Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

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In the afternoon, at 3 o'clock 5 minutes, Afifa woke up to coincide with the reverberation of the Ashar Adhan. When she opened her eyes, she realized that she was still asleep on the lap of her husband.

Slowly Afifa got up, and saw her husband who was still asleep, leaning on the back of the sofa. Afifa smiled, momentarily enjoying the beautiful scenery before her, the plain face of her husband that was filled with sweaty circles on her forehead. Afifa took a tishu in front of her, then slowly wiped the sweaty fur on her husband's forehead.

Fauzi woke up and immediately held Afifa's hand in front of her face. "I'm a.. Did you wake up?" asked Fauzi's hoarse voice while squinting her eyes at Afifa.

Afifa smiled, "Yeah, Aji must have been sleeping in this position," Afifa rubbed her husband's hair.

"Hmmm..," Fauzi closed his eyes again, then shuffled and placed his head on the lap of Afifa.

"Lo's? want to go to bed again?" afifa asked, still stroking her husband's head, which was now on his lap.

"Just a moment" Fauzi said without opening his eyes.

Afifa smiled, "Well, just ten minutes, yes, it's Ashar, we also have to prepare to take the uniform to the house of Madam Wulan."

Fauzi nodded, then went back to sleep spoiled on his wife's lap. Afifa just smiled looking at her husband's indulgence.

Ten minutes passed, Afifa patted Fauzi's shoulder gently. "Sister.., Let's get up...!" afifa whispers in Fauzi's ears.

"Hmmm..," Fauzi replied.

"It's late afternoon, Come on!" Afifa's hand stroked Fauzi's cheek. But Fauzi still didn't move. "Darling.., wake up!" Say Afifa then.

Fauzi raised his hand, then pointed at his cheek with his index finger, "Here first!" he said hoarsely.

"What?" ask Afifa with a smile.

"Hmmm.., Oh dear..," whined Fauzi.

Afifa understood, she bent her body and kissed her husband's right cheek.

Fauzi smiled, then turned his head to face Afifa. His fingers pointed at his lips. "This too" he said with a smile but still did not open his eyes.

"See..what the fuck?" afifa.

"Ayoooo..., let me be excited," whined Fauzi again.

Afifa bent her body again, and pressed her lips against her husband's lips, as quickly as Fauzi's hand held Afifa's nape, and a long kiss ensued.

Fauzi let go of his embrace after taking a sip on his wife's lips. He opened his eyes, then smiled, "Give me the gift," he said, then got up and sat himself beside Afifa.

Afifa blushed, "Fifa wants to take a bath first huh, sister!" afifa said as she stood up and walked towards the room after getting a nod from her husband. Fauzi smiled triumphantly.

After the two performed the Ashar Prayer, they again prepared to leave for Wulan's house, a large plastic bag containing uniform that he had taken after returning from the conangan this afternoon from the SS Collection did not forget they brought along.

At 4:30, Fauzi's car stopped in front of a closed Wulan boutique. Both of them turned towards the large house that stood firmly with a distance of several meters beside the boutique. Still smelled of paint, indicating the house had just finished in the wake. There were several people in front of the house who were busy pairing some tents and wedding decorations.

Afifa and Fauzi walked up to the house, saw a signpost in front of the house with the inscription Yuyun Wedding Organizer, showing the name of the owner of the WO who handles the decorations at this Wulan wedding.

Afifa looked around the house, not seeing Wulan or Thalita there, They only saw a young woman who was busy giving instructions to her employees who were decorating this house with white fabric and original flowers that make the room fragrant.

"Assalamualaikum" said Afifa and Fauzi when he was at the door.

The young lady turned her head, "Waalaikum hail," she replied as she approached Fauzi and Afifa, "Eh there are guests," she said kindly and greeted the two, "Please! Mul tea is in the back," he said.

"Thank you, Tea!" afifa.

"Call Tea Yuyun alone, I'm her friend Teh Mul, who is in charge of arranging the decorations and bridal makeup for tomorrow's event" she said with a smile.

"O yes Tea Yuyun, I'm Afifa and this is My Husband Brother Fauzi," Afifa introduced herself.

"Yes, I already know. Teh Mul often told me about you guys," He said again with a sweet smile, making Afifa raise both eyebrows to convince her hearing. Tea Yuyun nodded back to reassure the two, "Come! come inside! Thalita was also in her room, I stayed again to continue my work yes" she said.

the beautiful young woman who was petite and white was back on her job after getting a nod from Afifa and Fauzi.

Afifa walked into the back room followed by Fauzi who tipped the bag of white crackles. "Hey...! you have come" said Wulan, who had just come out of her room. He immediately approached the two.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am!" greet Afifa.

"Waalaikum greetings," Wulan replied with a happy smile, "Come here Fa...! Sit down, Zi!" He said again, holding Afifa's arm and guiding her to sit on the living room sofa.

This large house still looks spacious, because not much furniture has entered it, only some important furniture that has been moved from the old Wulan house. In addition to not having time, Wulan also deliberately did not move everything in advance so that the house is spacious enough to accommodate all the guests invited at his wedding tomorrow.

"Thank you, Fa! I'm sorry, I took care of you and Fauzi" Wulan held Afifa's hand.

"No, Ma'am! Fifa Seneng can even help Mbak Wulan," Afifa turned to look at the pocket of crackle next to Fauzi. "This is the uniform you see first, ma'am! it's all 11 pieces, and it's a record of the size, right?" Afifa took out the notebook that Mother Sri Murni gave her this afternoon. "This is for Mbak Emilya, Mbak Rosidah and Mbak Masroin his cousin mbak Wulan who is from east Java," Afifa kept his notes while taking out one by one uniforms from inside the bag of crackles that had been named.

"Where's thalita?" ask Fauzi.

"It's in his room, come in! the door was a picture of the doll" Wulan's hand pointed towards the room door.

"Sodara Mbak Wulan all live in East Java huh?" afifa asked after her husband was no longer seen in front of her.

"Yes, they're my cousins from Mom. My mother was East Javanese. After marriage, the mother in boyong father who is the original Bandung, but the father is an only child and does not have much sodara" said Wulan.

"O that way, there is no sandara pantesan near Mbak Wulan here,"

"Yes, but Thank God, after I told you about my wedding plans a week ago, they were ready to take the time to come to the event tomorrow," Wulan smiled, her mind glaring back to her childhood, "As a child we often played together in our hometown of Banyuwangi. It's just that after marriage, they were taken by their respective husbands, Emilia's mother lived in Surabaya, Rosi's mother in Boyolali and Masroin's mother in Blitar."

"Well.., seneng once can get back together yes, Ma'am!" afifa.

"Yes, I can't wait to meet them, maybe soon come, Ashar they have telephon already entered the Cipularang toll he said, I've also Sharelok to them," Wulan smiled.

"Alhamdulillah, hopefully their journey is smooth yes, I can also be in touch with them," said Afifa.

"Aamiin..," Wulan cupped both hands to his face.

"This is also a uniform for others already named," said Afifa again.

"Yes, thank you, Fa! If you don't introduce me to Ms. Sri, don't know how her uniform is" Wulan said.

"Yes, sama2, Ma'am!" Answer Afifa.

The sound of cars stopping in front of the house. Both of them were silent for a moment to clarify their hearing. "Maybe it's them coming" Wulan said as he stood up. "Let's see the Fa!" bring him.

Afifa followed Wulan towards the front door. And it turned out to be true, one family got out of the car.

"Assynn...!" Say them when they set foot on the porch.

"Greetings, Miss Rosi! Sister Emil! Ma'am Mas! I'm so glad you guys could come" Wulan said, embracing all three, not feeling Wulan's tears come out just like that, because it's nice to be reunited with her sodara after almost 15 years of not seeing each other.

"Thank God, we're fine, Lan! How are you doing? why never call us? your number was changed anyway, so we couldn't reach you" said a woman Wulan called with Ms. Rosi, she is the daughter of her mother's eldest sister Wulan.

"Sorry, Mom! a lot has happened so long ago when told. But Alhamdulillah please we can connect again yes Ma'am, although initially through social media" said Wulan.

"Yes, Allah still allows us to meet again" said Masroin.

"Yes, let's get everyone in!" take Wulan, then turn her gaze to the cute children who are behind them with their husbands, "hey pretty and handsome children, what's his name?" ask Wulan again.

"This is my son, Lan! her name is Keyla" said Rosi.

"This is my son, Naura," said Madam Emilya

"And this is my son, Nawal." Connect mbak Masroin.

"MasyaAlloh, funny-funny you guys," said Afifa chimed in, his affection for the children always could not cover when he saw them.

"Yes, meet my friend Afifa" Wulan said, holding Afifa's shoulder.

"Assalamualaikum," said Afifa smiling kindly.

"Waalaikum greetings," answered the three no less friendly. Afifa shone through all three.

"Come on, let's get in!" wulan.

As the group enters the house, Wulan immediately calls out to Thalita from her room, and introduces her daughter to her husband, also introducing Fauzi as the husband of Afifa. Mr. Herman also seemed happy because he could meet the family of his wife Al Marhum.

Everyone gathered in the family room, sharing experiences in a light laugh and eating the dishes that have been provided. Until they tried on the uniform given by Wulan.

Everyone laughed happily, especially Wulan, now he felt that happiness came to him. His love that has received the blessing of the parents of her future husband, his home that has just been completed, also his family who can now gather on his happy day tomorrow.

Gratitude continues to be offered for all the blessings he received this time, hopefully this happiness will continue to cover his life so that he forgets all the pain and struggle for 10 years.

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Just a few more parts to the end yes Readers... May you always faithfully read this story to the end.

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By: Rahma Husnul