My Favorite You's

Gluing the Near

Mr. Arif seems to have forgotten that he just married a girl he just graduated from school. The image that had all night voiced her fear of a first night procession, this morning instead slept peacefully in her arms. Even the sound of HP alarms to wake them up at dawn did not bother him at all.

"Jena, wake up." Mr. Arif took off Citra's hand that was on his stomach. The girl fortunately was not a difficult person to wake up just once call Citra immediately opened her eyes.

"Is it morning, huh?" He got up, sat down and rubbed his eyes.

"Body." Said Mr. Arif get off the king size bed and then turn off the alarm.

The image follows getting out of bed and directly walking to the bathroom for ablution.

"Mas, Jena last night was a nightmare. Chased by ghosts." The image came out of the bathroom, telling her the dream she remembered.

"You didn't read a prayer maybe." Said Mr. Arif changing into the bathroom.

"Yes anyway. Jena forgot last night. But in Jena's dream, it's Mas." He was leaning on the bathroom frame waiting for the husband to ablaze. "Great yes, mas. In a dream it could be Jena's helper." Said happy.

Mr. Arif chuckled, splashing water on Citra's face after he finished reciting the prayer, "Dreams are just sleeping flowers. But Insya Allah Mas will always take care of Mbak Jen" he said holding a prayer mat to prepare for prayer after wearing the pecans.

"Why did you marry Jena? Until now Jena did not finish thinking. You see, said Mama many study mothers who want to be Mas mantu. Moreover, their girls are beautiful and pious all."

"That is God of value. If Mas is just an ordinary man, he just likes and wants to marry Jena who is very passionate about this Mama and Papinya." Replied Mr. Arif, patiently waiting for Citra to wear his face.

The image is scowling, "That's it Mas? When did Mas Arif start liking Jena? Even though at school like Jena there is no spread of charm to anyone. I like Mr. Alvian too."

Mr. Arif sighed. It will be a long story if you have to tell all that while the dawn prayer time has arrived.

"We pray sunah two rakaat first. Just a moment, The story."

"Promise?"

"God willing." Said Mr. Arif then began to do the initial movement of prayer followed by Citra.

"So, since when do you like it?"

They had even finished saying Aamin after praying but Citra had already started her question impatiently. Mr. Arif who understood the curiosity that the student had turned his head, sat facing the image that was done the same by the girl.

"Mas can't remember for sure. Maybe since you often go up ahead because of not doing the task or maybe before that."

"Ih, because of the law in the future anyway Mas. Not a bad elite." Citra protest felt very uneasy at being liked when he was sentenced.

"Kan Mas said, I don't remember very well. Besides, is it really important when did Mas start liking Jen? What matters now is that Jen's sister belongs to Mas." Said Mr. Arif rubbing the head of Citra who still put on a pouting face.

"Jena curious about it." Rengek Citra brushed Mr. Arif's hand off the top of his head and clasped the warm hand.

"Mas was also curious how that feeling could come just like that. Only when asked the reason, maybe Mas feeling more confident when seeing Mbak Jen so cute with parents. Today many children do not consider the importance of parental permission. Jen's mother is also actually an easy person to advise."

"Then anyway? Jena seems to be the most stubborn, Mas. The evidence is often very strong in the same law in school."

"That's because Mas likes to see the annoyed face of Jen's mom. Funny." Funny."

Citra. Gosh, the inhuman punishment all this time that he received just because Mr Arif likes his upset face? Whoa, bad. "Wicked very bad, Mas. Jena was punished just for the pleasure. Not really." he said crashing.

Mr. Arif laughed, "Yes other than because you like to forget the task of course" he said straightening. Part makes you upset Citra is just a bonus, the rest is because the girl needs to be disciplined so as not to be a student for many reasons when she forgets to do her duty.

"So, evil."

"But really Mas, Jena was hard to manage. Being stubborn is the point." The image keeps the coconut away from Mr. Arif's chest, staring at the shady face from below.

"No. The proof when Mr. Alvian said to wear the hijab continues, Jen did it." Said Mr. Arif, carrying a kiss on the face of Citra who looked at him innocently.

"Mas denger?"

Mr. Arif nodded, "Yes. Although Mas is a bit jealous also why Mas talked about you previously not horrified, Mr. Alvian's arrival once said directly."

"Mas never told me." Citra said remembering when her teacher had asked her to wear a hijab.

"Mas often negur your clothes." Mr. Arif reminded.

"That's a negur not asking."

"Yakan Mas ask not directly."

The image raised a shoulder, "It wasn't Jena's fault. Jena knows the codes. Jena Mah Mas is angry." Bright Citra while tugging at the end of the Pak Arif shirt inserted in the sheath.

"Yes. It's okay too. That silence can pass anyone. It is not important through Mas or Mr. Alvian or anyone, which is certainly happy Mbak Jen would wear a veil. May Istiqomah yes." said Mr. Arif sincerely.

The image nodded, "Aamiin.Doain continued yes Mas. Worship experts must be more prayers heard."

"We pray together. God hears all the prayers of His servants." Mr. Arif tightened his embrace on Citra. That morning the two spent time enjoying the dawn with just a hug.

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Citra is lying on the thigh of Mr. Arif who is teaching while playing his favorite candy crush game. This afternoon after lunch prepared by the hotel, Citra did not want to go anywhere just to relax at the hotel with Mr. Arif doing activities together. The man who is already her husband always fills his free time by reading the Quran or books. The image that only read the caption on Instagram because poisoned by his friends can only be envy and hope that the faith of Mr. Arif transmitted to him.

"Good mas is very good. " Praise Citra after Mr. Arif closed his small Qur'an which he always carries around.

"Mbak Jen will learn as well. So that the reading is smooth and correct." Said Mr. Arif gently rubbing black hair that was scattered on his lap.

"Mas taught you, right?"

"Of course." Mr. Arif took HP Citra and put it next to him "If it's the same Mas, don't play HP huh." he asked.

The image nodded, "Why?"

"Mas jealous. She wants to pay attention to Jen's mom for Mas alone." I chewed the Crab Cheeks Citra.

"Possessive is hale."

"Bak Jen belongs to Mas, it's natural."

"He's the one with Jen's mother." Cibir Citra, teasing her husband.

Mr. Arif chuckled, He lowered his head until he could smell Citra's forehead, "Honey Ma'am Jena."

"Dear Mas Arif too." Reply Citra returned the kiss with a tight hug on the fragrant body.

Citra knows she never felt a lack of affection from her parents but somehow with Mr. Arif her feelings are so complete. Does this feel like having? Or indeed because this is a halal relationship so it feels more beautiful. Mr. Arif is like completing everything. Hopefully, this is not the momentary feeling of a teenager who is curious about the relationship of men and women.

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