MY PRIESTLY CANDIDATE
NEW WIFE HUSBAND CHAT
Hany doesn't care either. She is already SAH to be the wife of an ustad. Not that Hany had to turn into a pious and sok sholehah for the sake of an image.
Both of Hany's eyes stared towards the beautiful night sky due to the sprinkling of stars. Hany never thought her young self had been married to a man who was far her age. Obviously, Hany never once imagined this. Is it young, being a housewife, just a high school graduate with no clear career in the future.
"Do you regret being married?" asked Hanafi who was already standing behind Hany as if he knew what was on Hany's mind at the moment.
Hany looked back at Hanafi who walked up to him and stood right beside Hany.
Hanafi held the guardrail from the second floor and looked at Hany who was also staring at him.
"Why see me like that? Is there something wrong with my question?" ask Hanafi slowly.
Hany shook her head slowly.
"Nothing" Hany answered briefly.
"good. Sometimes the journey of life is not in accordance with our wishes and expectations. But ... All decisions remain in our hands. So our fixed choice is to choose" Hanafi advised.
Hany was silent and did not say a word. But she listened well to all the words of Hanafi, her husband.
"I will keep waiting until you can accept me and love me as your SAH husband, Na," Hanafi said softly.
Hany just glanced at a glance. He doesn't understand this. His heart and mind are still hard not able to accept marriage for this matchmaking.
"Yes. Just wait until Na succeeds," replied Hany casually.
"What is the success rate? You are successful as a jockey. You also succeed as a High School student, you also succeed as a woman, then which success do you mean?" ask Hanafi slowly.
Hanafi chuckled and pinched Hany's cheek furiously. How to speak a slippery speech with a plain face without being made - to make Hanafi more want to menguyel - Huyel Hany.
"You want to be like Mama Amalia? So model, a lot of money too, famous, or like Papa Broto who was successful with many companies under his leadership? I'm just an ordinary man who just wants to build a family so sadinah, mawadah and warohmah. If your demands are so yes, that's okay. Life is just a choice that requires process and adjustment" said Hanafi sage.
Hanafi's words were soft but quite piercing and made Hany think that all those dreams would not be realized all according to her expectations. But, at least the desire to be successful will certainly be realized in another way.
"Help Na learn" said Hany slowly. His gaze was soft forward and looked at the beautiful sky.
"Learn for what?" tanya Hanafi.
"Learn to accept the sincere processes that occur for our lives" said Hany softly.
Hanafi smiled as she turned to Hany.
"Are you able to accept and be at peace with yourself?" ask Hanafi slowly.
Hany nodded.
"Na try," replied Hany briefly. He himself was not sure of the answer. There are still many desires to do. Including the race day after tomorrow.
"Sleep yuk, it's night. Tomorrow you have to go to school in the morning, right?" hanafi said slowly.
"Yes" replied Hany slowly.
Hanafi and Hany entered the room. Close the large glass door tightly and drag the curtain to cover the entire glass.
