My Bow to the Destiny of Love

Free service ba'da dawn

Ardian rushed to put his things in the trunk of the car. Today he is going to China. But, because he demanded an inner living after dawn on his wife, he fell asleep and was almost too late. Fortunately, Chayra was quick. As soon as Ardian said he was going to China Wednesday, Chayra immediately prepared the items that her husband would bring.

"Eat him do not get used to the inner breakfast, Mas. How many days have we tried to keep on bad luck." Chayra smiled as she fixed the buttons of her husband's wrong clothes into the hole. "Shirt until ruffled because of fear of missing the plane."

"Don't comment on dong, dear." Ardian looked at his wife with a pitiful look. "Doain let me do his business."

Chayra smiled, her hands raised rubbing her husband's face. "God willing, I will never forget to pray for you."

"I'm leaving, honey. Take good care of yourself while I'm gone. If you want to leave the house, do not forget to ask permission. If I can't be reached, you can send a message. I just want you to always remember, you have a husband who loves you."

"Yes, Mum ..."

"Acasino'aikum ..."

"Ma'alaikumsalam ..."

Chayra stared at her husband's car until it disappeared from view. Her lips covered the smile remembering how her husband had been whining at dawn. Various seductions were issued by the man so that his wife would surrender herself, giving an inner living as provisions to China. Actually Ardian always ask for rations out of dawn prayers. Because at night, he usually immediately sprawled after praying Isya because of fatigue. Especially last night he came home late from ten in the night.

Flashback...

That night, Chayra asked Bi Idah to wait for her husband to come home from work. There is a job sent by Miss Santi. That made her stay in her husband's office. Adzra, who was with him, fell asleep on the couch waiting for his mother to work.

Chayra stretched her muscles as everything went round. His eyes glanced at the wall clock that was already showing at half-eleven. As she was going up to her room on the second floor, she glanced at the living room where Bi Idah was sitting waiting for her husband to come home. The middle-aged woman was talking to someone over the phone. But, Chayra did not understand the conversation because Bi Idah uses regional language.

Just a few minutes into the room, the door opened. Ardian walked in with a lethargic face.

"I thought you were asleep, honey."

"Just finished work, Mas. Mom asked me to evaluate the store's earnings one month ago. He said something was wrong with Mirna. That's what confused Mbak Mirna from yesterday. Less money, but more. When I counted again, something was wrong. I feel sorry for Mirna, from yesterday she was confused. She's a very honest employee of Mom, Mas. How many years he's been there."

Ardian only took a deep breath in response to his wife's story. He put his body on the bed without taking off his shoes. Letting his feet hang.

"What a shame, Mom?"

"Yes .. tired, dear. But .. we need money. I work overtime like this to increase income. If I didn't owe Grandpa, I couldn't be this crazy on the job. But, I'm sure everything will pay off in time."

Chayra smiled as she spread her body as Ardian did.

"Don't fall, dear." Ardian immediately restrained his wife's head with his hands.

"Well, why is it, Mas?" Chayra tried to move her husband's hand.

"I'm afraid I'm tempted if you're like this." Ardian pulls his wife's nightgown. Chayra has changed clothes using clothes to drink materials. He did it intentionally. Ardian often protested that he was wearing long pajamas.

"Astagfirullah, that's very much you, ma'am. Must not have prayed, so fear tempted." Chayra finally sat back down.

"Hmm .. not yet." Ardian grimacedly looking at his wife. I pray first then. I'm afraid I'm tempted by my paradise." Ardian immediately got up. Seeing her husband rise up, Chayra immediately went down. "Let me open the shoes, Mom."

"Eh, no, I can do it myself, honey."

"It's okay, I want to find an extra reward in the middle of the night." Chayra's hand immediately took off Ardian's shoes.

Ardian smiled as he raised his wife's chin. "Thank you for everything, dear."

"Hmm .." a split second they looked at. Chayra immediately got up to dodge. Fear that gaze will deepen and make her husband out of control. "You take ablution' first, Mas. I'll get you a prayer mat and a change of clothes."

"Okay, Princess." Ardian did a gesture of respect. It made Chayra shake her head slowly while throwing a rough breath. "Say tired, there is still energy to make a joke like that dime."

"Sauces immediately disappear when he gets home to see his wife's children are fine."

Chayra again let out a rough breath. "As far as you are, my dear." Chayra timpal did not look at her husband because he was in front of the closet.

Ardian was just a crybaby rising up. Take off his suit and take him to the dressing room where his wife is. "I'm wudhu' first, dear."

"I'm not joking. I'm telling you what the truth is. You're too special to be just a spectacle."

"Have ... wudhu' sana .. later re-combat if the obligation to God has been lived." Chayra pushed her husband's body out of the dressing room.

Ardian laughed with satisfaction. He finally went into the bathroom.

After preparing her husband's change of clothes, Chayra fell on the bed. But, her drowsiness grew stronger and could not bear to wait for her husband to finish praying.

After the prayer, Ardian did the same. He didn't even have time to change Koko's shirt and sheath. He was curled up next to his wife. His hands were coiled around Chayra's waist. For a second he stared at the woman, until they finally fell asleep with a light feeling.

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Chayra awakens her husband for dawn prayers as the dawn prayer reverberates. "Mas, it's dawn wake up ayok .." swayed slowly the body of her husband. "Eh, sleep instead wear a gini kayak shirt. Must have slept last night until no time to change."

"Hm ..." Ardian wriggled softly, his eyes twitching. "Kok is already dawn. The feeling I just slept." Ardian gathered back his consciousness that was still scattered everywhere. "Why not wake me up for tahajud, Chay?"

Chayra knitted her brows. "Well, didn't you pray, then go back to sleep?"

"No. No, dear. I slept in a scabbard last night so it's easy to expose him when you're serviced."

Chayra. "Yes, Mas. At most you sleep like that just because of overslept. Wear ngeles everything. Come on, you get up first. Take a shower to keep her body fresh. Take a cold shower, Mas. I'm not preparing you warm water."

"I will accept, whatever your majesty commands."

Chayra ignored her husband's words. Intentionally busying yourself with other work. "Would you pray at home or in a mosque, Mas?"

"At home, honey. I'm so tired. My body feels a bit pegel-pegel too. I want this done, I'll be serviced to be balanced."

Balanced what?"

"Within the taste."

"Huh," Chayra chimed in.

Sure enough, after establishing prayers, Chayra was immediately carried up in bed.

"Mas, what the hell?!"

"I'm seriously asking to be serviced, honey. I'm leaving for three days. If you don't love me now, I'm afraid I'll starve in people's land."

"That's your reason, my dear."

"It's okay. I have to be smart to seduce you to keep you given free service at dawn."

"Without flirting, if you want, you will make me mean even if I don't want to."

"It's not me, honey. You are the only one who is afraid of sin if you refuse."

"Clear ..." Chayra was finally able to let her husband do whatever he wanted to do.

Flashback...

Chayra tidied up her messy room because of her husband earlier. Her lips still covered a smile remembering everything.

While it was ...

Along the way Ardian repeatedly bit his lower lip. There was a sense of unwillingness to leave his wife. He had to fast with funny events with his wife. Dodit continued to ask for his position because he had not yet shown the nose.

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