Patience of My Husband

Drafts

Undeniably, my heart felt calm after hearing the lecture and participating in the prayer. I do not know the meaning, but listening to sholawat chants can make the heart feel cool and calm. Not all I memorize, but if I repeat again maybe I can still follow.

It turns out that learning religion is not difficult, depending on our intentions and efforts to do so. Honestly, I am very excited to know more about my religion. This is not because I just embraced religion, but from childhood I never studied religion.

Was my school not taught about religion?

It is taught anyway, but the name of international school is certainly not the same as learning with MTs or Mi. Even with public schools there are many differences.

I can't deny it either, both my parents are too busy for that. Things that are considered trivial turn out to have a big impact in life.

But Thank God, now I have a husband who is very patient, loving, even very understanding about religious science. My husband used to be a santri, a graduate of one of the famous pesantren in Bandung.

Now it is Arka who will lead me to the straight path.

Every day, after Maghrib or dawn prayers, Arka always took the time to read the Qur'an. I never get tired of hearing it, Arka's voice that was lurking while teaching, makes me like hypnotized. Feel calm and comfortable.

Not only as my priest, Arka also plays a beautiful daughter-in-law. To make her father-in-law a better human being. I am sure that he will also be a responsible father to his children.

"Darling, you haven't slept?" The voice of Arka broke my daydream.

"Eh, not yet. I'm waiting for you" The arc that was beside me gently rubbed my head.

"Sorry yes, because it was still in conversation with papa. It's not good if you suddenly leave papa like that"

Last time after studying I went straight into the room while Arka still accompanied papa drinking coffee in the living room.

An hour passed, finally Arka followed me to the room.

"Darling, you must be tired. Today you follow the activities until gini night. I'm a pijitin huh, where's the pegel? legs, right?"

Without waiting for my answer, Arka immediately pulled my leg and placed it on her lap. Slowly his hands moved to massage my feet.

"Don't have to, baby, go to sleep. Surely you too are capekkan?"

I intended to pull my leg in her lap, but Arka held it.

"I'm not tired. You just sleep, let me massage your feet. Later if you are asleep. I'll catch up with you to sleep"

There is no point in arguing, Arka will stick with what she wants. Better to just take it.

"Well, if I go to bed first" I told him with my legs still in his lap, I changed my position to the left.

"Yes dear"

Arka's hand kept moving up and down massaging my legs. But before long, his hands occasionally stopped. Then move again, stop again and move again.

Eyes that want to sleep are disturbed by the movement that sometimes stops and moves suddenly. I opened my eyes and...

Astaghfirullah, it turned out that his hand stopped because he was asleep, and so realized his hand began to move again.

The hand that stopped moving I grabbed it and grabbed it. Arka looked surprised to see me looking at her. His eyes look red.

"Darling, you .. did you wake up?" Ask her nervously.

"I haven't slept yet" I answered gently.

"Is the massage not felt so you have trouble sleeping?"

"Darling, sleep. The tired one is you not me. Let's go to sleep" Take me gently.

"I can't sleep if I'm not near you. Hurry up, let me get some sleep too"

I pat the bed next to me. So that he would lie down next to me immediately.

"I'm not sleepy" Still with his stance. Though it was clear his eyes were reddened because they held back fatigue and drowsiness.

"Do you want me to stay up all night because you refuse to lie next to me?" I sharpen my words.

"Oh, yes, I've been waiting for a change of clothes" Arka rushed to pick up the clothes in the closet. Then take her to the dressing room.

In my closet are still stored my clothes and also Arka's clothes. For supplies if you suddenly want to stay at your home. No need to bring clothes from home anymore.

Arka laid her body beside me. Gently pulling my body closer to him. His hands are curled over my stomach.

"Sleep baby" His hands gently rubbed the surface of my stomach.

Soon enough, there was a soft snoring that indicated that he was asleep.

That fast he fell asleep. He must have been very tired and couldn't stand the sleepiness. Under those conditions, Arka still cares about me. He was willing to endure his drowsiness for the sake of me, his wife.

***

This morning I helped mbok Imah cook in the kitchen, Fish grilled papa and Arka kemaren. Mama, papa, and Arka talking at the dinner table. Waiting for breakfast time.

Four medium-sized carp are difficult to burn.

"Mbok, let me take him. Mbok continue to burn that for breakfast mbok same other yes" I also lifted the tray where the fish grilled and serve it at the dining table.

"It's breakfast time" I said.

"Waaahhh, let's have breakfast first. Daritadi just smelled it. Already hungry from this" Papa shifted the coffee cup in front of him.

Breakfast started and we chatted with occasional laughs. A moment I always miss.

"Arka, Sony sir, we're fishing again. But this time it's not in the fishing pool"

"Well, where is pa?" Ask Arka who is still continuing her breakfast.

"Take fishing at sea, we'll rent a boat. How's it? "

"Pa, already, don't be weird, use a fishing event at sea. How will papa eat whale? Kemaren fishing in fishing pond now fishing in the sea. Where else tomorrow?" Mom started to show her frustration.

"It's impossible to eat whales. He thought, too, papa's meat was hard and bitter. The one in the fresh meat" Papa chuckled.

"Somely since when do you have a fishing hobby? Much

"The new dad realized that fishing can bring his own satisfaction, right Arka?" Papa looked towards Arka.

"I-iya pa" Arka answered stammeringly. Looking towards my mom. Papa who was satisfied because he got a defense from Arka.

"Mama is not ngijinin. Don't fuck around. You are also Arka, do not need to buy papa continuously, big head if in the wild"

Mama glared at Arka. I just chuckled at my mom nagging. While Arka was wrong.

"Mama don't turn on Arka dong, papa just ask for an opinion only "Papa stared intently at mama.

Arka felt awry, it was seen from her sitting that looked agitated. While I just smile to see my mom and dad acting like kids.