My Cold Little Wife

IKYD EPISODE 300

Today's weather is very friendly, not cloudy nor hot. The wind blew, whispering in the leaves. Small waves due to ships docked to the river bank create a distinctive rhythm.

The large river in the middle of the city, fenced in multi-storey buildings, with yant boat ranks become a separate sight for visitors. 

Green areas located not far from the river, a choice of places for family picnics or dating.

The lush trees with chairs and other supporting facilities, become the largest green area besides the park in the city. 

The glare of sunlight that bounces on the window glass, slightly making the eyes narrow. 

Arion, dressed in blue clothes, paddled his bike cheerfully towards Karina who was sitting quietly under a shady tree.

Karina sat on a plastic mat, beside her were several books and in front of her were several types of food and drinks. 

"Darling," Arion called Karina.

Karina lifted her gaze from the magazine she read, smiled and returned Arion's hand.

"Be careful Ar, watch out for falls!"karina said when she saw Arion acting out of hand from the handlebars of the bike. 

"will not. I've been trained" replied Arion, stopping not far from Karina.

After parking her bike, Arion approached Karina, sitting next to Karina whose face looked a little upset with Arion.

"Hey why is your face like a grapefruit? I'm fine, honey. All right, I promise this is the last one. You're mad at me for too long or what? Darling?"

Karina shook her head for Arion's second guess. Karina slightly drew a smile as Arion gave her a heart-shaped red box. The box Karina kept, Arion who was already smiling was satisfied a little astonished. 

I forget. Karina has a lot of fashion. 

"My pissed face is better than a grapefruit. You're the one like a lime!"grumbling Karina slowly.

Seduce me with jewelry? Not creative, but it seems expensive. Ah, an additional collection.

Karina laughed happily in her heart.

"Yes-yes. My face is like this, so what's upsetting you?"

Arion doesn't want to argue. Already given the gift still remains upset.

Karina showed the pages of the magazine to Arion. Arion saw it, curious. What is there that makes his wife upset.

Arion was anxious about the fate of the magazine's publishing office.

"Eh thiskan?"

Arion pointed at the page sheet.

"How dare they! My name is not in the ranks of the richest and influential people in this country?! But look at your name first, when I'm richer than you. Okay, that's me no problem. I've been ranked first a lot, but this photo? It's too tempting. Do you want to add followers? Sitting like this, you can make a lot of people fall in love!"nagging Karina, his hand prepared to tear the page but soon Arion stopped.

Arion hid the magazine behind his body.

"You again, when did you take that picture? Why pose like that? You're married and soon to be a father. Take care of your charm, you're my husband, you're mine. I don't want to share with whom" Karina said, upset.

Karina's cheeks bulged, she turned her face away.

You are mine .. and belong to my Creator, inner Karina.

He has read many things, and we will return to Him. 

"Darling, are you jealous?"

Arion was smiling happily. 

"Yes," answered Karina, a little sniffy. 

Arion nodded small.

"It's free that you tear this page apart, but if it can make you soothe your resentment and jealousy, then rip it off. I will also contact the publishing office to retract this magazine from the public" said Arion gently, putting the magazine in front of Karina, Arion's hand embracing Karina.

Karina looked at the magazine, she breathed a slow breath. 

"That's it. I'm not going to tear it up, I'm going to keep it" Karina said, reopening the magazine and continuing to read.

"But continue with your second word. Give them compensation for it" Karina added.

"Ready. Execute my Queen."

Arion stood up, he walked a little away from Karina, called someone to take care of her speech. While Karina herself, smiled cheerfully when she found her name on the part of the richest and influential people in Asia.

Among the other ranks, only Karina herself had no photo of her. 

Women's moods are sometimes unpredictable, inner Arion.

He sat down next to Karina.

"Hey-hey, are you smiling? That's fast. I want to see what makes me smile. Let's show it to me."

Arion throws jokes. Arion knew the magazine. 

"See. I ranked first again. Why is my picture not there? Am I too ugly to add to this magazine?"

Arion chuckled in Karina's innocent tone.

"Come on Honey. You delete photos, videos or recordings related to you. You yourself, whichever one you want in the photo, have their photo displayed with a funeral flag. You can't act plain either" said Arion, pinching Karina's nose.

"Ah yes. I forgot, but I'm not that cruel Ar. I'm not Zaalima!"karina.

"Then?"

Karina even raised her shoulders. 

"Yes, yes, my wife is not Zaalima. You're just mean to who's bugging you, okay .. Your mood seems to be back, do you need anything to refresh your senses? This food, it doesn't seem to fit."

Karina threw a glance at the basket that was loading their food and drinks. Average snack factory.

"Hm ... What about rujak?"advice Arion.

Karina nodded in agreement.

"Wait a minute, I'll be back quickly" said Arion, kissing Karina's forehead then standing up and picking up the bike.

"Hurry back, don't deviate from the goal, don't be a peacock!"yelling Karina, giving a message.

Arion answered by giving a respectful position and then pedaling his bike to become a street vendor. If you wait, it feels impatient and long. 

Aiya why am I so sensitive? But naturally, Ali alone did not want to share Fatimah with anyone even though only a shadow while sleeping. I also need to be strong. But why does it feel like the present times are reversed? When men close the aurat, women even seem to race showing off the curves of the body. Do they lack money to buy clothes lacking materials? 

Do they think all men will be attracted to them by showing off curves? 

But ... what difference does I have with them, I still open my aura. 

*Seeing the comments of netizens, the hijab is not necessarily good, yes it's not all. With the hijab, he closed one door of sin, also saving his parents from the angel's torment.

Aihh sometimes a person is very excited and all-knowing about the ugliness of a person, but can not find the ugliness itself. Ants across the ocean can be seen clearly but elephants in the eye sinks are not visible. 

Teacher ... have you forgotten this student of yours? Where is Teacher now, why hasn't he returned yet? 

Karina closed the magazine. He sighed, there was a longing for someone he called Master. 

"Hm?"

Karina picked up the phone when she heard it ring. A message came in.

"Satya?"

Karina opens and reads a message from Satya.

"Hm .. I understand, I won't force them. They are even older than me" Karina murmured, typing quickly, replying to Satya's message. 

Karina put the phone down, she wanted to refresh the eyes.

Karina sharpened her eyesight, looking at the flags mounted on each of the luxury ships. He smiled to find Arion's ship there.

At the sight of the crowd, Karina caught something familiar, unknowingly Karina stood up and looked for the familiar. 

"That's …."

Karina slightly accelerated her pace. He saw the familiar back. Feeling unable to catch up, Karina shouted.

"Teacher!"yell Karina.

Karina's back steps were believed to have stopped, she turned around with a puzzled look. Karina smiled widely, she really did not expect. Karina stepped back.

"You know me?"ask the owner of the back.

A man with a pretty face and a thin beard despite his age. His hand was holding a prayer beads, his eyes were calm. His tone was gentle and friendly.

"Guru Assalamualaikum."

Karina took his hand. The man reflexively pulled his hand, both hands hiding behind.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Son we are not mahram, nor know each other, why do you call me Teacher? Have you ever been my student?"tanyakanya.

"Teacher, you really don't recognize me? I became your student a few years ago," asked Karina, a little disappointed.

"Can you tell me a little about you, son? I'm old enough to remember who my students are" he asked.

"Okay, with pleasure. Can you sit down?"ask Karina.

The old man looked at Karina's stomach. He immediately nodded. Sit on one of the empty benches. 

"Teacher do you remember what happened a few years ago? If not wrong, it is the month of Ramadan. One night, it rained loudly, but the sound of the rain seemed to disappear replaced with a tadarus sound. You are in one of the modest mosques. As it rained a little, the door of the mosque was opened violently, a woman with blood-soaked hands and clothes entered with a face that was also full of blood. The woman walked in, made the floor dirty, everyone inside was shocked and scared. Only you and your wife come to the woman. You ask what happened to the woman, have not had time to answer, the woman was unconscious before answering. When the woman opened her eyes, she found you and your wife praying, but it was 02:00 a.m. The woman watched closely, as you and your wife finished, the woman closed her eyes again. The woman then heard a very melodious voice, the words spoken made the woman's heart shake. In the morning, you are confused to find the woman as if she had cried. Teacher do you remember that woman?"karina said, hoping the Old Man can recognize himself.

"Hmm wait a minute" he asked.

"Hm it's true, I've experienced that. The woman claimed to be atheist, rude, cold, also haughty. He loudly said he did not believe in the Creator. But in the end he cried bitterly after pronouncing two sentences of shahada and increasingly sobbing to read the translation of the Qur'an. Is that you, son?"

Karina nodded. 

"God's Masya. You've been a lot different," amazed the Old Man.

"Teacher, where's Mom? Why your own?"ask Karina.

The man Karina called Master was named Mahmud, he smiled faintly.

"He has returned to the Owner. Two years ago, he died" replied teacher Mahmud.

"Innalillahi wa Innalillahi rojiun" said Karina.

Though great hope Karina can meet a husband and wife who has contributed greatly to her. 

Master Mahmud smiled.

"Karina .. That's your name?"ask teacher Mahmud.

Karina nodded.

"I remember. How are you doing, son? And in your husband's time?"

"Alhamdulillah. My good Teacher. And my husband .. he went for a while to buy something," replied Karina.

Master Mahmud nodded. Not long after Karina turned her head when she heard the voice of someone calling her.

It turns out that Arion, the man stopped the bike next to Karina. Karina stands.

"Honey you told me to come back quickly, don't deviate, you yourself are even long legs," said Arion, holding Karina's shoulder.

"I'm afraid anything will happen to you" added Arion.

"I'm fine. I was just chasing after Master," Karina replied, turning her head towards teacher Mahmud.

"Teacher?"

Arion immediately shone into the hands of teacher Mahmud. 

"This is your husband, son?"

Karina nodded.

Arion introduced himself, with courtesy and courtesy.

"Remember this Son, we not only have a good relationship with God, but with all around us, with His fellow creatures and with nature. Don't ignore them. Do you remember the story of a worshiper whose name is not recorded in the record of a servant of God?"

Karina and Arion nodded.

"You who are, never forget that in your wealth there are rights of others" said teacher Mahmud.

"We know Master. It is clearly written in the Qur'an, isn't it?"arion.

"And remember this too, all because of one thing, lillahi ta'ala, not because of anything else" said teacher Mahmud.

"Teacher," call Karina a little scared.

Teacher Mahmud looked over.

"Teachers are not students who do not have good ethics, but students must resign now" said Karina.

Arion. They had an appointment with Amri and Maria.

"Hahaha it's okay Karina. Meeting you guys is a happy thing."

"Teacher do you still keep nomads?"ask Karina.

"Yes, that's how I am. I'm going to step where my feet take me and my heart leads me."

"Then, does Master not want to pay a visit to the disciple's house? I hope Master can visit the residence of the students," Karina pinta. 

"Hahahaha insha allah. I'll visit if there's time."

Arion immediately took out a pen and paper, writing down their home address. Afterwards, Karina and Arion bid farewell to teacher Mahmud. They separate.

Karina and Arion head to their picnic spot to clean up the luggage while teacher Mahmud, back to where the foot took him.