Sharing Love: Sunset With Love
Special Guest Arrival
### The previous chapter …
Back when they were friends, Arfan sometimes had faith in his family and Arini who happened to play in his house. A very melodious voice was able to thrill Arini's heart. In his heart, he hoped that one day he could pray together with the idol and his small family (if God united him with Arfan in marriage). It turns out that Allah granted do’a Arini. And this time the Creator tested Arini's love for her husband, Arfan.
“Yes Allah, O Lord, Forgive my sins, the sins of my husband, the sins of my parents, the sins of my in-laws and the sins of those I love. Make slave marriage a marriage that is always in Your pleasure. Amin “, Arini shed her tears and kowtowed while crying to wet her alphabet.
While in Arfan's room, the man was …
“Arin, I love you as my best friend. I can't change all that. I have my own love, and it is not you”, said Arfan who was standing on the balcony of his room while looking at a little sunlight that began to appear from a considerable distance.
“I prefer sunset”, without them knowing, Arfan and Arini say the same sentence, but in different places and situations. The arini? She was looking through an old photo of her friendship with her husband on their 17th birthday on a famous beach in the city.
*_*
The morning was well received by Arini. Today she will run her first day as a wife to Arfan, her best friend. When she came out of her room, accidentally met her husband, wearing sports clothes, Arfan had a habit of running early morning with Papa Anggara.
Before leaving the house, he gave the first sentence on the first day as a husband and wife, but not an expression of love. “Later I bought you some porridge. Assalamualaikum”
“Waalaikumsalam.” Arini looked at her wide back and her sturdy body belonged to her husband.
After that, Arfan started running small and ran around his residence. Meanwhile, Arini headed towards the kitchen.
“Hmmm, soothing fragrance.” Arini inhaled the scent of her favorite chamomille tea she had just made and drank it in front of the television screen.
“I like living here. Moreover, the kitchen is great. Must be mahal” apartment
Not long after, there was a loud and loud voice.
“Assalamualaikum”
Arini put down her cup and saw the intercomp look. There was a husband and wife and a child who were in the adult man's arms, definitely his father.
Opening the apartment door. “Waalaikumsalam”
“Who to look for?”
“I'm Jacob, Rin? Forgot ya?”
“Wah Yes, hi Jac. Come on come on, come on in. Sorry yes I forgot, understand we rarely meet, besides you often go abroad kan”
Arini invited her guests to sit down.
“Mbak Arini.” Sapa a woman who Arini knows as his wife Jac, a familiar call from Arini himself.
“Don't Mbak also forget the same name I ?”
“Hehehe yes, sorry yes?”
“I Farah, Mbak”
“Oh yes, let's love salim used to be the same beautiful aunt” Farah invites her son to reach Arini's right hand.
“Hai, Farah. Wow, that's so handsome." Kinan mecubit soft right cheek of a cute and very adorable little boy.
“You can also have a child, Jac.” Arini was happy. Finally, she did not speak alone anymore in her husband's apartment.
“Macih, Te Tik”, it turns out his son Jac is still not clear talk.
“Whose name, Darling?”
“Jef Candra, his call Jef, his age is only 3 years, Ma'am.” Farah answered.
“Hehehe, young marriage yes story”
“Definitely donk, so as not to cause slander later in”
They laughed together because of Jacob's words.
Jacob looked at the entire room and looked for something. “Oh yes, which husband?”
“Custom, she is running morn”
“You have breakfast?”
“Not yet. Nih, my wife was blind this morning did cook a lot, let us have breakfast here together-bareng”
“Iya, Ma'am. We're ready with yuk, Mbak”
“Wah, very hot. Should be the host who entertains, not vice versa”
“Sans, Rin”
“Yuk, papa's son we look around the car there.” Jacob carried his young son who was still engrossed in his toy cars and carried him to a large window.
“Bil?”
# in the kitchen of Arfan and Arini apartment.
Farah took out the food from the bushel she was carrying. “Mbak likes to cook?”
While Arini who took the equipment to eat and food containers brought by his guests.
“Yes, I love to cook, Far. You don't call me mbak donk, call Arini. Yes yes?”
“But, Mbak ..”
“Arini”
“Alright, Arini.” Finally, Farah does not call Arini with frills ‘mbak’.
“Mbak likes to cook what food? I also love cooking you”
“Well really? Can we cook together. I'd rather make dessert, Far”
“Boleh-can, good idea. Mas Jac said, you open the cafe?”
“Yes, Jasmine Cafe, come yes. There are a lot of menu. There is a fruit pie ...,” and Arini started to promote the cafe.
“When I'm with my family there ya”
“Siap”
They talked and laughed together while preparing breakfast together.
Without them realizing it, there were two pairs of eyes that saw the interaction of the two beautiful women.
“I'm sure, the choice of women Papa and Mama is not wrong, Ar”
Yep, near the kitchen door, Arfan who had just come from his morning run, was greeted with a funny laugh belonging to Jef and his father, Jacob. The two of them headed straight for the kitchen together, but stopped suddenly due to the humorous sound of laughter that was pleasant to hear.
“Papa, tu mop.” Aden, Jacob was confused by his son's words. But, he understood what his son wanted because Jef was holding his stomach which meant he was hungry.
“Remember, Bro. Regrets are always at the end of the story.” Again, Jacob tried to advise his best friend to accept his marriage and live with his best friend, as well as his wife, Arini.
Jacob has been Arfan's best friend since college. So, he can get to know Arini. They only occasionally met, because Jacob often played with his male friend, Arfan, as his best friend. Sometimes, they tell each other about their pasts, including Arfan and Arini's friendship.
“Assalamualaikum” Arfan says hello while continuing his steps to take a cold water drink.
However, before he got to the front door of the refrigerator. Arini first took the cold water and handed it over.
“Waalaikumsalam.” Arini and Farah answered their greetings.
“This, Mas, drink”
“Ma, Jef laper said” Farah took over Jef from his papa sling.
“Uutu, laper mama's son yes, Darling”
“Tu pel, Ma”
"You don't see my son holding his stomach, I guess, Jef pointed at the pel-pel tool. The pel” Jacob squashed himself with his son. He turned his head to his son's stomach.
“Hahahah” Laughter Jef gives a new color in the apartment for newlyweds.
Jacob also kissed a glimpse of his wife's forehead.
Arini smiled at the happiness of the little family.
“If Mas Arfan and I could be happy like that, continue to have a funny child. Me and Mas Arfan must be very happy. Father, Mother, Papa and Mama are also happy. But, is that likely to happen. If, my wedding is now like this.” Arini muttered with a smile that was still etched beautifully on her lips, yet her eyes implied sadness.
Arfan looked at his wife's expression.
“I know you are not happy with this marriage, Arini. But, I still can't pretend to be as happy as you.” Arfan tried to keep smiling, so that no one would know about the reality of his married life.
Yahhh, although Jacob and perhaps his wife also know, how the life of a pair of friends from childhood ended in a marriage because of the betrothal of their two families.
_______Tiger
I want to join the race, hopefully escape yes 😁️
Support me :]
Follow, Like and comment yes ....
I'm still a rookie, guys. Hope you like it.
Wait for the continuation of the story of SUNSET WITH LOVE Yes. Don't forget to stop by my other novel, DAD FOR ARLAN, LOVE FIRST
############################################
