My Imam, my army

mother house

"mother can read your mind, if you have a problem. Just a story,"

For some reason, near the town, Salsa was a little scared. Because the mother could read the look on her face. Maybe because of the mother and child bond. While Salsa is typical of people who can not make a story if with his mother. From a long time ago, his mother became a grievous. The one who understands himself the most is Allah and his mother.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Exactly right!

The mother aimed at the object precisely!

"If the space of your soul mate is given by Allah swt. Others can, what?" Steady! On target. If Allah had intended to match Salsa with Dirga, what could they have done. The soul and death of God who knows.

"Salsa," called the bundle gently.

Make Salsa close herself and embrace the mother gently. Her tears dripped because she could not stand being haunted by guilt. He was confused, wrong to be in a position like this. He loves Dirga, but this is not the way.

Chest Salsa tight.

"God can't have mishandled you with Dirga. Salsa yesterday prayed isikharah for instructions right? Well, this is God's answer for you" said the mother softly. Salsa was hugging her mother even more. Her chest is so tight. She is afraid to open her heart to Dirga even though her current position is the wife of Aerospace. Plus, he liked the guy a long time ago.

Salsa did not know what to do except to face Allah.

I don't know why his chest is getting tight.

Her mother just looked up at her daughter who was getting close to her embrace. He took candy to give to Salsa. I don't know why the girl always needs candy when she's crying. It was as if the candy was just Salsa's crying medicine. Salsa would be relieved if she found candy.

The girl's cry subsided a little because of the candy.

Suddenly a dashing man appears in his shapeless pride uniform with Salsa's father.

"Yet Lebaran has been playing a hug," his father's voice echoed in the family room.

"The hug is not waiting for Lebaran also times, Dad," greeted his wife.

Salsa was not aware of Dirga's whereabouts because of her position on her back to her husband. The Mother of Salsa has also played codes with Dirga. The mother told Dirga to be quiet.

The sobbing sound of Salsa was heard but still heard.

"Mother," call him.

"What dear?"

"I'm sorry Salsa if Salsa has a lot of mistakes with Mother and Father" Salsa said as she sobbed.

Dirga who saw it was actually very curious, because what could make his wife cry in his mother's arms.

"Yes, Mother and Father are always sorry Salsa,"

"Mother" called him again.

"Yes, Honey?"

"Mafin Salsa already ngerepotin Mommy and Dad," said Salsa increasingly crowded.

"Mother" called him again.

"Mother, Salsa does not believe that Salsa is now married" Salsa said, sobbing deeply. The mother stroked Salsa's back gently while giving the code to Dirga.

What code is this between in-laws and daughter-in-laws?

"Salsa, would you like to pray isya' together, me?" Suddenly Dirga's voice echoed in the room and made Salsa aghast in shock. Spontaneously she wiped away her tears quickly. Mother and Father just smiled. Then, say goodbye to leaving them both.

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"This is your room, Sal?" ask Dirga while looking at the contents of the room. He immediately guessed Salsa's room because the room was very female.

Salsa nodded slowly. Then, Salsa rushed to fetch some ablution water in her bathroom. Before long he took his water and soon returned to wear his face. While waiting for Dirga to take the water, Salsa arranged two prayer mats. In front of his priest.

The guilt comes back.

The priest?

Is Salsa allowed to call Dirga a priest in his family?

"Salsa," call Dirga slowly. However, Salsa did not respond to it as it was still shackled in her guilt that had just come. The woman is still daydreaming.

Dirga is actually confused, what is with Salsa?

Or is it just the habit of women to dream or what?

"The salsa wudhunya is off, huh?" Dirga said suddenly a little loudly to make Salsa aware of her daydream.

Salsa who heard it immediately gasped.

"H-ha b-cancel?" tanyanya nervous.

Dirga nodded his head steadily.

"You were daydreaming, so I tried to hold your shoulders ta-" Dirga's words were cut off because Salsa first rose with shame. While Dirga even smiled mischievously behind Salsa.

Salsa stopped just as she wanted to enter her bathroom and turned her head towards Dirga who was caught smiling ignorantly.

"Sir Dirga jahilin me, huh?" salsa asked while putting on a frowning face.

Dirga let go of his laughter.

"Some of you daydream. Daydreaming is not possible, what if the kasambet, satan?" dirga said after letting go of her laughter.

Salsa put on a sullen face as she walked towards the prayer mat behind her. That woman is really upset.

Dirga turned his head back while smiling ignorantly.

"His father pouted, willing to face Allah, who was frowning," said Dirga who made Salsa beristighfar.

Dirga began to pray with Salsa who became his mother.

This is not the first time Dirga has become a priest for Salsa after several days of marriage. Actually, something like this made Salsa want to cry. The man who was in his tribe for seven years now stands right in front of him while leading prayers. Salsa never imagined something like this could happen.

However, the more the pleasure caused by Dirga's treatment of her, the more guilt grew in Salsa's heart. Salsa wants to enjoy being a real wife, but along with that guilt again and AGAIN continues to shackle her.

Salsa kissed Dirga's hand when the prayer was over. After that, they both prayed to the Almighty.

In every corner that makes the heart of a human being calm.

"Alhamdulillah," said Dirga quietly as he stood and rolled up his alphabet.

"You teach, together?" Suddenly Dirga exclaimed which made Salsa's heart feel at ease.

This is what every woman looks forward to in her partner. Which woman does not want to be in a comfortable position when with her partner.

One thing was on Salsa's mind. Thoughts that during his marriage to Dirga.

Has Dirga not loved, himself?

To be continued...

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Dirga and Salsa

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