Seikhlas Clouds Accompany Rain

Morning Walk

After replacing his cocoon with a t-shirt, Ilyas turned his head. He saw that his wife had not finished breastfeeding. Even Qonni seemed to have difficulty, typing words with one hand.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"This, Mas. I again copy some chapter evaluation questions, to enter the UTS problem sheet. Because it's not manual anymore. Not yet, Miss Emi has to copy photos."

"Oh, which one is it? Let me help you here." Ilyas approached, who hurriedly made Qonni cover his chest which was still sucked by Nisa.

"Living in chapter five equals six, Mas. This one, this, hold this too, this, same this." Showing everything, the man understood. He strengthened his glasses and sat down in place of Ayu who was vigorously rising.

Ayu who felt helped began to calm down, she walked slowly, moving position on the bed. Luckily Ilyas was there this morning, so he had no trouble. Not to mention, Ilyas and himself worked in the same field. No need to bother explaining.

A few minutes passed, Nisa let go of her suction. Put the boy on the bed, to play. While Qonni accompanied him while occasionally monitoring Ilyas' work.

"Alhamdulillah."

"Well done, Mom?" tanyanya enthusiastic.

"Udah, try checking. Something's wrong, isn't it?" Ilyas moved to the bed where Qonni had been. Alternating with Qonni who hurriedly saw the results of her husband's work.

"MashaAllah..." His lips covered a happy smile.

"Where?" Ilyas asked while kissing Nisa.

"Beres, Mas. Thanks, huh?"

"Sama-sama, dear," she replied with a smile towards Nisa who was holding her index finger.

With the spirit of the woman to copy the data and then move it to the email column. Reread it a little after that send.

"Alhamdulillah, my work is done" he said, closing the laptop.

"Aren't you busy now?" tanyanya while holding Nisa's body and walking closer to Qonni. The woman shook her head.

"No, Mom."

"Then, we go out yuk."

"Where?"

"Jalan. Find wind..."

"Wind is sought. It's got a fan, it's just real."

The man slashed his wife's cheeks with one hand. "It's different, honey. Time yes in the same natural air artificial wind?"

Looking at the raised face made Ilyas anxious, not to mention Qonni's sweet smile which made him unable to bear to kiss his lips.

"Mas can't kiss you, anyway?" whispers lirih.

"I–it?" Back to feeling nervous.

"Later on. The sunrise hunt..." Ilyas chuckled in response to Qonni's thin smile feeling relieved. It is also impossible for them to kiss in front of the baby.

Hold Ilyas, hold...

"Well, you guys go get some porridge for breakfast, Nisa." Rise up from his sitting position, about to take a hasty step in the man's hold.

"There's forgetfulness, Deck."

"What is forgetfulness?" Pulling one eyebrow in wonder.

"Yuk, he said he wanted to get out" instead intending to run away.

"Well, what's this business?" Still pointing towards his own cheek. "A little bit..."

No choice, Qonni immediately gave a very short kiss on Ilyas' cheek, so that all could run quickly. He wanted to immediately run away, whether the power of Ilyas' hands immediately swiftly held his waist.

"Ana Uhibbuki Fillah, Yes Habibati..." Ilyas whispered to his wife who was in the arms of one hand. Because one hand was holding Nisa.

The woman at his side was stunned by Ilyas' affectionate expression that led to a kiss on the forehead. The man opened his eyes after the lips no longer stuck to his forehead. Qonni did not answer at all, he was only confused to answer or respond to which way.

"Pake the hijab, let's go for a walk. Wait outside, yeah." Smirking Nisa's chubby cheeks, Ilyas swung a step towards the door.

While the suddenly frozen woman was still standing in place and slumped, sitting on the floor after the door closed.

"Oh my God, my heart..."

Qonni touched his thumping chest, his trembling body did not escape.

***

Walking in the morning after the rain last night was different. The filtered air becomes more comfortable in the breath.

A couple of newlyweds with one toddler continued down the paved road. While occasionally greeting the neighbors who pass by.

"It's pretty solid here, huh?"

"Yes, Mas. Is it not so in Mas Ilyas?" tanyakanya.

"So, but not rich here. Cileungsi area is still many vacant gardens owned by residents. So the atmosphere is not a very rich city of Babelan," he replied.

"When I was a kid, there was a lot of vacant land, not rich now."

"Oh, huh?"

"Yes, right there..." Qonni pointed at a large building. "It was a field that used to make children play. It just changed a lot."

"Yes, the more the times change, there will be many changes." Ilyas lifted Nisa up high, until the boy laughed loudly. Not to mention when Dad continued to kiss her slightly open stomach. Nisa's getting dizzy.

"Why did you choose me anyway?" The sudden question coming out of Qonni's lips made Ilyas stop his activities. Back down Nisa's body to the chest.

"You'll know the answer, Deck."

"Because of pity? Or feel guilty?"

Ilyas budged, as if back in memory of his mass events. As for Qonni so regretted having asked such a question earlier.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"No. You're not wrong, it's just me." Ilyas picked the wildflowers and handed them to Qonni, who he received directly. "I feel guilty for sure, but if it's just guilt without love, I can't marry you, right?"

Qonni mangosteen. Yes there is a point. Logical reasons...

"Yourself, what is the reason for accepting me?" Turning asked, the woman actually had no answer other than tired because she was told to marry again. But he couldn't answer honestly, right? "Was there a sense of love for men annoying when you ask for an autograph as, Maba?"

"We bought baby porridge for Nisa first, yes, Mas. There..," he asked to divert and then walk slowly first.

"Early..." With a smile cheeked the man followed Qonni's steps. Followed it.