Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

Times Past...

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The time showed at 4:05 pm when Fauzi turned his car into the spacious courtyard of the Al Huda pesantren complex. The atmosphere of the pesantren is quite quiet, because the santri are in the madrosah to follow the study of Ba'da Ashar delivered by the Mudarris there.

The two got out of the car, and immediately headed to the place of the wudlu, then entered the pesantren mosque to perform the Ashar Prayer a little late first.

Finished with his obligations, the two walked towards the residence of Apa Kiyai. Not to forget Fauzi tote a bag of white crackles filled with fruit hands that he had bought on the road earlier. A santri hurriedly approached them as the two said their greetings, then let them into the house and waited in the living room. The two sat on chairs facing a table filled with glass jars containing various snacks and mineral water neatly lined up.

Before long What Kiyai came out approached them was followed by Ceuceu. Fauzi and Afifa immediately stood up and said their greetings, then reached out their hands to shake hands and kissed the hand of his Master.

"MasyaAlloh Tabaarokalloh, What a pleasure to see you come here with a bright face like this," said What kiyai who was very understanding with the domestic turmoil of these two students. "How are you guys?"

"Thank God be good, What! With Allah's permission, we are doing very well at the moment" Fauzi replied. "Is your family healthy too?"

"Thank God, we are healthy, Zi!" Did Kiyai smile, then turned her gaze to Afifa who was faithfully listening to the chatter of her Husband and Teacher. "O yeah, Afifa's kind of fat right now, isn't she, Umi?" he said, looking at his wife.

"Yes right, Abi! Are you pregnant, son?" ask Ceuceu to Afifa.

Afifa smiled and nodded, "Betul Ceuceu," Afifa replied.

"Alhamdulil was bornobbil Alamiin..," Apa Kiyai and his wife said in unison, both of whom seemed happy while staring at Fauzi and Afifa alternately.

"Our arrival here, actually intended to invite Apa and Ceuceu at the 4th monthly Tasyakuran event Afifa content, Apa!" Fauzi.

"Alhamdulillah, when is the show?" ask What.

"InsyaAlloh tomorrow the day after tomorrow, What!" answer Fauzi.

Did Kiyai appear speechless and frowned, "Can't she be taken down?" tanyakanya.

"It just so happens, according to the calculation of the Obstetrician, tomorrow the day after the age of the womb of Afifa is exactly 4 months and 10 days, so we will hold Tasyakuran right on that day."

"Hmmm.., that's right, Zi! As mentioned in a hadith of the history of the Muslim Imam, the age of 4 months and ten days is the time of the coming of Allah sent an angel to blow the soul into the womb of a mother, and he is commanded to write down four things; his fortune, his death, his charity, and whether he be wretched or happy.

So we should be grateful and pray on that day so that God gives safety, health and make the child conceived later as a godly or godly child.

Maybe this is just a tradition, especially in Java. But, if the activities carried out are positive, such as reading the Qur'an, sharing remembrance, or supporting orphans, then the show of salvation when 4 months pregnant, it is very good to do," Papar Apa Kiyai.

Fauzi and Afifa seemed to be beards listening to the explanation of his Master. Indeed, every time they came to this glorious place, they were always cooled with various sciences that were spoken from his mouth.

Did Kiyai seem to take a deep breath, then again said, "Actually What would it be like to come to this good event. However, later tonight What should go to Cianjur and the possibility of returning next Monday," he said seemed to regret.

Fauzi and Afifa looked at each other, "So...., can't it come?" ask Fauzi drowning. "Actually we want What leads the show and its Do'a later."

"What a great regret, but the event in Cianjur tomorrow really can't What to miss," Obviously What Kiyai, then suddenly his lips smiled. "But don't worry, I'm going to send Ceuceu's youngest brother from Purwakarta, he just happens to be here. InsyaAlloh he can represent Apa to attend and lead your event," What Kiyai explained, then he turned to his wife, "Umi, please call Ade!" Said later.

Ceceu nodded then walked to the back.

"Well What, I believe in What" said Fauzi. "If you may know, Ceceu's sister what's her name?"

"Khoerudin Nurzaman," replied What Kiyai, "You must know him, you used to study together here, but only one year, because he continued his education in Cianjur," he explained later.

Fauzi and Afifa seemed to think of remembering the name mentioned by his teacher, had crossed Fauzi's mind about the figure of Kang Khoeruman who had been a security boarding school and had put his heart to Afifa. But it seems that it is not the figure, because as far as Fauzi knows, Kang Khoeruman is not from the pesantren family, but Santri from the outside who both studied here.

Before long Ceuceu returned with a young man who was almost as old as Fauzi. "Sit, Deck!" ceuceu orders his sister.

The young man nodded and said his greetings, "Assalamualaikum," his bass voice said.

"Waalaikum salam," answered the three in unison, turning to him.

"Deg!" Fauzi was aghast to see the figure of the man he once knew already standing before him. "Kang Khoer?" fauzi asked reflexively because of his astonishment. Same with Afifa.

The young man nodded. "Rubber, Zi!" said it.

"Isn't this Kang Khoeruman? not Kherudin Nurzaman?" ask Fauzi again.

"Betul, My name is Khoerudin Nurzaman, only the children often abbreviate my name to Khoeruman, probably because of my duty as security which they consider fierce, so they often call me Khoeruman, let it be as Aironman or Spiderman as possible," the young man called Kang khoer said with a slight smile, making everyone in the room laugh. Except for Fauzi of course, he still frowned.

"Just a second!" Fauzi raised his hand, still curious, considering he did not know at all that the kang khoer that he had been jealous of when he met him at the reunion two years ago turned out to be the sister-in-law of his own Master. "Kang Khoer is really his sister Ceuceu?" ask Fauzi.

"Yes, Zi!" Answer Ceuceu. "Ade Ceuceu deliberately does not want his identity in the knowledge of other students, so that there is no social jealousy, he said," explained Ceuceu.

"MasyaAlloh forgive me, Kang! I really don't know, and I also apologize for my poor treatment of Kang Khoer at the reunion at that time" Fauzi said.

"It's okay, Zi! I understand your attitude. Every Husband will also definitely behave like that when he knows the past of his wife," Kang Khoer smiled towards Fauzi and Afifa.

Their conversation continued until Maghrib arrived. Fauzi and Afifa perform prayers in advance at the pesantren mosque. Then they both paid off after previously giving their home address, so that kang Khoer is not difficult to find their home.

On the way home, Afifa's curiosity which she had been harboring was now asked to her husband. "Sister! Fifa still doesn't understand what Aji's sister talked about with Kang Khoer, what kind of past do you have?"

"Hmmm? curious huh?" Fauzi turned his head briefly towards Afifa while smiling at her, then returned to focusing on the streets.

"Yes, my brother... Why bring Fifa all?"

"Later, I'll definitely be home" said Fauzi, winking one eye.

"Iiiih.., make me curious," Afifa pouted while turning her face towards the road filled with flickering night lights.

"Udah don't sulk, then Big Brother blahin," Fauzi tapped his wife's chin. He also refocused on his drive. "O yeah, what about the food for the day after tomorrow? ready already?" Fauzi diverted the conversation.

"Already, Fifa had telephon Cathering Kitchen Tiny, they were ready to deliver 250 rice boxes before the event began, and for snacks, Ibu Siti and Bi Yati are ready to make 15 kinds of market snacks for 250 invitations" Afifa replied with a smile towards her husband.

"Alhamdulillah" said Fauzi. Brother has also requested data to Mr. RW. Tomorrow we make 120 envelopes huh, Deck! for orphans 22 envelopes and the rest for our underprivileged sodara."

"Yes, Brother!" Answer Afifa. Both of them smiled, their minds drifting at the event they were going to make as much as possible the day after tomorrow.

At 8 pm they arrived at his house, Afifa who was still wearing her school uniform since this morning, immediately cleaned herself in the bathroom. Same with Fauzi. Then the two pray together Isya and dinner with food that they had bought on the way home.

After dinner, tiredness began to feel, Afifa immediately went into her room to rest. However, her curiosity reappeared when she saw her husband enter her room. He also put himself on the bed.

"Sister!" call Afifa while hugging the bolster pillow on her lap.

"Hmm?" replied Fauzi who was installing a charger cable on his phone.

"Fifa was still curious about that one," Afifa stared at her husband's movements.

Fauzi turned his head, looked at Afifa for a bit, then laughed, "Ha ha ha..., still curious, Dek?" he said without stopping his laughter.

"Ih.., even laughing, Fifa is serious too," Afifa pouted.

"So gini," Fauzi approached Afifa, then sat cross-legged facing Afifa on the bed, "First.., When you were Junior High, Kang Khoer had once confided with Brother, he said you had a crush, and he said that he had a crush on you, and will wait for you until you graduate from college" Fauzi pinched Afifa's nose, only to listen to her husband's explanation.

"Huh? is she? how do I not know?" ask Afifa.

"Nobody told me" replied Fauzi. Afifa's forehead was still wrinkled. "In fact, Kang Khoer once nitipin same letter to you, because he thought that we were like sodara met big." Fauzi smiled in light of the incident.

"Continue?" ask Afifa.

"Silver doesn't like it, so I threw away the letter" Fauzi replied.

"LT...! how is it not safe?" afifa Protest.

"Eh...., can't you be cool if you get a love letter from Kang Khoer? hayo ngakuuu...." Fauzi.

"Lo's? How did Aji say that? Fifa just said, Aji's sister is not trustworthy. Fifa used to know love, yeeeeey..." Afifa hit her husband's chest.

"Ha ha ha.., I'm sorry, I didn't want anyone to be with you, let alone have a crush on my little girl," Fauzi said with a smile and cupped his hands in his wife's face.

"Hmmm..., indeed since when did Kak Aji like Fifa?" Afifa asked with a glance.

"Hmmm..., since when?" Fauzi seemed to think, "Sister doesn't know either, Deck! To be sure, at that time, I was always happy to see you happy and always sad to see you sad. And.., I still remember when your face turned bright, when your name was called to the stage to receive the best santri award trophy every year. Brother was always the first to sit on stage to watch your cheerful face," Fauzi looked at Afifa's face, then smiled.

"Iiih.., sister Aji..," Afifa was speechless, her face reddened to hear the sweet story of her husband in her past. Afifa approached Fauzi while burying her head in her husband's arms. For a long time Fauzi kissed Afifa on the forehead, and the two lay on a show of love, immersing themselves in their most comfortable place.

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