My husband loves my husband to fly

Ramadan is different, though,,

There is a different feeling in Ramadan this time, usually on the first day of sahur and iftar I was busy preparing everything with pleasure for my husband and Key, but not this year, he said, first Sahur and break the fast with me with Mamah, Papah and my sister in Depok. There was a feeling of sadness in my heart, this is my first Ramadan without my husband after our 14th together to build a household. I don't know if my husband feels the same way or if he's happy he's gone from us, only he knows,,,

The next fast I returned to my own house, there was only me and key, crying while sahur and iftar had become commonplace for me, and it was not a strange sight for Key.

It's hard for me to cover up my grief like I haven't been able to.

Not infrequently, when we break the fast, I always make hot sweet tea more than one glass. At first Key was confused by my behavior, at that time I said "this is for dad, maybe dad arrived to break the fast with us at home "

Yes sad as sad as sad, no one will know how I feel at that time, only can cry without being able to do anything. I tried not to cry, but it was still hard for me. And then the key has been used to see me who makes more tea every break the fast, cry when sahur and open, it is not strange anymore for key.

One day my husband tlp will break the fast at home with us, at that time I was very happy to hear it, I was immediately busy cooking, in the afternoon I told him to buy his father's favorite takjil at Regency.

" Buy what mah,,???" ask her to me

"Buy the one you like, brother, candil, black glutinous marrow porridge, lopis, anyway you like you know, right, "my answer

" Siaapp mah !!! " answer Key

There's a sense of pleasure I can't describe with the word,,,

Finally, we can also break the fast together completely like this,,,

Almost maghrib but my husband has not been to our house, hot sweet tea, takjil and side dishes have been prepared.

" Missed mah "key answer

Sampe maghrib arrived, my husband has not arrived, finally me and key break the fast first. Not long after the Adhan stopped reverberating, my husband arrived

" Dad ka,,,!!!!! " cry me

All I screamed was just a normal look while continuing to eat

I quickly walked out to my husband with a hot cup of tea,,

" Buru, well, maghrib is over "I gave him a glass of hot sweet tea

My husband hurriedly picked up the glass and gulped it down,,,

" Dad was fast, I was able to break the fast at home, but the streets were so jammed "his tutelage after spending half of the glass I gave him,,,,, and,,,

" Well, what "I answered with a smile

That night I felt like a few years ago, I had broken my fast together, ate takjil, prayed maghrib worship and ate together while telling stories and joking, yes my husband is still like the old days, still funny,, !!!!