Quality Love's

Episode 17's

*Kabul Job

"I received the marriage salwa jannatun adwiyah bint abdul umar with the dowry paid in cash!" the chant, signifies that the entire responsibility of abi towards me has now changed hands to the man who just recited the kabul ijab.

"Well..!!!" the melodious screams of the people around me made my body goosebumps instantly, whose heart was not filled when watching this sweet reality was on my side, who was heartless, abi's hand which he held so tightly as to recite the promise before God and all those present in this walimahan, the more I am hypnotized by the aura of marriage that is very drama consider me like that.

But I also can not deny that the man who is now legally my husband does not seem to be very comfortable with all these perosesi, since the beginning of the traditional Javanese wedding ceremony is done, he said, he looks like a person who is not calm and restless erratically, which is his conclusion because he does not want this marriage held at all.

At this time we are doing a homecoming procession, where the two couples compactly feed each other with food that has been served on the tray, not infrequently this procession is often touted by a procession of super sweet, not to mention, yapp is especially for couples who marry on the basis of love, due to the fact that we are just a couple with the exception of reason.

"Nuge, let's get bribed!" from the front came the furious voice of Mr. Fahri who gave a signal to the qiyas, because from now on he seemed reluctant to bribe me.

"Let's get the show done quickly, I'm not ashamed of the people here?" with a soft voice I also persuaded him to immediately complete this homecoming procession, he was forced to bribe me, selfish I somehow I was very happy even though I realized, even 1000% realize that what he did was all on the basis of compulsion not out of love.

Then proceed with the procession of sungkeman or do'a blessing request from our two parents.

"Son, please take care of your child as much as possible, take care of him as Umi and abi take care of him, umi trust Salwa with you son!" I accidentally heard umi whispering in the ear of mas Qiyas, with her words that were quite heart-shaking, it felt like this time my tears were really presumptuous to drip without my permission, she said, I diligently observed the nod of Qiyas's mas filled with doubt, after umi who else would give her trust, even I myself doubted the ability of Qiyas's mas to fulfill his promises.

It is not an easy thing for a Qiyas Fathir Grace to forget a woman as good as Sister Kiran, moreover, that woman is the woman she loves very much, it would be too bad if their relationship that had been running for about seven years ran aground just because of a cofee waitress like me.

I even got slapped in shame when I saw Sister Kiran with her courage to give our marriage blessing, he even flashed a smile before me with his frown I could only bow down without daring to look at his face which made me realize how hurt he was right now.

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At exactly 21:00 WIB, finally all the wedding processions were completed as well, at this time I and the Qiyas are like lifeless statues that are trapped in a room that has been decorated in such a way, seeing the knick-knacks, even more make the situation feel more awkward, continue to mas Qiyas standing near the closet while staring at the screen handhphone, he said, all I did was sit on the bed and smile at her flat face.

"Let's pray sunnah first!" concluded instantly.

"Yeah! Same me?" she was a little surprised while looking at me strangely.

"That's it, mas!"

"Well, you pray first!" he started acting strange again, although I know, right now he is just as awkward as me, but somehow every behavior always makes me smile erratically.

"Loh, my husband, I should have been praying for me" he immediately glared at me, but instead all I did was smile shyly made, he said, there was no more rebuttal sentence that he could say, soon we had the sunah prayer.

"Assalamu'alaikum.marahmatullah!" after praying as a sign of devotion to a wife to the husband immediately I reached his right hand, unmitigated I then kissed the back of his hand, but the unexpected things began to happen, he said, he pulled his hand and spoke firmly in front of me.

"Hey! next time you don't have to make this cake again, yeah, I don't like it!" immediately he was aghast and avoided me, maybe I was too naive to take it for granted to do something he obviously did not like.

"Ow well, all you need to remember is that I married you not on the basis of liking, but because of my papah, so you don't have to expect much from me, I can only give you a living born, but not with an inner living" oh my god, it feels like my head will explode hearing his current speech, he said, his words were as if spear after spear pierced through my spine, but there was not much I could do but multiply the istighfar in my heart.

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The hour hand seemed to not want to compromise with my current situation, even so late Qiyas was still standing beside the closet, it felt like I was starting to understand some of his ways of thinking as he had said earlier, so I started to understand some of them, he was only able to give me a living, because my sadness and happiness were none of his business.

Not many more words, I immediately rushed to open the closet and took a mosquito net for me to install in every corner of my bed.

"That's what?" tanyanya was a little curious.

"It's mosquito nets!"

"Aren't you hot as to what's sleeping like?"

"Huum! I've been biasalah, almost every mallem I sleep using this, because here there are many mosquitoes" said me while tying a net on some nails that are on the wall.

"Mango!! it's so! let's go to sleep" asked me once again, with an expression of joy that is quite crisp, of course, mas Qiyas was reluctant to switch positions especially with a very close distance from me.

"Huuftt, so you want to stand there until tomorrow morning?" it felt like I was at a loss for words and almost gave up on the handsome pilot father attitude that was in front of me right now.

"Aam! I'm gonna sleep downstairs, you got no mat?"

"There are, but in Umi's room, if they're nanyain, what do I want to answer?"

"God! how clever you are to say what"

Immediately I followed his will, with a sheet of mat and a glove of gadjah sitting mas Qiyaspun immediately spread his body.

"Later to get cold, keep many more mosquitoes, sure you want to sleep here?" again I couldn't bear to see him having to lie down.

"Have you slept there, why the hell is still standing there" he said a little annoyed, not wanting to make it more upset I also immediately went to the top of the bed.

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"Ngiung..ngiung" heard the sound of mosquitoes that continue to tickle in the ear of mas qiyas, sometimes he had to pull over and scratch some parts of his body that had been bitten by mosquitoes.

"Salvah? Salwa?" his voice sounded vague.

"Salwa woke up Salwa" and he kept tugging my left shoulder until I woke up half conscious.

"Doooh! why the hell?" I began to get annoyed with a voice that was quite hoarse without opening my eyes.

"You got no mosquito repellent?" it feels like at this time my eyes and mouth are difficult for me to open, again he interfered with my deep sleep.

"Salvah? " this time the sound is really more annoying than the mosquitoes that fly around the mosquito net.

"No ihh, I've been told to sleep with a stubborn mosquito net" spontaneously I also spoke harshly when talking to the Qiyas mas, I did not care at all what he would think of my attitude this time, I did not care, the only thing I need right now is sleep.

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