One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 48

As usual Harum woke up at 02:30 in the morning. He was used to waking up at that hour. Because of his habit, he can even wake up at that hour without an alarm.

He tried to always run the night sunah, although not always istiqomah.

Yes, as an ordinary human being, sometimes he feels lazy to also practice the worship of sunah.

Fragrant shuffled down and sat for a while at the edge of the bed to regain consciousness. His forehead shriveled as his ears heard the sound of television.

‘Tumben one night blind like this tivi nyala. Maybe Bi Jenah again can not sleep, ' murmured his heart.

After about five minutes of sitting, Harum dragged his steps towards the door. His hand turned the knob and the door opened. Instantly he was surprised when he found that Hangga was sitting in front of the television.

If Harum had known that it was Hanges who was sitting there, he would have chosen to remain in the room. Crossing paths with Hangga without any interest in the least bit made his heart riled up.

“Mas Hangga - Why-why?” Harum asked worriedly. A moment after their eyes clashed, Hangga coughed in choking.

“Eee, no. It's nothin. I'm nothing,” said Hangga can not hide his nervousness.

No questions or words were asked Harum afterwards. Although his forehead shriveled in confusion over the reaction of Hangga, Harum chose to waltz away. The goal is to go to the kitchen to get a drink. He used to drink a glass of water every waking up.

“Rum.” A step before turning towards the kitchen, a voice from Hangga called out his name.

“Iya, Mas.” Turning around, Harum answered Hanges call.

“Could make coffee,” says Hangga hesitate.

“Can, Mas,” replied Harum while smiling. Things like this alone have made Harum very happy.

“Rum,” call Hangga again, when Harum is about to continue his steps.

“Iya, Mas.”

“Do not black coffee.”

“Iya, Mas.” Smiling again.

Fragrant went to the kitchen, made her husband's coffee. So happy, he even made coffee first, before drinking a glass of water like his previous goal.

A cup of milk coffee on the tray ready to be delivered. Stepping towards Hangga, she suddenly felt her husband repeatedly stealing glances at her.

What was? Why was the gaze of Hangga different, not as usual.

“Still, Rum,” said Hangga as her lips carved a smile.

Fragrant gasp. Just this time, Manga smiled at him.

“Sama-sama.” Smiling back. “If anything is needed again, Mas just call me,” he continued.

“Iya.” Manga nodded and her lips smiled again.

What a heart the fragrance made. His heart wondered, what is wrong with Hangga?

After returning the smile of Hangga once more, Harum turned around and passed away leaving Hangga. He went to the kitchen to drink a glass of water, then went to the bathroom located close to the kitchen to take wudu.

“Astagfirulloh,” hiss Fragrant. When he was about to take wudu, he only realized his head was not covered with a hijab.

Fragrant in no way thought that maybe Hangga was amazed to see him.

After taking the wudu, he immediately went to his room, walking with his head lowered as he passed by Hangga. Far in the corner of the heart, Harum felt ashamed of himself for his carelessness who forgot to wear the hijab.

Not forgetting, but because he did not think that Hangga was sitting in front of the television.

It should be legitimate and also halal, of course, she looks without a hijab in front of Hanges. Because the man sitting in front of the television was his mahram. However, Harum was reluctant to open the letter in front of a husband who did not or did not accept her as a wife.

It was fragrant to close the door as soon as his feet had reached the room. Trying to eliminate his nervous heart, he immediately held a prayer mat. And choose the focus for the worship activities that will do.

While out there, Hangga sat restless. He bit his lips, and repeatedly shaved his own head.

Fragrant shadows with their beautiful unraveling hair, danced in the mind of Hanges. Especially after that, Harum passed in front of Hangga with wet hair spots of water that made the soul of Hangga vibrate even more.

Really, Fragrant looks so pretty without a hijab. And become more beautiful after wudu.

For some reason, the ball game AC Milan vs Inter Milan in front of him suddenly so not interesting anymore. He kept thinking fragrant. There was a very strong sense of urgency that made him tired.

Enjoying fragrant milk coffee actually makes the urgent taste stronger and bite.

Thirty-five minutes had passed since Harum entered the room and closed the door, Hangga decided to get up from her sitting position. His hand pressed the off button on the tv remote. He stopped watching the ball while his team was still competing at the beginning of the second half.

He took a slow step towards the door of Harum's room, then knocked on the door. “Rum,” call it.

In the room, Harum was moving his finger through the beads. A knock on the door of the room, making Harum stop his activities. He got up and quickly folded his face.

Maybe Mas Hangga needs something and needs his help. So thought Harum.

Covering his head with a black bergo that was increasingly emitting light on his face, Fragrant opened the door of the room. “Iya, Mas,” said when the door was open.

“It's done praying?” asked Hanges who was standing in front of the door of Harum's room.

Harum shook for a moment. How did Hanges know he finished praying? Looking back for a moment, Harum only realized that his alphabet was still on the floor.

“Already,” reply Fragrant. “Mas Hangga need something?”

“I can enter yes, Rum,” pinta Hangga.

The man who wore a black T-shirt and boxer pants of his favorite ball team asked for permission while they entered the room, although they had not received Harum's approval.

Fragrant who stood dumbfounded it had not said a single word to answer the request of Hangga. Or maybe the sentence thrown by Hangga was not a request for permission, but a notice that he wanted to enter the room.

“The room is fragrant, like the person,” chirps Hangga while his gaze circles the entire room space.

I heard that phrase five days ago. The difference at that time, the sentence was spoken from his honey lips. The difference was again, just then Harum smiled a little in response. However, this time the reaction instead stood stiff with a face stupefied full of question marks.

Fragrant who was still shocked at the words of Hangga, too late to realize that Hangga had walked up to him who was still standing stiff near the door. Then Hangga closed the door of the room that was still wide open.

“Rum.” Both hands of Hangga grabbed the fragrant fine fingers and then grasped it gently.

The two of them were facing each other at a very close distance. The fragrance choked was extraordinary because of the treatment of Hangga which was beyond his prediction.

The woman in the paras may have almost fainted or even died, as Hangga said the next sentence. “You ... you are beautiful once, Rum.”