She's Wife In Dream

You're Harjunot's

Today is a day of happiness for Arsy and Harjunot. After the wedding they will hold a marriage contract. Harjunot sits in his wife's vortex. The man stroked his wife's tombstone.

"Our dragons are separate, but I don't know why. I feel like you're still around!" Said.

"Fitri today I'm getting remarried! I'm here to ask your permission! I'm sorry I can't be your whole husband."

"I hope you're happy there! I love you Fit!" Harjunot got up from his seat.

After arriving at the house Harjunot immediately took a bath, when he combed his hair he remembered about his late wife.

Flashbacks

Harjunot came out of the bathroom, buttoning his cocktail. Fitri who was making her bed looked at her husband.

"The fit! Distance same mosque close house?" Harjunot asked while combing his hair and then knitted using a peci.

"Lumayan is close, maybe if the road is only ten minutes!"

"You want to walk?" Fitri asked back while looking at her husband.

"You think?"

"If it were me, walk away and get an extra reward. And let Mas Arjunot, get to know our new neighbor!"

"Well, I'll do it!" Harjunot came out of the room wearing flip-flops.

"Wait a minute!"

"What?" Harjunot asked as he closed the door.

"Have you brought the money yet, made the infak?" Fitri walked towards her husband.

Harjunot was silent, he rarely put money in prayer at the mosque.

Fitri who knows the answer she smiles." Yes, let's get Fitri money in the guest room!" Harjunot just follows.

Fitri already found the money for the infak she gave to her husband.

"You're sincere?" Harjunot asked.

"The sincerity is not about now, but it never brings up what you've done!" Fitri smiled thinly.

...***...

Harjunot smiled faintly as he recalled the incident with his wife first. From then on Harjunot often brought money during the mosque.

Now her memory changes while walking in her arms with her fiance.

"What do you ask for?"

Arsy seemed to think for a moment, before answering. "I want to just dowry money!"

"How much?"

"Something my birth date is!"

Harjunot thinks he and Arsy have a ten-year age difference. The weight of the money he has to spend. Enough to buy a house.

"210 million?"

Arsy smiled nodding, certainly not without reason. Arsy asked for a dowry of that size. The woman asked Papa, first. How much wealth does Harjunot have. After knowing he also intends to ask for a dowry like his birthday. The second, if one day. There was a financial crisis after marriage. They could use the money to use first. Harjunot will have to replace it. If the financial problems in the household improve.

"May I ask you something?" Arsy looked up at Harjunot.

"What?"

"Look at me you used to smoke, why don't I see it now?"

...***...

Harjunot smiled at Arsy's question. His memory returns to his wife.

Flashbacks

Fitri closed the door to her room. While Harjunot took the jacket that he put on the nightstand. Harjunot puts his hand in his jacket, after finding his favorite. Fitri's husband chose to sit on the sofa.

"Yourf!" Cigarette smoke came out of his mouth.

Fitri who just finished locking the door, she turned her body. How surprised she would be if her husband was a smoker.

"Em-mas Arjunot's cigarette?" his tan was a little scared but his voice sounded soft in Harjunot's ear.

Harjunot looked at his wife while smacking a smile.

Fitri walked up to Harjunot, then sat down next to him.

"Five years!"

"Keep what did Mas Arjunot, get? Is there any benefit?" Gill asked a little doubt. Fear if her husband is offended.

"Enak! Continuously intensify the association between friends" While continuing to emit smoke.

"What else does it matter?" Fitri asked.

"I'm getting satisfaction!" his answer.

"Keep!"

"Can reduce stress"

"Is there any more benefit?" Fitri asked back.

Harjunot is silent because of Fitri's question. Harjunot thinks that he already mentioned some of the benefits he got while smoking.

"Try Fitri, read the cigarette packs!" Fitri opened her palm wide. Soon Harjunot gave his wife a pack of cigarettes.

Fitri looked at him fixedly, reading the writing that was wrapped in cigarettes. Fitri looked at her husband with a sweet smile. As for Harjunot, a little suspicious with that smile.

"Smoking can cause cancer, both heart attacks, all three impotence and pregnancy and fetal disorders!" Fitri read while staring at Harjunot.

Harjunot swallowed his hard-earned saliva because of the words of his wife.

"If I'm not wrong, I've read an article about the negative effects of smoking. Hair loss, eye disorders such as cataracts!" Fitri stared at Harjunot at a glance.

"Losing hearing earlier than nonsmokers. Causes chronic lung disease. Damage your teeth and cause bad breath. Other negative impacts such as smoking waste and lead to dependence!"

Harjunot fell silent as he received an unfiltered slap. But he realized himself, from a mistake he never realized.

"Mas Arjunot! My husband, the lover of my heart! Please think, what exactly do you get by smoking? If you say smoking is good, then eat in good health. Much more delicious and delicious!" Fitri stroked her husband's hand gently.

While Harjunot held tightness in his chest. The man wanted to rebel, wanted to argue. But he did not get the wrong words in the words his wife said.

"Keep saying, intensify the association between friends! I know someone who really loves you, loves you! Will not let yourself fall into the wrong hole. People who really love you will have a positive impact on you. Why just want to strengthen the association with friends, you have to harm yourself. Harm your family. If you get sick, will your friend come with you? Obviously Not!" Fitri shakes. And pulled Harjunot's head to lean on his shoulder. Gives a soft touch to be shared head. The goal is that her husband does not feel lectured, or patronized which makes him feel cornered.

"A good friend is not going to ridicule his friend, on the basis of not wanting to follow in his footsteps. But a good friend is, who is willing to accept the difference between one and the other!" One kiss landed on Harjunot's hair from Fitri.

'Really! You said Fit! Mr. Dirut and Mr. GM always advised me not to smoke, until when I was dealing with both. I always get rid of my ego, not to smoke. Because I so appreciate and love the friendship we've made inner Harjunot.

"My husband, you're young! Please take care of your health! Do you want to, I'm sad to see you sick? Let's live healthy! I'll support you, Mas Arjunot will, won't I, change my lifestyle?" Fitri kissed her husband's hand back.

"But how can I fit! Am I an active smoker?" Harjunot spoke in a raucous voice. There was fear in his heart. Fear cannot stop his bad habits.

"Fitr, tanya! A day Mas Arjunot, how many rods are out?"

"Maybe seven!"

Fitri tried to find a way out.

"ah! I'll make you a cigarette schedule. I know, if you force to directly avoid the habit of smoking, then it will be difficult. So, I took the initiative to cut down on a little bit of your cigarette rations! At the limit of twelve days, we subtract one rod. That means fifteen days ahead. There are six cigarette rations and so on!"

Harjunot who heard that seemed to get a fresh breeze. At least he'll be a better person.

"Goddessa! Three months, Mas Arjunot! It will be free from cigarettes!" Fitri scattered his body towards Harjunot. The man received the hug Fitri gave him.

Harjunot rained a sweet kiss on his wife's face.

"Thank you Fit! Thank you! I'm lucky to have you!" Harjunot tightened his embrace.

...***...

Harjunot shed tears remembering the incident with his wife.

"Fitri you're my best wife!"

"Well you're Arsy Latthif! You were my first love. After I brought the adult. Because back in Junior High, I used to date other women!"

"You are the women who will be in my heart. Only you can make me lucky. If it's Fitri, it can teach me a lot. Then it's different with Arsy Latthif, who is able to make me calm when I see his smile!"

...Thank you all for reading the author's story. Although not as good as others, you still read....

...Although the sentence is difficult to understand, you still read....

...Although disappointed with the arrival of Fitri, you still read*....

...And it's beautiful in some ways....

...Much to learn from the story that the author made, it turns out Emak² residents of Entun. Prefer forced marriage....