My Imam, my army

during the life of space

...I will take care of you for the rest of my life, not forever. Because I don't know how long I'll live...

...-Angkasa Dirgantara...

Salsa looked at Ara who was lying weakly on the bed. The woman was closing her eyes so that Salsa was satisfied to watch Ara. Salsa's heart was filled with sadness because he saw the condition of his cousin's brother who slashed. Who with his strait has impregnated his cousin's sister, that? Salsa guessed that because Ara canceled her marriage to Dirga because the woman was pregnant out of wedlock. However, Salsa immediately beristighfar because it had bad thoughts towards Ara.

Ara's enlarged stomach made Salsa want to cry to see her. Poor baby who is in the womb Ara who must be a victim. Without a father, the baby would be born. What if his position is in position, Ara? Salsa would definitely not be strong enough to withstand what Ara was overwriting right now. God does give each man a path with the man himself who lives life.

Salsa had already shed her tears if Ara was no longer part of her family. Earlier this morning, Ara intended to tell Ara's whereabouts to Ara's parents, but firmly both of Ara's parents had crossed out Ara's good name. They also did not expect Ara's attitude. Ara said goodbye to demanding his knowledge again in the land of people. But what's the payoff? Ara came home with a fatherless baby. Of course, both of Ara's parents were so disappointed that they kicked Ara out of her house. Again, Salsa would not be strong in Ara's position and had to lift the woman's weight.

Actually, Salsa was also disappointed with Ara because Ara took off her hijab. Ara has always been her role model. But now? Ara took off her hijab.

Dirga went into Ara's room. The man stood beside Salsa who was sitting on the lip of Ara's bed lying down. After Ara was brought home from the hospital, Ara was still limp and needed enough rest.

"Doain is the best" Dirga said suddenly. The man stared at his ex-wife, who was lying pitifully on the bed in a large pregnant position. Although Dirga was disappointed with Ara, she still had to respect Ara as a woman. It is part of his duty to honor women.

Dirga approached and crouched down in front of the crying Salsa. Then Dirga's burly hands wiped away the tears of Salsa that had come down on her cheeks. Gently, Dirga removed it. The woman he loved was crying.

"Everything's gonna be okay. Don't be afraid, honey," said Dirga gently as she pulled Salsa up and hugged the woman with affection. He knew Salsa would be sad, given how close Ara was to Salsa.

Salsa was crying in Dirga's arms. Dirga stroked Salsa's back gently so that his wife was calm. Dirga occasionally kisses the top of Salsa's head fondly to neutralize Salsa's sadness.

"Let's pray Ashar first" he said gently, nodding by Salsa. They both came out of Ara's room. Walk towards their rooms.

Salsa immediately took the water of his wudhunya, and vice versa with Dirga. When Salsa was finished first, he immediately arranged his two words and Dirga would become his priest. The two of them immediately performed Ashar prayers together. Things like this are imagined by many women including Salsa. Salsa was grateful for having a priest like Dirga.

After their final prayer, Salsa kissed the back of Dirga's hand. Dirga kissed Salsa's head. It made Salsa's heart feel comfortable. Trembling all over her body when Dirga kissed her. Dirga fondly stroked the top of Salsa's head as she said, "thank you for being a part of my life" she said gently.

Salsa smiled sweetly while nodding her head.

Salsa showed her little finger in front of Dirga. It made Dirga raise her eyebrows, "what?"

"Promise to return to his priesthood of Salsa prayers again" Salsa said with a frown. It made Dirga anxious with Salsa. Dirga pinched Salsa cheeks slowly making Salsa increasingly sullen.

"I can't promise, Sal. Afraid of reneging on my own promises," said Dirga, who made Salsa more agitated, "but I will try to make it my best to be your imam to pray again like a gini," he continued, which made Salsa's heart calm. But, not his whole heart could calm down. There is still some worry. Remember the duty of the army is to secure an area from war or conflict. The time is not short, it can be from a matter of months to years. The task of this country also makes his focus poured out only for the benefit of the country. Be prepared to be contacted rarely. Heavy indeed, but must be ready and sincere to live it. Although they were married from the beginning, Salsa knew nothing. However, inevitably, Salsa must be willing to have a long-distance relationship with Dirga. Even though his fear is getting bigger. She must be sincerely born into an inner wife of the state servant. Salsa had to be a great supporter for her own husband.

Still wearing her prayer clothes, Dirga hugged Salsa tightly by occasionally kissing the top of Salsa's head fondly.

"I will try my best" Dirga said softly.

Dirga's embrace will be the most comfortable thing Salsa has ever felt with the man.

"You want Salsa masakin, right?" bargain Salsa in Dirga's arms. Dirga lowered his head and asked, "want to cook, what?"

"What do you like" said Salsa happily.

"What do you think you can, cook? Cook the rice aja gosong," Dirga suddenly spoils the romantic atmosphere that Salsa made painstakingly throw away his own prestige. It made Salsa sulk and stare at Dirga sharply.

"That's a lash," Dirga hugged Salsa even tighter. The man grew increasingly anxious with Salsa's attitude which more and more fascinated him. Haha! Basic Aerospace!

Dirga invited Salsa to clear his alphabet. The man immediately invited Salsa to the kitchen. As per Salsa's request who will cook for her. If not, the woman will sulk again with Dirga.

Dirga's goal was to be the best priest for Salsa. Who can lead Salsa in the way of Allah. And be the head of a strong family. And Salsa was the complement to his life. Call it the Dirga support system in living this life. The thing that Dirga liked the most, Salsa apparently liked it long enough. As long as he was in high school a few years ago. The woman's love had sincerely loved Dirga for that long. And Dirga? He could only hurt the woman. Dirga could not imagine how to be in the position of Salsa at that time. And Dirga has also promised to take care of Salsa for the rest of his life. Yes, just enough for the rest of his life. Not for ever. Because Dirga does not know how long Dirga will live in the world. He only prayed the best.

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