Still waiting for you
thirty seven
For the last two years, I have prayed in the time of mustajab, the time between the Adhan and the iqomah. I managed Istiqomah to run it. In the time between the Adhan and the iqomah shabuh, before performing the dawn prayer, I spread the prayer to be a witness to the do'a that I offer.
Of the many do'a that are climbing, only one sentence that I have made up.
O GOD, PRESENT TO ME A SPECIAL DAY, ON WHICH YOUR BEST GRANDDAUGHTER ADAM MADE A LIVING WITH ME.
That one sentence always ends my prayer sheet before finally saying Amin full of wisdom.
And special according to Allah is far beyond my expectations. Maybe because I saw too many viral videos of the sultan's child marriage that had sprung up on social media, I imagined getting married using the outdoor concept with a garden party ala-ala theme. And that happened, actually married in a mosque with the theme Roller coaster prank which makes the bride gymnastics heart during the event. In fact, not even twenty-four hours I bear as the wife of Muhammad Alamsyah, I was made amazed by the presence of a female guest who I estimated thirty years old.
The first three days of menstruation were very troubling, I had to change my sanitary napkin every three hours. Because of that too, I was finally only able to growl stifled when I heard the sound of women crying in the living room. This house is indeed small, consisting of one room, living room, small mosque, tv room, kitchen plus dining room and bathroom. So no wonder if I was in the bathroom, hearing the cries of uninvited guests in the living room.
In a hurry, I stepped towards the living room with a tray containing three bottles of cold drinks. My heart thumped hearing the cries of guests who never let go.
"Drink first brother, let it relax" I said by thrusting a bottle of drink at him.
"The mother is insensitive!, I need support, need a hug, not a drink! What I'm going to sprain!, Mom intentionally yes!" Not thanks, this uninvited guest is just misuh-misuh.
"Astaghfirulloh, sorry. I didn't mean that." Fortunately, my logic is still working normally. I still remember very well that I had to take care of my husband, both being together and not. If not, of course I mash tomatoes and paste the spicy mouth, let's all be sambel.
"Begging for tissue mas, make me some precious tears, because only tissue is not forbidden to touch me." He said in the accompaniment of his uncontrollable sports, I glanced at the Alam mas who actually laughed while shaking his head in response to the behavior of the guest.
"Dear to have tissue?" How easy it is for Adam's granddaughter to be this one, she asked for tissue to me with a fluffy smile. Not at all disturbed by the sudden air of the room engap for me.
"Not got Mas," Lie, let it go. I was too lazy to obey the requests of guests that really made me restless.
"Oh, just a second, Yen, I'll get it in the kitchen." Nature stepped lightly towards the kitchen, then returned with a plaid napkin in her hand. I frowned at the ignorant look of Nature after giving the napkin to the guest, my chest pounding, it seemed like I caught the bad intentions of this husband of mine.
"Maturnuwun Mas, mase can always be relied on in every circumstance." The guest wiped his tears using a serber from the mas Alam, it seemed he was a bit calm, visible from his voice that was no longer accompanied by a hug.
"Mas must be responsible for my daughter!, how many days have you been here, busy what to! by the way, she's pregnant again,"
Deggs. What is this?, O God of this nature, the grandson of Adam whom You have given me.
I squeezed my own clothes, stunned to hear the words of the guest who was in the chair next to the window.
"I'm supposed to take him wherever Mas goes, show him Mase's responsibility. The pregnancy of my daughter is right, because of the carelessness of the mase at that time. Don't forget it!" He looked at the ferocious Realm, I took a glance at Nature to confirm his expression, He looks riled by the intimidating gaze of the guest before him, he rubbed his nape and then turned to face me. Nature was a little stunned to see my eyes that began to spread, then grabbed my hand and rubbed gently. Behold, he did this gentle thing in front of a guest who indirectly announced that Nature was the father of his future grandchildren.
"Here you go, bring your daughter here Yen, let me and my wife take care of her during pregnancy, later after she gives birth, I'll return it to you, and the baby I adopted how?" Mas Alam expressed his big decision like he was telling his guests to buy candy at the shop next door, very lightly. She thinks I want to go home with a pregnant woman who has my husband's child?, and what did she say, adopt! Is it not his duty to care for the baby from his own seed.
I pulled my rough hand that was in the grasp of Nature, He gasped at the change in my nose. Instead of being riled up and apologizing for my change of attitude, he laughed amusedly after making sure his guest came out to pick up his daughter. Crazy one! Is this man sitting in front of me in a state of mental illness?, Behold him a sinless smile leaning his back against the back of the chair, his right hand stroking my shoulder.
Does the attitude of Nature is always sweet to everyone, if so, means that all this time I have eaten sweet boasting. Moreover, mother, I can not imagine how disappointed my hero woman was if she knew the behavior of her ex behind the sweet attitude that she always treats all this time.
"Oh my God, be careful, you are pregnant, do not run." Panic cries from outside my intervention, Mas Alam was moved. Cihh, would you say sprightly husband huh?, I'm nauseous to see it.
"Eh uh, here baby, oh Allah is very upset, until running around like this." Mas Alam squatting warm-haired cat that jumps towards him. I dig my face, breathe as much air as I can, I have to stand up to this, even if I can't show a weak face to a woman who may be pregnant with a child.
Mas Alam was casually sitting beside me gently stroking the grey-haired cat, although I really liked this one species, but my hands did not want to touch it, my chest rumbled, and my chest fell, will mas Alam occur equally to the pregnant woman told the guest earlier?.
The uninvited guest returned with a breath. It was obvious that he ran out a few minutes ago. I dyed, looking for a figure that became a hot topic just a moment ago.
"What are you looking for?" I just glanced at him and snorted violently. She could still ask me in such a sweet tone.
"You know, girls don't know thank you! Beans forget your skin yes!, Potato Mas Alam has come. You turn away from your bundle."
I gawked, seeing the guest was pointing at the cat that was sleeping in the lap of Nature. He called her a girl, for a second. So the girl he maxed out was a cat?
"So, your daughter?....." My question hangs because of the laughter of Nature. So loud, the cat who was sleeping on his lap groaned, feeling his sleep disturbed.
I saw the guest sitting with a sweat rub on his face using a napkin.
"Nature, my face is hot. Mripatku is also Mas, this is a used lap what, anyway?" The guest handed the napkin to Nature and fanned her face with both hands. Nature received the napkin outstretch while frowning, seemingly thinking.
"Hmm, as I recall, I was just wiping the spicy soy sauce spilled on the Yen dinner table"
"Huh!!!!" Me and the guest were together. How could he say that so casually. This must have been the result of his ignorant flirting earlier. Basic husband Roller coaster!.
