My Bow to the Destiny of Love

Water can extinguish the fire

Late in the evening, Chayra gets busy in the kitchen to prepare dinner. Sunday night is always the night ahead. Ardian will usually be home sooner.

Last afternoon Ardian called him, if he was going home with Dodit. That made him have to prepare dinner before Maghrib time arrived. Not forgetting she called Tina. Dodit's arrival tonight didn't go unnoticed by Ardian's plans a few weeks ago, to introduce Dodit with Tina.

But...

Chayra sat in front of Bi Idah who was peeling off the kitchen herbs. He looked at his phone in annoyance. He repeatedly tried to contact Tina, but her friend did not answer his call.

"What's up, Non?" Bi Idah could not bear to not ask because he saw his mistress who was like an agitated person.

Chayra put down her phone and looked at Bi Idah. "Mas Ardian wants to bring his friend tonight. I was told to call Tina, Bi. But, the tin had no response at all. The guy's busy like he's.."

"Has Non Ayra tried to reach her to the phone number at her house?"

A second Chayra pondered. "Mm. not yet, Bi. But..." Chayra looked back at Bi Idah.

"Try it first, Non."

Chayra regained her phone. Carrying Adzra, he passed from before Bi Idah. His heart was riled because until this hour he had not been able to contact Tina.

He tried to contact Alesha first. Her brother-in-law should be able to attend tonight as well. Since Alesha married Zidane, her friend rarely met because of the many rules she had to obey.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Lesha.."

"Va'alaikumsalam, Ayra. Tumben called me, what's wrong?"

"I want to take you to dinner at home. Tina too, Sha. But, until now the person could not be contacted."

"Tina's doing gardening again, Ayra. I just got home from his house."

"Eh, since when does a true singles like plants. The feeling from the first he was the most anti if the problem is dirty. I mean hold the ground for the filth."

"Not knowing either. I rarely go to Papa's house. But, his backyard is already full of chili trees, tomatoes, radishes, carrots and more. Until itches my hand I want to pluck it earlier."

"So I want to go there if this is the story."

"By the way, what's the event to invite us to dinner?"

"No, just a get-together. Did Zidane come home?"

"No, I don't work him. There is no work in the office, he said. I went to Papa's house with Mas Zidane, but he went straight home because there was an email coming in."

"You want to stay at Papa's?"

"No, I'm waiting for an invitation. Actually Mama wants to go home today too, but I'm not allowed to stay with Mas Zidane." Alesha gave a heavy sigh. Married to Zidane made him have to obey many rules made by her husband. Because her husband grew up in the Pesantren neighborhood made it common to live by the rules.

"Don't you tell me from yesterday if you want to go home?"

"We rarely have contact with each other now. I'm busy and you're busy too."

"Hmm... But you can go to the house tonight?"

"Ask your brother first. Uh, I think if you ask permission, it'll be spit."

Ardian held his wife's hand as Chayra was about to leave. "Where are you going? Don't go anywhere, sit here!" Ardian patted the sofa next to him. "You're preoccupied with talking until you don't realize your husband's coming home. Whose talk is it? Why did you say that the husband was a sensitive person? Don't like to comment on people's households, honey. What if the person is not used to joking around and takes your talk seriously."

"Astagfirullahal'adzim, Mas. I was talking to Alesha. So what I call sensitive is Zidane's brother. You're Zidane's brother, right?"

Ardian smiled as he pulled his wife's head back against his chest. "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were talking to him."

"This is me talking, Mas. You asked before I explained anything. So don't like to be suspicious of people." Chayra pulled away while scowling in annoyance.

"I'm so excited to see how you look like this." Ardian's hand began to pinchew his wife's cheek.

"Mas, please deh. later Adzra thinks you KDRT same me. Look at the look of your child who has been shoving her cry."

Ardian looked at his son who was sitting on the sofa where Chayra was sitting. He smiled as he approached his son who had thrown away his pacifier. The boy immediately smacked Ardian in the face as Ardian approached him. "Astagfirullahal'adzim, son..."

"Hahaha.so don't bother me if you don't want to get angry with Adzra." Chayra sat down to enjoy the view. After a long time seeing her husband trying to calm Adzra down, she remembered something.

"Mas, he said Mr. Dodit would come home with you, so where is the man?"

"He's busy. Plan's off because Dodit's having an event with Madam Secretary sucks."

Chayra knitted her brows cluelessly with her husband's words.

"Why look at me like that, Chay? Why ask Dodit? Why is it that he can't come here? Restless you, thinking of him?"

Chayra immediately glared at his eyes. "Astagfirullah, Ma. I don't like you talking so much. Especially with emotion." Chayra closed her eyes while exhaling her breath violently. It tries to neutralize the levels of emotions that have started to rise. "Astagfirullahal...." Chayra looked back at her husband. "Sorry, Mas. I raised my voice earlier. I'm just surprised to hear your words."

Ardian was silent. It seems like he is also holding back anger. He did not know why his emotions suddenly rose when he heard his wife ask Dodit. It could not be denied that he felt that there was something strange when he heard his wife's question earlier. "I'm sorry." At last only that word was said. Tiredness due to work piling up makes it often emotionless for no reason. Lately he's been coming home with a haggard face. Not once or twice is often angry for no reason. Although the problem of her mammary debt has been run out, it does not make her job lighter. He actually had to work harder to pay back his shares held by Pak Akmal. Yes, although Mr. Akmal does not demand anything from him. But he had to think about it because it was his.

Chayra took a deep breath. "There's more trouble in the office, Mas?"

Ardian was silent again. The question was always asked by his wife if she was often emotionless like this. It sounded so absurd that her husband was angry just because he asked Dodit. He said that Dodit would go home with him and have dinner at home. He also asked his wife to contact Tina, because she wanted to introduce Dodit to Tina.

Chayra was still waiting for her husband's answer, although Ardian seemed reluctant to speak. A few minutes waited, but her husband remained silent. Chayra finally approached her husband. She kissed her husband's right cheek, crossed to his left cheek and ended up on his lips. "I'm sorry if I was presumptuous, Mas. I have warned you repeatedly. Office matters should not be brought home. Look, your child is still very small if you have to often hear explosive emotions. You rarely wudhu' huh, now, why is it so easy to get emotionally ignited?"

"I always pray, Chay. Why su'udzon anyway?!" Ardian held his wife's hand still holding her cheek.

"I'm not saying you rarely pray, Mas. I asked you rarely wudhu, so you cannot control your emotions. You don't know, why are we told to wudhu' if emotions?" Chayra looked at her husband's bead.

Ardian just smiled waiting for the continuation said his wife. His heart began to feel cold.

"Satan was created from fire, Mas. Our hearts feel hot because there is a demon that is inciting us to continue doing bad things. If we keep ablution', God willing Satan cannot instigate us, because water will extinguish the fire." Chayra was still staring gently at her husband.

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Assalamu'alaikum Guys...

Sorry Othor couldn't get up story from yesterday. A neighbor gave thanks. As a good neighbor, Othor went to help even though most of the idle people there..😁😁😁

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