Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

Husband Dreams...

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"Assalamualaikum warohmatulohi..."

The sound of Ustadz Ali greeting from the mosque loudspeaker near the house, echoed in Afifa's ear, "Astaghfirulloh...!" When his crooked eyes opened, and immediately sat himself on a mattress that was still held in the family room, Afifa stared at the wall clock hanging on the side of his house still faithfully ticking at 03:30, she rolled her eyes across the room, all her family and her husband's family were still sleeping around, maybe they were tired after the incident.

Her eyes were still spinning looking for her husband's figure, "Why doesn't Kak Aji exist? where's she?" muttered. Afifa shifted her body that felt crumpled, ah.rasa want to go back to lying down, but she could not bear to urinate, he said, he could not bear if he had to wake one of those who fell asleep so soundly.

He tried to get up, endure the pain all over his body, his hands holding on to the wall of his house so that his body did not look down on him. A sense of blockage in the lower part, forcing himself to step slowly towards the back bathroom.

When passing through the room room that is usually used as a place of prayer, Afifa stopped, his eyes caught someone there who was sitting on a prayer mat complete with a sarong and coffee, while raising both hands, and his head, saying Do'a's words interspersed with a small stuffing from her mouth.

"Astaghfirullohal adzim.This sin-covered servant begs You for forgiveness, O Allah, give spaciousness and sincerity in the soul of the servant in order to receive all Your teachings, eliminate the regret and disappointment that is now present in my mind, erase my memory of the loss of something that you once entrusted to me, even if for just a moment she fills my day, it feels so beautiful and makes it hard for me not to remember it for a second, I know, You know everything, then strengthen my heart and my wife's heart".

The strands of do'a that her husband spoke sounded so heartbreaking in Afifa's ear, her tears trickling back, recalling her mistakes and carelessness, her weak legs trembling unable to support her body, she said, where ever lunglai fell sat on the floor right in front of the door of the room mushola.

Fauzi who heard the sound of collapsing and the cry of his wife immediately twisted his body, staring intently at his crying wife while bowing there.

"Darling..." He got up and approached his wife, "Why is he here?" fauzi Replek's hands grabbed Afifa's body, grabbed her shoulders and tried to lift her bowed face in tears.

Afifa raised her face slowly, looking at her husband's face with her wet eyes, "I'm sorry Sister.hiks.

"Hey..kok keep apologizing?, it's not your fault, let's just go to the room", Embracing his wife's body to carry it, but Afifa kept quiet. "Will you go to the bathroom first? I help you" he said calmly.

without waiting for his wife's answer, Fauzi held Afifa's small body and took her to the bathroom in her room, "Don't worry, I'll keep you company" he said as he walked in holding Afifa into the room.

When he was finished and clean, Fauzi again held Afifa and leaned her slowly against the bed in his room, then he stood shut the door and locked it, and again sat beside his wife.

"Kaaak.", call Afifa while leaning her body into her husband's field.

"Yes..?", replied Fauzi, his hand playing his wife's fingers that felt cold on her lap.

"Aji's not mad at Fifa?" he asked slowly, his gaze blankly straight towards the bathroom door.

"No, why should I be angry?"

"Because I was so upset and forced myself to come to Madam Wulan's house, even though I knew exactly my condition".

Fauzi took a heavy breath, "All has happened, let us take a lesson in the future", paused as if he was thinking, then resumed his words, "Again, anyway, has not every soul made a covenant with God when it was first pierced by the spirit of diversity, perhaps our child can only live in the world in just 5 hours, and you know... that holy soul will be a saving for us in the afterlife", Fauzi smiled at his wife.

Afifa looked up at her husband's backrest, looked him in the eyes and smiled.

Fauzi kissed his wife's forehead and held her tightly.

As time went on, Afifa was still lulled in the comfort of her husband's embrace, until her eyes fell asleep again, as well as Fauzi, they were lulled by the cold of the morning air until they did not realize that the dawn prayer had reverberated.

***

Umi woke up to the sound of the Adhan, her eyes looking for the figure of her daughter who is now no longer beside her, Afifa? where is he?, he murmured. Umi's view turned to Mama, she tried to wake him up, "Bu Haji.., it's dawn", patting Pa H's wife's shoulder gently. Ramadhan.

Mama woke up, rubbing her face with both hands, "Hooaaam., yes Umi", trying to gather her consciousness.

"Afifa there's no Hajj Ma'am, did the hajj ma'am see it?" ask Umi.

"No.., maybe to the bathroom".

"Self?.didn't be able to move freely, let's see!" get Umi worried. The two got up, looking for Afifa to the back, kitchen, dining room and bathroom, but neither was found, their chatter made Hanita and Nadia wake up.

"What's the matter Ma?" hanita asked with a hoarse voice typical of people waking up.

"Afifa there is no Nit" replied Mama.

"Lo...isn't Semalem sleeping next to Umi?" ask Hanita.

"Yes, but he was no longer fit Umi wake up earlier, behind also no". replied Umi.

"Fauzi is also absent" Hanita said, turning her gaze toward her sleeping father, because she knew last night Fauzi was sleeping next to Papa.

"Yes, maybe Afifa was with him", The mama's head turned to the living room and the door of Fauzi's room was closed.

"Hmmm.certainly in her room", Nadia chimed in with a slight smile.

"Let's see!, Umi has not calmed down if you have not confirmed it", invite Umi.

The four of them walked towards the main room of the house.

Mama tried to turn the door handle, but it was locked from the inside, she also began to knock, "Tok..tok..tok...!" The sound of the door being knocked on by Mama. "Zi...! Fauzi...!, you guys inside?" call him.

Afifa was aghast at the knocking of the door and the sound of Mama calling her husband. "Sister.., wake up!" Her voice shook her husband's arm that was coiled around her stomach.

Fauzi wriggled, "Why dear..?", his voice hoarse.

"Mama called out", turning her eyes towards the door.

"Oh.", raised his hand from his wife's body, then got up and fixed his messy scabbard, then walked lazily towards the door, his hand twisting the key child and "glek!" open door.

Fauzi was surprised when he opened the door, 4 women were standing in front of him, looking at him with a probing gaze, "Eh...emmm? how is everything here?" tanyanya.

Mama did not answer, she poked her head into the room that was only illuminated by a dim light, "Afifa is inside?" he asked, not paying attention to his son's question.

"Hhhhh...Thank goodness.", said everyone.

"You mean Zi.., can't go far last night like your wife?", ledek Hanita.

"Well, that's heavy, brother.haha.", replied Fauzi.

"Eh...don't tell me you're gonna do it again?" Search Hanita, "be careful Zi.!, Your wife is still Nifas", her god again.

"Ha ha.ya it is not Kak...! Fauzi tau kok", rubbing his hair up to his nape.

Fauzi's answer and behavior invited laughter and head bobbles from all of them.

"Sorry Ma.., Umi.and all that Afifa moved in", Afifa's voice suddenly appeared behind Fauzi in slow steps, his face bowed and flushed with shame.

"Grandfather dear", answered Mama, "we are only worried about you", stroking the head of his daughter-in-law.

Afifa smiled and nodded.

"O yes Fa, Sorry... Brother was just joking.let's laugh again", Hanita likes her smile.

"Yes Brother." replied Afifa.

"It's dawn Zi, let's pray first!" Mama's orders, while walking about to wake her husband, Umi, Hanita and Nadia follow her.

***

The morning came, a tinge of sunshine illuminated every corner of Bandung, a light bursting through the cracks of Afifa's bedroom windows, as if bringing a ray of hope that will take him on a new day and a new life.

Afifa was still in her room, sitting leaning against the pillows stacked to support her back, her hands still faithful to the prayer beads she held, the strands of dhikr's words continuously uttered from her moving lips.

His throat felt dry, but the drinking water in his room was gone. His gaze also turned toward the door of the room that was quite large, the door was deliberately open, the sound of his nephew who was busy playing, the sound of the washing machine roar, and the sound of the washing machine, the clang of dishes and cooking utensils hinted to him that there was cooperation in the kitchen there. It seems like everyone is busy, I better get out to pick it up myself.

Afifa placed the prayer beads beside her, then lowered her legs and slowly walked out of the room.

"Where are you going Dek?", asked Fauzi hurriedly to him when he saw the figure of his wife coming out of the room, his hands wet still left a little soap foam there.

"What's wrong with Aji?" Afifa asked back when she saw her husband's hand foaming

"Milk hehe..."

"Kok nyuci himself? don't you ask Bi Yati to wash it?"

"No, a lot of the leftover blood you gave birth to last night, so I washed it myself, it's a husband's duty, right?"

Afifa was just speechless looking in awe at her husband, truly the ideal husband she thought, if there was no one in her house, she would love to embrace her husband at this time.

"O yeah, what do you want out of the deck?" ask Fauzi again.

"Fifa just wanted to grab a drink, in the room, answered Afifa.

"Yes, I've got you, you just sit in the room!"

"No, I can" Afifa refused.

"Eits..honey.., come on.., let me take care of you this time", Fauzi said.

Afifa smiled at her husband, "Please, baby" she said, "but I'm tired of being in the room, I just sit in the front seat".

Fauzi nodded and asked Afifa to sit in the guest chair, then returned to take a glass of water.

"Assalamualaikum.", greet someone from outside the door of the house that is slightly open.

"Waalaikum salam", Afifa turned to Wulan and Talita who came with a young man behind her. "Mister Wulan? come on, come on in!" He said while trying to get down from the large chair was about to approach his guest.

In a slight hurry, Afifa did not notice her footing, her foot hit the foot of the table, and suddenly her body slammed and slammed, almost falling, but... "Hap...!" one's hands caught his body, making their faces so close, a split second their eyes met, both of them silent expressionlessly.

Fauzi, who had just come with a glass of water in his hand, just stood looking at the romantic scene of his wife with another man in front of him...

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