PURITY LIGHT
I'M YOUR HUSBAND
Ray stared at Cahya's photo in her mobile gallery. The face of the girl. He had long harbored feelings for this girl, but Cahya was indeed difficult to approach. Other women queue to be her lover, to be able to sleep one bed with her. Even the photo of famous models and artists took part in the queue number to be his girlfriend, but Cahya glanced at it was not. This girl has always kept her distance from men.
After hearing the news of Cahya's marriage to a CEO named Nata Alim Surya, Ray increasingly convinced Cahya is indeed valuable. Ray knows who Nata Alim Surya is. Just like the name of a young successful businessman who is alim, broke down several boarding schools. Nata could not have just wanted to marry Cahya who was far from the impression of a religious woman. Ray is increasingly convinced that Cahya is indeed worth fighting for.
"Well, how are you?" ask Ray.
"Eh hi Ray. Good news. How are you?" Cahya asked back.
"As it looks always handsome, cool, and rich" Ray replied as he joked.
"Wow your narcissistic disease hasn't gone away either!"
"But am I really handsome and cool?"
"OK deh. The sane one is afraid." Cahya laughed as she closed her mouth.
"Ngapain Ya covered his mouth, must be off laughing no need to be closed hands too," said Ray confused by Cahya's attitude.
"sorry. Sorry Ray. My husband forbids me from laughing while opening my mouth. He said that when laughing, the mouth should be closed, so I follow his advice."
"Oh...You mean Mr Nata the young businessman?" asked Ray to be jealous.
"He's right he's my husband. When did you marry Ray? Lira nganggur nih like ready if applied to you?" Cahya glanced at Lira who was engrossed in ice cream.
The lira immediately choked upon hearing Cahya's words. " Ray don't be horrified by Cahya's talk, this is a boy if again I digelanturnya ya kayak gini. Please be aware that he is now his wife, Mr. 'primus', aka the musholla man. Yeah, so this gini!" Said Lira a little annoyed with her friend who originally ceplas-ceplos.
Ray's eyes can't be separated from Cahya's face. Her heart could not lie anymore, she wanted Cahya not another girl. His heart was only for the beautiful young girl who was sitting sweetly before him.
Lira still keeps chirping not accept with an impromptu matchmaking arranged by Cahya. "What do you think I'm a girl, huh?" grunts Lira still with her upset voice.
"Ray look! Lira if you're looking pretty, right?"
The three men laughed together. The lira that became the topic of conversation repeatedly turned her lips.
Suddenly from the side of Cahya came someone greeting.
"Eehhh.ada Mr. Nata. Please Sir." The lira would not want to switch seats to Ray's side.
"Ray this is my husband Nata." Cahya also introduced the two of them.
Nata and Ray shake hands.
"Master Nata."
"Mr Ray, have you known Cahya for a long time?" ask Nata enthusiastically. The problem is that he feels a different view of Ray when he looks at Cahya.
"Lumayan lama. I've known Cahya since Cahya went to college abroad" Ray replied with a fixed gaze toward Cahya.
"Yes accompany me to the store next door?" bring Nata. "Lir, you accompany Mr. Ray. Cahya wants me to take shopping," continued Nata.
"Eh.haiy....Yeah don't leave me. Yep....Yep.....Yes........!!!!!!!????" Lira was also grunted.
Ray stared at Nata and Cahya's back without blinking. His eyes kept watching the couple until they disappeared from sight.
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Cahya's attitude to Nata slowly began to change. Not without reason Cahya began to be able to speak like a normal human with a man who had been legally her husband.
When Cahya gets drunk in Paradise, it's not once Nata helps her twice.
"Keep your rotten hand off my wife's body?" hardik Nata to Benny.
"Who are you, what does that have to do with you?" benny asked with a dislike eye.
"Reverse you ask. I'm Cahya's husband. Got it. Get your dirty hands off my wife's body" Nata ordered. Nata doesn't like a guy named Benny. Many times he saw Benny always stalking and following Cahya. Her common sense says if Benny has bad intentions.
"Suami Cahya" said Benny cynically. "Master Nata do you know Cahya's the light in 'Paradise'? Your wife is the epitome of beauty in 'Paradise'. Don't worry I'll take care of your precious wife." Benny laughed faintly.
Nata tried to patiently hear the ramblings of a jerk man who he believed had foul intentions to his wife.
A little out of his drunkenness. Although it was faint but he saw Nata lifting his body and bringing him into the car.
Arriving at home, he laid down Cahya's body on the bed. He took warm water and cloth that had been prepared by Bibi Asih. Dilucinya all clothes his wife then covered with a blanket, not let the body Cahya lying in a state of complete naked.
Nata could not let Aunt Asih clean his wife's body. Whatever his wife's body is. He is the most lawful to have and see the whole body of his wife. Slowly draped his whole body Cahya. From top to bottom. After that, he put on a loose nightgown to cover his wife's body.
"Beautiful girl until when will you be like this. Keep testing my patience." Nata looked at his wife's face. Kissed Cahya's forehead. Then he left Cahya's room.
The water of ablution. Wash his limbs that enter the law must be exposed to ablution water. Because he was busy taking care of Cahya, he was a little late to perform Islamic prayers.
In the middle of the night Nata woke up as usual. Time shows at two in the morning. Nata cleans himself and takes ablution water. When he finished he took time to see the state of his wife.
"My beautiful wife one day you should accompany me to night prayers in the last third of the night. We both prostrate before Allah, when many humans are soundly asleep," Nata asked Cahya who was still asleep.
Nata returned to his room and offered his own evening prayers. Finish the prayer followed by reading the wirid and prayer. Do not forget himself to honor in the presence of God, to devote all his complaints to the Creator. Begging for good for his household.
"Yes Alloh.if Cahya Dewi Pamukir is the best mate for the servant, your despicable servant begs to open the door of his heart. Make him one of the angels of Your heaven."
The sky in the third of the night was so crowded, filled with the merits of those who prostrated before God. Soaking his lips with remembrance glorifies his asthma. The wind was blowing slowly towards the faces of those who spent a third of the night in prostration and hypocrisy.
When Nata entered his room, Cahya had actually woken up. But he pretended to be asleep. All Nata's words were heard. After Nata went a few drops of tears wetting her cheeks. Nata had brought her home many times, drunk. Without shame and disgust, her husband always took her home and cleaned her body.
