Seikhlas Clouds Accompany Rain

Love cannot be selfish

A few moments before...

The wall clock shows at 22:45, where almost all the rooms have been turned off the lights. Only a few left, even replaced with lighting that is not too high wattage.

Qonniah approached the door of his parents' room, then knocked quietly while calling his mother.

Several times knocking, the voice from within sounded. Qonni thought that Dad and mom had slept, he felt guilty for disturbing the comfort of their sleep.

Sorry Dad, Mom...

A middle-aged woman with her negligee came out. Both of his hands moved to tie the hair that had begun to fill with gray hair.

"Open, Nduk? You haven't slept?" his tan is raspy typical wake up.

"Sorry, Qonni is bothering me. Qonni just wanted to scrape Nisa," he said.

"Nisa anteng, really. Wong used to sleep with mom. So yeah, it won't be fussy. Mending you go back up there. No need to worry about Nisa."

"But, Mas Ilyas also said Nisa should sleep with us, Mom." Qonni reasoned, because with Nisa, he did not feel awkward with Ilyas.

"Well, but your son is asleep. Kasian's moving around, Nduk."

"No papa, Mom. Yeah, Qonni wants Nisa to sleep upstairs."

Before long Dad came out, he approached two other women of his favorite generation who were still standing at the door.

"Why is this, how are we supposed to gather here?"

"This, loh. Qonni asks Nisa to sleep with them above. Though Nisa had gone to sleep, so mother did not give," replied Aida.

Father set his eyes on Qonniah. "Your mother's right, son. Kasian's moving around."

"But, Dad?"

Ulum sighed. He shifted his gaze again to Aida. "Mother sleep again, accompany Nisa."

"Yes, Dad." Ms. Aida covered her mouth while yawning. His other hand rubbed Qonniah's arm before turning over and coming back in. While Dad's hand pulled the door to the room to be closed.

Now the father and son were facing each other, which made Qonni understand that Ulum's father would definitely give him some advice.

"Why are you even here, son? Why not bring your husband?" He asked carefully, making Qonni's face lift towards the Father.

"I just want Nisa bobo with me, Dad." she replied softly. "Qonni's afraid Nisa's fussy."

"Father knows this is only your excuse to avoid your obligation" said the father, who was allowed by Qonni's silence. The woman breathed back down.

"Son, you must be a good wife. Accompany her like a new couple. Don't break your husband's feelings. You can sin later."

It's not my wish like this, Dad. In fact, it was my own feelings that felt the inequality, such as when I finished a deal with A' Aaron first. – Qonni bit the tip of his lips held a clear circle that suddenly inundated both tails of his eyes.

"Now go back up..," he said in a smooth voice. As for the pair of legs his daughter had not yet moved following his orders. "Qonni?"

Glow Qonni's eyes back up. Leads to the Father.

"Dad believes you are a very good woman. Therefore, devote yourself to Ilyas, love Him as you loved your first husband."

The woman nodded then without saying a word to answer again.

"Because you just got married again, it's best that Nisa sleeps with us for three nights. No papa, huh?"

"Yes, Dad," he answered. Qonni smiled wryly and dragged his steps towards the stairs.

Ulum sighed. He actually did not have the heart to see his youngest child have to experience something like this. But how else. It's all just a matter of time, he's sure with Ilyas. As time goes by Qonni will definitely be happy.

The middle-aged man went back into his room with Aida, continuing his nightly rest after a few days even today he drained his energy and mind for the sake of a sacred event.

...

After arriving on the second floor, Qonni approached the mobile phone that had been charged at the table close to the stairs. Afterwards pensive.

He was wondering if he could serve Ilyas tonight? Although not necessarily they will do it now, but still if only the two do not rule out the possibility that the man will spice it up.

His steps were slowly dragged back and stopped in front of the room door. He wanted to go in, but hesitated. Qonni put away his hand that was about to hold the doorknob.

Oh Allah... The woman with her straight hair approached the wall and leaned there. His hand holding the phone was raised to the chest.

Open a photo gallery. Because suddenly he wanted to open it to see the figure of the man he still missed. Moreover, the photos of his marriage with Aaron have all been lowered, making the woman can not look at the sweet smile of Aaron at any time from the usual photos perched on the walls of the house or room.

Falling his choice on the photo of the man he took secretly while cooking instant noodles beside their tent, while camping in Cibubur first.

Cklaafck... Not long ago he looked at a picture of Aaron, the door of the room was opened first to make Qonni a fog.

***

In the room...

Ilyas hugged his wife's body tightly. Until that face sank into a flat chest, releasing everything that really stuck in the heart for the whole day.

Ilyas' hand gently rubbed the wife's back covered with long hair. He tried to understand if his wife was still shackled by the past. Because it was also not the will of Ayudia, with which she also had to realize, this was the consequence of marrying a widow who had just two years in living dead her husband. He has no right to be selfish.

A gentle kiss landed on the head of Qonniah several times. Ilyas was still waiting until Qonniah was completely calm. The woman also outlined her embrace in Ilyas' waist circumference.

"If it's still stuck, don't hold it. Just cry, vent your longing to Aaron."

Qonni shook his hands to wipe away the tears in Ilyas's hold. The net was lifted slowly towards the man whose face was leaning towards him. Holding both wrists of Ayudia.

"Sorry, Mas," he muttered raspingly. Ilyas smiled as he shook his head.

"Love cannot be selfish. I understand and understand you very much. It's true I love you so much, Ayu. But I know you still love Him.I can't just take Aaron's place out of your heart."

A drop of tears flowed back. Ilyas kissed her cheek gently. No matter his lips became wet because of his wife's tears that were addressed to the ex-husband who had died.

"Mas just doesn't want you to suffer after marrying me. So, slowly we go through our marriage. Yeah.." he muttered with a forehead stuck to Ayudia's forehead. While both palms cupped his face.

Slowly Qonniah's heart began to calm down, his hands were back up to hold her husband's waist. Ayudia nodded slowly.

Ilyas smiled, kissing the forehead after that re-hugged the wife's body tightly. He thought of being patient for a while. Because, Ayudia's feelings are more important than her ego. Including, putting aside his jealousy when Ayu was still crying over Aaron's departure as it is today.