
The black Kawasaki motorbike entered the yard of the house. By shaking off teenage girls.
"Alhamdulillah! We're home!" Tantiyana spoke while getting off the bike.
"The key, it's on you, isn't Tan?" Harjunot took off his helmet. The family had just returned from the funeral.
"Mother, who brought Mas!"
Harjunot was already standing next to Tantiyana. They drove a car driven by Aghnia with his parents and Fitri.
"Mas!" Tantiyana called while pulling the tip of Harjunot's jacket.
"Yes, Tan? What's up?" Harjonot glanced at his sister.
"Mas, feel something weird, don't you?"
Harjunot frowned because of Tantiyana's words.
"Any? Whatchu mean? And what's so weird?"
"Sister Fitri!"
"Fitr?" Harjunot asked because he did not understand what his sister meant.
"Sister Fitri! Blind huh?—" Harjunot immediately cut off his sister's speech. "Guus!" He shut Tantiyana's mouth.
"Ih ... Mas, what the hell is playing scum!"
"If you have your mouth guarded by dong Tan!" Harjunot rubbed his palm on Tantiyana's shoulder.
"Ih ...What did Arjunot do, Tantiyana's shirt was made into a rag?" Tantiyana protested because of her age.
"Your saliva is stuck in Mas's hands!" Harjunot chuckled, while Tantiyana pouted.
"Oh, yeah Tan! What do you really suspect about Fitri?" Harjunot remembered the words of Tantiyana that he had cut.
"Em .. Gini yes Mas Arjunot! Mas, remember not meeting Kak Fitri for the first time?"
Harjunot thought for a moment as he entered Grandma's room that you hit. The veiled woman was sitting on the floor, waiting for her and her family to come.
"He's sitting down!"
"As soon as, Mas asked for permission to see two men, he said no?"
"At that moment, he nodded Tan!"
"Have he gone deaf?" Tantiyana asked.
Harjunot thought about Tantiyana's words, how could a deaf person hear.
"Maybe he likes to nod Tan!"
"That's a nonsensical answer!"
"I don't know Tan either! Why do you like being an intelligence?" Harjunot.
"Mas!"
"Otherwise Tan?"
"Why don't blind people wear sticks?"
"Sincerely possible!" Harjunot answers only.
"Tantiana! No kidding, Mom! Don't joke dong!" Tantiyana hits Harjunot's shoulder hard. The man spontaneously grabbed his shoulder and grimaced in pain.
"You ask him like that, whose name is blind must use a stick dong Tantiyana. Because the stick was a clue for him!" Harjunot held Tantiyana's head while shaking.
"Certain why? Fitri didn't wear a stick?" Tantiyana's question made Harjunot speechless. Why Fitri can walk without a cane.
"Yes, because someone led him!"
"But, isn't it the stick that blind people always and must carry?" Tantiyana asked back.
"Tan, you're confusing Mas Arjunot!" harjunot said while scratching his nape.
"The bottom line is there's something we don't know about Kak Fitri!"
Harjunot's eyes stared at the car that had just entered the yard.
"Hus, don't talk when she hears!" Harjunot warns his sister to be quiet and not to make herself dizzy.
"If the deaf do not hear! Even if we curse, insulting him doesn't hear Mas!"
...***...
Harjunot did not want to follow his sister's words. He would rather open the car door for his wife.
Harjunot opened the passenger car door. Then he helped his wife out, and led her carefully. It didn't take long, they've entered the house. Harjunot stared at the stairs to his room. He couldn't possibly have asked Fitri to walk up the stairs.
"How do I tell him to go up the stairs? There's no way I'm leaving him downstairs. He needs a break too!" murmured Harjunot looked at the woman who already held the status of his wife.
Harjunot let out a slow breath then said slowly. "Sorry Fitri, I'm doing this! At least I'll let you know first, even if you can't hear!" After asking for permission Harjunot immediately raised his wife. The berniqab woman was shocked because her body was lifted up by someone. Harjunot climbed one by one the steps carrying his wife. In the middle of the stairs Harjunot stopped for a moment because he was tired. His forehead was soaked with sweat, the man paid no heed. Harjunot just wants to get to the room soon. So that his wife can also fall on the bed. It's possible that Fitri needs that, Harjunot thought.
"Fitr! Now you are my wife! Your advantages and disadvantages. As much as possible, I will try to accept it! But one thing you should know Fit, I promised myself to love the woman who was my wife. When I say qabul. That's where I'm starting to have to guard my heart for you!" Harjunot shed tears. The berniqab woman felt something dripping down her niqab.
Harjunot opened the door of his room with his shoulder. After that he walked to the bed. And laid his wife down carefully. Take off his wife's shoes. Covering his wife's body. Harjunot walked towards the door to close it.
The thirty-three-year-old man walked back to bed.
Harjunot looked at his wife lying in bed, thinking what he could do with her. He nodded and took a breath. The man took off his jacket and put it on the nightstand. Harjunot laid his body beside his wife. The man tilted his body towards his wife, who was silent. Fitri felt someone sleeping next to her. He tilted his body to the right. Harjunot who saw that, his heart skipped a beat. Especially when he saw his wife's hand as if looking for something. Fitri tried to grab something, after what he wanted he got. The woman began to gently rub her husband's face. Harjunot was silent in silence, having gotten a gentle caress from his wife. Unknowingly Harjunot holds the hand of his wife who caresses his face. Then Harjunot lowered his wife's hand on his face. Harjunot clasped his wife's hand with both hands. The man kissed his wife's hand gently. Her tears melted again, for what reason the man was crying.
Fitri smiled behind her niqab, as her husband treated her gently.
"Fitr! I'll try to love you!" he kissed his wife's hand.
...***...