Seikhlas Clouds Accompany Rain

A present

In the room, Ilyas entered first to the closet door where his bag was stored. At another angle, on the doorway that was still open Qonni observed what her husband was doing taking out a black backpack and putting it on the floor.

Without speaking anything, the young man reached into the contents of his bag, looking around for something and a glimpse of a smile carving his shady face as the item he was looking for was found. The man pressed the frame of his glasses while getting up, stepping towards the wife.

"This is for you, Dek," he said while offering a medium-sized blue velvet box in the shape of a heart.

Without answering, Qonni was stunned to see what box he could guess. It was back then, when Aaron handed over a box of the same color as a graduation gift.

Having no response other than Qonni's silence, Ilyas opened it immediately. He hopes that when the wife sees the contents she will be happy.

Two gold necklaces with different initials of different size are plastered in front of the eyes. Between haru, and sad all overlapped in his mind.

"It's just young gold anyway. But I'll try, I'll buy better than this for you guys" he continued without removing a single genuine smile on his lips.

His mouth was still mute, with a gaze directed at the figure of the man who was confused due to Qonni's response like this, not to mention his hand that was not the least raised to accept, not to mention his, even though the velvet box is already there leading to him.

"I was wrong, huh? Or do you not like the model?" ask Ilyas plain.

Qonni shed tears and then sighed. She walked past her husband without touching the jewelry box.

Oh my God does he really not like my gift? And he's angry now?

Ilyas' gaze was fixed on the necklace that tried hard he bought within a month before the wedding. Against wind, rain and heat, travel miles and miles to look for extras. For the sake of a precious gold chain this could be coiled around the necks of his wife and children.

The jewelry was deliberately not shown at the time of akad other than the wedding ring. Because of his intention, he only wanted to give personally to his eternal lover.

Ilyas closed the jewelry box and hurriedly turned his body toward the wife who had been sitting on the bed.

"De," called him while sitting next to Qonni. "I'm sorry if I didn't choose the model. Tomorrow we go to the store, yeah, we'll taper the necklace as you like."

The woman looked over while wiping her tears. "No, my mother."

"Not do it? I'm sorry. Seriously tomorrow afternoon we're straight for the tuker."

The more Ilyas tried to apologize with a soft speech, the more tears flowed. He himself did not dare to be honest, if the cause of tears was not because he did not like the necklace he bought, more because the way he gave the jewelry had made him so back to remember Aaron.

Ilyas grabbed his shoulders. Pulling closer to his flat chest. As for Qonni's heart was increasingly made into a dilemma. How to get rid of Aaron's longing and display happiness for her husband simultaneously. It was being thought of by this long-haired woman.

"I'm really sorry, honey," she said, stroking her hair.

Heard the sobs getting out of control, panicking the young man.

"If we're tukers now, let's get ready." Ilyas who was about to rise up was immediately restrained. Qonni held her husband's hand, then shook his head.

"I like it, Mas," he answered raucously.

"Likes?" Ilyas sat back down, then wiped away the tears. "Keep why you cry rich gini, I'm so worried loh."

The woman by his side did not answer, she did not want to hurt Ilyas. Until a few seconds when the heart starts to calm He starts to think clearly.

"Actually, I don't want you to bother this love to me let alone Nisa."

Ilyas frowned, had terbesit a sense of disappointment but a rush on the tepis and diverted it by waiting for an explanation from the lips Qonni.

"I actually have a necklace." Qonni showed a necklace that wrapped around his neck.

Failing to make his wife happy, Ilyas's hand shifted. Lowering the box from the top of the lap would be hidden to the other side.

"But I appreciate my Husband trying to give this to me. And I'm overwhelmed by that."

The wind blew his heart. He was sure that his wife was definitely not the type of woman who was kufr.

"And for one, you can't save it first. I don't want to get my son used to wearing jewelry let alone being a baby. It's very risky, Mommy."

Qonni tried to give understanding, without discouraging the young man who had just twenty-four hours officially become her husband.

Ilyas nodded, he thought it was fine and it made sense. Now he turns to fooling himself.

Then the necklace for Qonni, does the woman also still not want to wear because there is still a necklace from Aaron? Ilyas was still holding the medium-sized box.

So fruitless.

Nah! Nothing is in vain anyway.

Qonni raised both his hands and touched the back of the neck. Surely what he saw was like an answer mixed with relief in the heart of Ilyas.

Yes, Qonni was trying to release the necklace himself because he realized the look of sad and disappointed face Ilyas showed made him feel bad. Although the young man could hide, and Qonni was very sensitive.

Seeing his wife in trouble, Ilyas hurriedly put the box in hand and helped take it off.

"Why is this on the loose?" Ask Ilyas.

"Because there is something new" he answered without thinking. Although far from the bottom of his heart, he felt heavy.

"Keep, do you want to wear that from me?" ask again with hope.

Qonni looked at the face then nodded. Ilyas' smile returned, The man immediately kissed his wife's forehead.

"I put it on, yes," he gave a nod of his head. With the spirit of the bespectacled young man opened his hook then paired it on Qonni's neck.

And when the twenty-two-carat gold object was placed beautifully around his wife's neck, Ilyas was delighted. At least his efforts were not in vain.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Thank you?" Ilyas asked in a seductive tone, the woman before him was just smiling.

She gave a gentle kiss on her husband's cheek like this morning. However, what Ilyas replied was unexpected. The young man landed his kiss on his lips.

The unprepared Qonni hurriedly broke away by turning his face away. As usual Ilyas just smiled, he felt there was no harm in trying again.

The timid face of Qonni to return to him. After that, without requiring permission again Ilyas again approached the face of Ayudia and landed a kiss on the lips.

One hand Qonni squeezed the sheets, as he felt a gentle movement toying with his lips until they got wet. A breath of freshness he could feel along with the sweet game like an expert man.

No, I was wrong. Men have their own instincts. So not because of frequent exercise, just based on instinct that works when the prey is in sight.

Adzan Dzuhur. Stopping the gentle movements of the husband. Ilyas removed Ayudia's lips and opened his eyes slowly. When his hot blood had risen, the man tried to restrain himself while rubbing Qonni's lips which made him feel opium.

He let go of the woman for a moment, better held until night. Because the time of Dzuhur has arrived he must attach importance to his worship.