side of the refrigerator.

“Bang, El see who comes first, yes?”

Eiwa nodded as she sighed.

“Who, El?” after Ellea came back.

“That's our next-door neighbor, Ms. Mariana, asking for rice for her son's breakfast, because he's bad luck.”

Eiwa mangosteen heard Ellea's explanation.

Their conversation was serious again. On to the topic of what was the burden on Ellea's mind.

Eiwa was muttering while thinking. “How much total overall to pay?” tanyakanya.

“SPP twenty-five million, practicum fifty million, so total overall seventy-five million, Bang. Much, right? How, El, do not want to because of this must drop out of college. So the doctor is my ideals,” said Ellea lowered her head sadly.

Still remember how the last time the papa was angry at him for tuition.

Eiwa was silent, making Ellea pessimistic that her husband would not be able to pay for her college. This morning he lived without enthusiasm, fried rice breakfast made by Eiwa was only he ate two spoons.

It is very reasonable if the tuition costs to be incurred are quite expensive, because the accreditation of majors has A students there also get the best quality of learning.

Ellea continued to look at Eiwa, waiting for a reply or a word to come out of the lips of her papa bodyguard. Ellea's hope for Eiwa says yes is huge. So she was disappointed when her husband spoke out of hope.

“It's noon, it's time for you to go to college. I also have to go to Jogja.” Eiwa ended their conversation first. “No need, you just go, let me finish,” prevent it when Ellea will clean up their leftover dishes.

“Oh, thanks Bang.” Although in a sad state Ellea still tried to smile. He kissed the back of Eiwa's busy hand.

“Holy clothes let El aja bang, later after returning home campus.”

“Siap dear.” Eiwa without looking at her thumb.

At the campus Ellea does not concentrate on learning because of thoughts with costs that have not yet found a way out.

“Ellea, there is a Rector you call to make to his office. Waiting as soon as possible,” said Widya lecturer.

Ellea knew where she was going. In the room of the Bureau of Academic and Student Administration (BAAK) is an element of implementing university administration that organizes academic and student administration services.

In the room it felt very cold when the gaze of the rector was thick with sharp eyes that continued to look at Ellea with a hard look.

“I will pay off the cost soon, Sir, God willing.” Out of nowhere, Ellea believed in the power of God.

In this world, nothing is impossible.

“If Saturday you have not yet submitted the tuition fee. Sorry, you can no longer take lessons here. Maybe you can choose another major, or study at another campus maybe, such as small towns. Maybe it is more suitable according to the contents of your wallet.”

“I'm sorry sir,” said Ellea left the rector who clearly has not finished talking.