Pursuing the Details of His Love Tasbih

Chapter 61 - The Prince

The clock has shown at 10, some guests have gone home but there are still some who have not come home. However, Ameer and Meizia were allowed to return to the room they had prepared.

"Ummi knows you're tired" said Umm Nayla, who escorted her daughter-in-law to her room.

"Yes, I am also very sleepy, Ummi," said Meizia. Since a few minutes ago he did feel very sleepy, even his eyelids like they would soon be closed by themselves.

"Thank you, Ummi," Ameer said after she reached her room and Meizia's.

"Good rest" said Umm Nayla before the end she returned to the ballroom.

Arriving in the room, Meizia immediately removed her veil then she took a cotton swab to remove her make up. However, at once Meizia smiled and she turned to Ameer who was now taking off her clothes.

"Ameer?" call Meizia very gently.

"Yes, honey," said Ameer no less gentle.

"Nearly two hours I'm in the dress up, but you see my face."

Ameer's forehead frowned at the wife's statement, and the two laughed at her realizing it.

"Oh, so now you want to show me your beauty, hm?" goda Ameer approaching Meizia.

"I just want you to look at my makeup, am I getting prettier?"

Meizia smiled spoiled, even her gaze as if it was tempting. "You've always been beautiful, but tonight is much prettier" Ameer said.

Now he stood straight in front of Meizia, stroked her cheek gently and said, "You are amazing, dear."

"Thank you" said Meizia. "Because you've seen my make up, then now I'm removing it." Ameer laughed at Meizia's words.

"Oh Allah, the two-hour struggle beautifies your appearance. Then the results are covered in a veil and I only have a few seconds to enjoy the results of this make up. Truly the perfect definition of the meaning of the pleasure of the world in the meantime."

"Right," Meizia replied half muttering. "Yes, you take a shower first, I'll remove my makeup first."

"I want us to take a bath together, honey."

"Ameer."

"Can't argue!"

...🦋...

Hana and her family return home after stabbing Ameer and Meizia's wedding, occasionally discussing Hana's future marriage.

Hana did not respond, only occasionally throwing a faint smile. The father also often talked about the kindness and cleverness of the future husband Hana. It was as if he was very proud to have the man as the husband of his daughter.

As the day wore on and everyone fell asleep tired, Hana was still awake with eyes that still felt fresh.

"Why is this doubt so great in my heart, O God." Hana muttered while putting her hand on the chest. "Is this a bad sign? Please give me your instructions before it's too late."

...🦋...

If in the early days of marriage Meizia should always be awakened by Ameer, now no longer. The woman will wake up together with Ameer who also woke up from her sleep.

Both of them perform prayer, dhikr and do'a as usual.

Ameer prayed very solemnly, and when he finished he turned his head because he did not hear Meizia's voice.

"Astagfirullah," muttered Ameer who found his wife asleep on the prayer mat. "Oh Allah, Meizia, when I deliberately did not wake you up because I knew you must be very sleepy" Ameer muttered as she carried the wife back to bed.

Meizia groaned as Ameer opened her door. He opened his eyes and called out to Ameer spoiled, as if protesting for his sleep being disturbed.

"Open up, honey, let's get you comfortable sleeping" Ameer said.

Meizia just nodded, she let Ameer do what the man wanted after that Meizia immediately closed her eyes.

Ameer just shook his head, he soon followed, hugging his wife gently.

...🦋...

When the sun had revealed its rays, Hana came out of the room and today she intended to go to the restaurant to accompany Riana.

However, Hana suddenly gets a phone call from a foreign number that is not even from her country.

"Hello?" hello Hana. "Who?"

"Assalamualaikum, Hannah."

Hana glared at the bass voice of a man from across the phone, she immediately kept the phone away from her ears, staring at the foreign number.

"Hana, you hear me?" ask the man.

"I-yes," Hana replied a little nervously. "You who? Where'd my phone number come from? And how do you know my name?"

There was no answer, only the sound of laughter from the man. "Why just laugh? Answer me!" Hana firmly.

"You keep talking, how can I answer you?"

"Opss, I'm sorry."

"Well, Hana, my name is Shafiq Ahmad. We were betrothed by our parents, I think you know that."

"Oh...." That was all Hana could say in response.

"I just want to say hello if you don't mind."

"Hem." Hana can only mutter.

"In two weeks I'm going back to Indonesia, we're going to take a little time to get to know each other."

"HUH?"