Proof of Love Kang Santri

Kang Santri's

Apparently, what he did not realize was that there was a figure who had to look at him without a word. Until the next second the sentence appeared along with Fauzi who wore a peci on the head.

"Kang Santri's..." Sluggishly.

Deg.

Fauzi turned his head towards the back in the bedroom precisely the figure that none other than his wife with bandages on the head was now looking at him with a gaze that was very difficult to understand. Standing with a heart wondering is a picture of a fauzi.

"Who was that?" Ask Fauzi again.

"Kang Santri." Syifa was still staring at Fauzi.

"ehm Again the Fa?" Fauzi walked towards Syifa

Syifa looked up even though the pain in the head was still very pronounced, clearly she saw the man in front of her was visibly moved with reddened eyes.

"Kang Santri."

"You want me Fa?" Fauzi positioned himself squatting with Syifa's hand, again the new smile came out of Fauzi's mouth from Syifa's nod.

"Alhamdulillah." Lirih Fauzi kissed Syifa's hand haru, really surprise that produced results, last night Fauzi could not sleep because Syifa's body was hot cold but somehow in the morning he got the smile again.

"Sorry." The word came out of Syifa's mouth, which made Fauzi look up, and he sat down beside Syifa.

"Why apologize?"

"Sorry for too long to remember." Lirih Syifa lowered her head, Fauzi smilingly carried Syifa into the arms while Syifa replied tightly.

"Thank you." Fauzi.

"For?"

"It's back."

"Thank you, you've been waiting." Syifa's words made Fauzi smile.

Syifa last night who suddenly felt pain in the head, the dream was as if she had found a story where the mass and also the meeting between herself and Fauzi to the point she separated horribly on the bridge.

"Why not say."

"What,?"

"I'm killer. The killer who managed to make Gus fall in love, even once dalamelitin me even though hate to do my own thing." Syifa said she was still leaning on Fauzi's chest, this way she knew that Fauzi's heart was anchored tighter.

"All that is the Fa. You remind me this sentence, that heaven is filled with sinners who repent, we are the same as sin but we also have a do'a right? Let us pray that we will be one heaven."

Syifa looked up the instant the two beads met.

"But..."

"Fa. The purpose of our lives is the hereafter not the mass." Like eleven years ago the gaze was still shady, still full of affection and also a longing gaze.

Syifa hid her head.

"Ana ukhibuka fillah kang santri." Mumbled.

"What Fa... What's the talk?"

"No repetition!!"

Fauzi smiled faintly his head turned towards the clockwise and then patted his forehead, "Astaghfirullah passed the dawn of worshipers." Mumbled. So Syifa took off her arms and sat down pouting.

"Why?" Tanya Fauzi was astonished.

"Nothing has made the husband late in morning prayers jama'ah how do you want to go to heaven?" Syifa said while looking down.

Fauzi smiled, his outstretched hand raised Syifa's chin to look at her deeply.

"May God ask that we both be together? It's been a while, hasn't it?" Fauzi's question made Syifa nod shyly.

"Still sick?"

"Syifa's head is a little sore."

Fauzi looked down for a moment. "You're not standing up yet, sit down."

"Syifa is strong." Elak Syifa made Fauzi chuckle for a moment, stubbornly still apparently.

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"Assalamu'alaikum warrahmatullah."

After doing the final tahiyyat and the Syifa greeting, the back of Fauzi's hand on Fauzi's tail kissed Syifa's forehead.

"Why not a month ago did Syifa crash." Gumam Syifa made Fauzi who was looking back, then asked Syifa to sit next to him.

"Why Kang?"

"Don't talk like that" said Fauzi.

"In fact, Syifa died trying to snot but there was no result, while yesterday the head of Syifa kebentur immediately remembered the unconscious."

"The power of God came in the afternoon Fa, we should be grateful not even blame fate. Maybe there's another plan for him."

"Astaghfirullah was Syifa wrong?" Syifa asked sillyly, Fauzi shook his head and smiled. I don't know what happiness he can't say in front of Syifa this time.

The stubborn and innocent Syifa she missed so much.

Fauzi put his hands together followed by Syifa, until it rubbed all over the face which made Syifa follow as well.

"What kind of prayers?" Ask Syifa after folding the prayer mat.

"Repo." Goda Fauzi

"Ish, Syifa is just her name."

"Let God know." Answer Fauzi. "What is your prayer?"

"Syifa Prayer? so a good wife and mother." Syifa.

"Why not ask for prayer in heaven?" Fauzi asked, both of them walking towards the closet that already had a few piles of books.

"Syifa is ashamed of Allah, if Syifa's charity is in vain then my prayers will be imposing, enough I become a good mother and wife for God to find our family in his paradise." Syifa said making Fauzi smile broadly, she stroked Syifa's head dearly.

"Kangs..." Call Syifa.

"Hm."

"We go to bandung, I want to thank you mba lastri. can"

"Yes, we set the schedule." Fauzi's reply made Syifa nod enthusiastically.

"Saw yuk first." Syifa nodded again.

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