Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)
BSJ 43: Hope and Dream Flowers
..."If a husband calls his wife to bed, then the wife does not come to him, and the husband sleeps in a state of anger, then the angels will curse her until morning.” (Pbuhari Muslim HR)...
...BSJ 43: Hope and Dream Flowers...
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Bright sunshine in the morning, welcoming the young couple who had just come out of the woman's childhood home. The house where the seed of love was grown. The house where a little girl with the shar'i hijab caught the attention of a handsome boy. Initially from attraction to grow into the seeds of love that develops rapidly and strengthens.
Love comes without a plan, let alone a prediction. They are not predictable seasonals, nor are they a planable goal. If a plan is made to fall in love, it is called love on the basis of coercion. Here, love is present and grows on its own. Although sometimes the wrong understanding makes it difficult before fighting.
Along with the passage of time, when the sacred bond is already binding. He can only hope, if the khalik would be kind to give him a long life and health in order to keep his love. In the lyrics a circular silver-colored ring is in the middle of it. The ring that became a sign binds him a relationship between himself and his lover. His gaze shifted, increasingly softened when he saw the figure of the baby purple glamor loose with khimar and the face covering cloth, was chatting with a mother mother and a little boy there.
On the third day in Bandung, now both of them live in the old house owned by the Haidan family. Not too big indeed, a one-story house with three rooms that look maintained until now. A middle-aged woman who used to work for the Haidan family now looks after Aurra's childhood home.
"May be quickly given a boogey ya deck, the same God." Sayup sayup he can hear the prayer of the mother whose child was helped by the wife when she fell.
"Amiiin, may Allah will."
It was the answer of his halal lover that made his heart warm.
He again walked closer, touching the wife's shoulder softly when she was beside him.
"Sir." Call her.
"Eh, old huh?" Ask the wife while standing from her position.
The handsome man shook his head. His gaze turned to the 6-year-old boy with the knee wound. The boy's mother, holding the baby, smiled at him.
"Then we'll excuse you deck, ma'am." Said the mother, holding her son's hand.
"Thank you deck."
"Yes. Same with mom." The woman replied that it was friendly.
Cup
"Too sweet." The handsome man softly shrieked the head of the wife. They ignore the crowds where they are now.
"Mas ay, shame." The wife's great-grandchild while pinching the husband's waist.
"Bikin happy husband is worship loh deck."
Deny the man while smiling thinly.
"Yes. But not here either, I'm ashamed."
Subject to wife.
"Yes already, mas cancel first. It will be taken home." Said the sharp-eyed man while tightening his grip, taking small steps to walk through this beautiful park.
The beautiful girl smiled behind the cover of her face. Her husband looks like there is only one. The two also returned to the tampat decorated with various beautiful plants.
Now both are in an instagramable park for self-photo. Because Gemintang-photographers handsome it must return to Jakarta because of urgent business. Be now live a couple of halal lovers who walk the road down the beautiful earth Bandung Juara.
Begonia Park managed to become a hit destination after many netizens uploaded photos of this flower garden. Tourist attractions located on Jalan Maribaya, Cibogo, Lembang offers its own sensation while enjoying the beauty of various local and foreign flowers. In this tourist spot in Bandung, we can see the beauty of Bali flowers, which are very beautiful Balinea flowers full of color. Other flowers are no less beautiful, including Geranium, Celosia, Melampodium, Salvia Flowers, and many others.
Many visitors take pictures at this foreign-style Bandung tourist spot, because it is very suitable as a beautiful photo spot. Besides being able to enjoy the flower conservation area, visitors will simultaneously enjoy the cool air in Lembang while sitting relaxed in the cafe. With the view of the expanse of Balinea flower garden that is bright red, your tourist activities will certainly become more memorable.
Lembang is indeed a successful place to make this young couple successfully reminisce about memories in the past. Where in the past, the three-Aurra, Van'ar and Zega had broken down when they were brought to Lembang. At that time Anzar who often spent his weekend off with various kinds of tutoring, rarely set aside time to play with the three.
Yesterday, after chak out of the hotel. Both also had time to visit the white crater, Kawah Putih precisely located at the top of Patuha mountain, Ciwidey, South Bandung area and has a temperature between 8 – 22 degrees Celsius. To reach the tourist attractions in Bandung on this one, must pass through an old tea plantation called Gambung. As one of the oldest tea plantations in Indonesia, the atmosphere is very different from other tea plantations such as those in Puncak or Lembang. Its beauty presents a spectacular view and other than the others. The color of the crater lake water can also change. When the weather is hot, sometimes greenish blue. Sometimes the color turns milky brown and more often white when the air is filled with thick fog. The sand and rocks in this lake area are also white, which is why this crater lake is called Kawah Putih.
At first Aurra Van'ar was supposed to stay at the hotel for three nights. But the two agreed to refuse and chose to spend the night in the old house owned by the Haidan Family. The beauty around the simple house always makes residents feel at home, not to mention the fish pond behind the house. Van'ar's favorite place to laze with carefree laziness while fishing with the man who is now his father-in-law.
"Finally, I love fishing there, right?"
The beautiful girl asked breaking the silence.
The day had changed, the dark had hung in the sky. A sprinkling of stars adds. After the prayer last day, after dinner with mbok Jah-manager of this house. These two young lovebirds sit behind the house, enjoying the view of the moon bouncing over the pool water. The pond is still awake, the fish is still planted and fed regularly by mbok Jah. The middle-aged woman was also keen to go home for a moment - she wanted to visit her ailing grandson. The middle-aged woman was afraid to leave without permission, therefore she had just left after her bad luck permit home.
"Yes." Yeah." Answer the handsome man who was embracing the tiny body of his wife from behind.
"Same Didi right?"
"Yes. It was gold until the name of the koi fish that was given to Dimas' father by the name of RaRa." Said.
"Rayana?"
"Yes. You call me Ra, Ra. So that the nanti pas kangen, can see the fish. The next day the family moved to Jakarta."
Aurra gave a small smile, there was indeed this husband. "Now the Koi fish RaRa is still there?" Ask curiously.
"Dead. As I participate in the routine paskibra exercise, mother forgets to feed. I was sulking that time."
The beautiful girl chuckled little, apparently her husband was very sorry for his fish. "Sampe all that."
Grep
The beautiful girl almost passed a reflex protest in surprise. His body floated in the air, upset he pinched the small arm of the perpetrator who was carrying his tiny body ala bridal style.
"Night deck, time for bed." He said without sin, while carrying the very light body of the wife.
The beautiful coksu hijab-wearing girl without the duster smiled warmly, while looking at her husband's handsome face from below.
"Many smiles fit no cover, mas like." Comen the husband.
"You're sweet, like sugar."
The beautiful girl smiled amusedly, it was strange that the usually flat man was flailing this chirp.
"Why?"
"The mass does not match that, does not match the same image." Honest language.
"It is indeed." Answer the husband thought.
"Ihh, you son of a bitch." Sometimes laughter sounded from the direction of the two, until it reached Aurra's restroom.
The pastel room is still neatly arranged. The handsome man was stunned, while lowering the wife on the Queen size bed owned by his wife. Soft fragrant bushes typical of the wife out loud, tempting the sense of smell. His sharp bead was fixated, staring at the hazel bead before him which was also staring at him heartily. Ah, this feeling.
The feeling of the Brotherhood that erupted in the chest, must be immediately suppressed. His wife's charm was gentle yet powerful at the same time. Snared to drown in her beautiful gaze.
Cup
He kissed his dear wife's forehead, holding her chest. His wife's charm felt so thick, that he could not resist.
"Sleep first on deck, I'll take a shower." Said while moving.
The beautiful girl gasped, she was a 28-year-old girl who certainly understood this kind of situation. A shower? the man had a shower a few hours ago. She wasn't that stupid to mean her husband. Nor should she be selfish, making her husband suffer from withholding his biological needs as a brother.
"Mas." She shrieked, while holding back the tip of the t-shirt used by her husband.
The man did not turn his head, he was firm in his position. He was dying to guard something, among the silence that strongly supports the atmosphere tonight.
"Dec, mas-"
"Aurra doesn't want her own wife." Sela the girl who was looking down.
"Hey, listen to me." Van'ar moved towards his wife.
"Mas promised, I'll take it when you're ready." He kneels before his wife.
"Mas don't want to make the deck, mas can still wait."
"But Aurra is ready."
Deg
'Sstt, patient man.' Inner sitampan sharp-eyed.
His sharp eyes shaded, staring at the wife who was also staring at him.
"Aurra wants to be a dutiful wife, and does not lose that task. Mas may take the right mas, because Aurra is ready and ridho lillahita'ala."
Said the gentle wife.
"But, deck you-"
"I love you, dear you also because of God. So I'm sure of this." The handsome man smiled looking at the loving glint in his wife's pretty iris.
His face came closer, peeling affectionately the old wife's forehead. Many people say, a kiss on the forehead is a sign of sincere love and affection. Because of the kiss that stopped being lipped, more dominated by lust.
Cup
"We are wrong sunnah two rakaat first yes."
Invite him who is directly possessed by the wife.
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بِسْمِ اللهِ اَللّهُمَّ جَنِّبْنَا الشَّيْطَانَ وَجَنِّبِ الشَّيْطَانَ مَا رَزَقْتَنَا
Bismillah, Allahumma jannibnaassyyaithaana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa.
"By reciting the name of Allah, O Allah, keep us from (disturbance) Satan and keep the devil from the sustenance which You have bestowed upon us."
The handsome man with a neat haircut typical of the soldier muttered little, saying a prayer at the crown of the wife. Pray that the two are always kept away from the shaitan who brings lust to darken the eyes. And so that later, from this there will be grace to be bestowed in the womb of the wife.
He smiled a little, while stroking the soft beautiful girl who had beautiful jet hair in front of him.
Cup
"Say if you hurt me." Smoothly while immersing a light kiss on the forehead, creeping up the eyelids, nose, cheeks and ends up being fined boneless.
He does it gently and lovingly. There is no excess of lust that dominates, but love and affection that respect each other. That night happened, the night that was supposed to be done a few days after the two were lawfully a halal couple. The long night was illuminated by the full moonlight reflecting the beautiful light, through a fish pond where two of Adam's children were united on the basis of bonding because of the destiny of the almighty.
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Dinginya night wind, hit the body wrapped in the hospital pajama. His body that should have been hurting didn't feel anything. He thought after waking up from the fateful accident he would be in a state of concern. But this, he could feel every normal limb just normal. The night wind again hit his hair, stroking his sturdy jaw in the dark of night.
The sharp bead of the eagle was fixated, staring intently at the several meters before him. The bergamis woman is all orange, who is sitting while grasping something. While occasionally his hand touched the surface of the belly with a soft. He could see from here, the tears of the woman were filled with heartbreaking frenzy. With the encouragement of his little heart he approached, towards the woman he believed was pregnant. His stomach is distended, though disguised by his loose robe.
The beautiful woman looked up, looking at him with a sad look. His tears still flow there, soaking the khimar as well as the cover of his hijab.
"Mass?" Called out.
He-that handsome guy doesn't budge. There was a strong urge to immediately embrace the woman into her deck. Calming his cries, peeling his forehead. He said everything would be fine.
"Mass?"
He was about to approach, before the light sound of feathers whispered right in his right ear.
'Please, take care of my gem for a while.'
The light whisper that disappeared along with the arrival of the strong wind, which carried dense smoke decided his gaze. Making him suppressed in shock, as the dark greeted his open eyes.
"Hhh."
The light was unbearable, as her eyelids opened, the white-dominated room greeted her.
He breathes oxygen from his greedy power tools. So it was just a dream? A dream flower that feels very real. He tried to move his body, but nothing. Everything was in pain and stiff. Until he tried to open his voice, but the unclear chatter that issued his pale lips.
"Shss... sobun..ddaa"
The white-painted door opened, revealing the middle-aged woman who had just arrived while looking at some paperbags.
Buccancy
The luggage of the middle-aged woman fell down, when she saw the son who was like an undead had opened his eyes. Staring at him with glass.
"A-anzar?"
Thiins
Tin
Tin
The sound of the irregular heartbeat made the middle-aged woman panic. Suddenly the son's body began to have severe seizures.
"Why son?"
"Doctor?"
"Doctor, nurse?!"
"Please Doctor hiks... Doctor, nurse?!""
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@ExploreBandung
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To Be Continue
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Sukabumi 30 may 2020
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