My Dark Fans Are Not Human

my dark fans aren't human

My loyal fans are not human

That afternoon before the magrib I closed the window of the house and turned on the outside lights. Then I went to the back to turn on the lights at the back of the house.

As I was about to close the kitchen window curtains, I saw someone standing looking at me.

I was surprised because my kitchen was located at the back of the house, and the back of my house was just a banana garden and wild weeds.

I tried to rub my eyes and sharpen my gaze, it turned out that the person was not there, I let out a long sigh while thinking that it was just a shadow or something in my mind.

After I turned on the lights of all the houses, before long the sound of Adzan magrib was heard, I and my husband immediately ablaze and headed to the place of prayer.

My name is Aisha Zahra Khoirunnisa, I am usually called Isya, my husband is Yusuf Ramadhan.

I have a Harmonious household, my job is now a housewife because I decided to stop working after marriage.

After the magrib prayer, I prepared for dinner.

"Mas Yusuf let's have dinner ready" I called my husband who was sitting in front of the TV.

"Yes, deck" replied Joseph

After I finished eating, I cleaned the dining table.

"Mas I clean up the dining table first" I told my husband.

"Good deck" my husband replied.

Then I cleaned the dinner table and brought dirty dishes and glasses to the kitchen, I washed them immediately.

When I washed the dishes, the curtain in front of me opened as if it was blowing in the wind when there were no open windows or no wind blowing, and as it unfolded, I stared at the man under the banana tree. Samar was seen because he was hit by a rear light.

He stood up while staring at me.

I took a few steps back while holding my chest because I was shocked.

"Astagfirullohal Adzim"my perspective.

I turned off the water and did not continue my work.

I went forward, joining the mas yusuf.

I was silent while thinking unconsciously I was daydreaming.

"Dek Isya what's wrong, I'm wondering?" my husband said while holding my shoulder.

"ah there's nothing what mas"Jawabku.

"sorry, I didn't hear you" I replied.

"yes already, you immediately berwudhu trus we pray isya, I wait at the place of prayer" said mas yusuf.

"Yes" I replied.

I also went straight to the bathroom and berwudhu, then headed to the place of prayer.

After praying I came out of the prayer hall and I saw Joseph in the middle room watching TV, I went to him. And accompany look TV, but soon I look daydreaming, because mas yusuf was suddenly poking my nose, because in the call that did not reply.

"What are you thinking deck? " tanya mas yusuf.

"No mas" I had to lie.

" oh yeah, I'm going to ask permission tomorrow for Dad's house, I miss them,"

" wouldn't I just drop off, 'cause I have a meeting tomorrow at the office? " answer to yusuf.

"it's okay mas, I'm fine myself" I replied

"yes, tomorrow is the heart" said mas yusuf.

I also snuggled.

because I wanted to ask my father and grandfather something.

"let's take a break now" asked mas yusuf.

after checking all the doors, we went to rest.

soon my husband's soft snoring voice was heard.

I prayed and closed my eyes to sleep.

I woke up soon, too,

"Astagfirullohal Adzim" I said slowly.

he was present in my dream.

she greeted me..

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sorry if there are many shortcomings, because this is still learning to try to write a 🙏 story