Substitute Priest For Chayra

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Chayra was no longer able to stem the rush of water flowing from the clear well, prompting Alif to reach out and bring him into the deck.

"Darling .. sorry. Forgive me, Alif.." - He cried out in a voice that sounded vibrating. A lump of flesh that dwells in his chest feels very painful when he hears the sobs of the beloved woman ....

After Chayra's cries subsided, Alif broke her arms. He saw a trace of tears that soaked the face of his beloved wife and then put a kiss in the forehead.

"It's late at night, Yang. Better, baby get to bed!"

"Yes Mas. I slept in the next room yeah--"

Alif shook his head slowly and commented a smile. "Dear stay asleep in this room! If you don't want to sleep in bed, you can sleep on the couch or on the floor, and you can sleep in the bed."

"But Alif won't be comfortable sleeping on the floor or on the couch --"

"Sleep anywhere, Mas Alif will feel comfortable. Just as close to my darling. If we sleep in a separate room, how can Mas Alif take care of Darling? Now, sleep the Yang! Mas Alif promised, will not ask for the right as a husband. Pray, may Alif be able to immediately unravel the tangled thread that shackles our relationship --" he asked with sincerity.

"Yes Mas. I always pray, may Allah guide and ease. If we are indeed fools, God willing all the storms of test will be able to pass us. But if God wants us to separate, may I and Mas Alif be able to take each other off sincerely --" Chayra tried to publish a smile even though his heart crumbled dimly when saying the word 'get off sincerely'. And so is Alif. Lips can say sincerely, but what about the heart that has grown in the flowers of love?

From this second, at this moment, both of them had to prepare themselves to face something unwanted later on.

Alif got out of bed and laid his body on the sofa. While Chayra, lay her body on the bed. Although drowsiness began to strike, a pair of windows of his heart reluctantly closed. Chayra still rang her own words.

O Allah, give us Your guidance and love. If alif is the best priest for the servant, strengthen our love. But if Mas Alif is not the best priest, expand your heart to accept the destiny You wrote for us ....

O Allah, O Robb, the servant of an unjust man. Forgive all sins and filial sermons. Give instructions and opportunities to the servant to correct all the mistakes that the servant has made. O Robb, open your hearts to accept the destiny You have laid out for us .... Robbana dholamna anfusana wailam tagfirlana watarhamna lana kunanna minal. Our Lord, we have wronged ourselves, and if You do not forgive us and give us grace, we must surely be among the losers.

After casting a pinch in the heart, Alif and Chayra closed their eyes. They sail to a dream island, hoping to find tranquility there. So that tomorrow morning can stay strong and smile through the day ....

....

Morning again greeted friends drizzle drizzle since dawn. After performing the morning prayers, Chayra prepared breakfast.

"Well, did Alif help you?" haggard it while holding a knife and vegetable spinach lying on the table.

"No need, Mas. Mas Alif is sick. Better, mas Alif sat sweet while watching TV. Later, I made coffee-" Chayra refused with a smooth-sounding speech.

"Mas Alif doesn't hurt, Yang. Nih mas Alif fresh, fit - -" Alif never give up. He held up one hand and showed the strength of his muscles.

"Hmmm, it's up to you dech, Mas. But you cook it!" Chayra reviewed a smile and thrust out a spatula.

A smile that adorns Chayra's beautiful face is like dew that can cool the heart. Alif pulled both corners of his lips and received a spatula from Chayra's hand. "Everyone. Mas Alif will cook a special meal for you --"

"Thank you, Mom."

"Back of love, baby."

An hour passed. Alif and Chayra had finished preparing all the food for breakfast.

The two sat down next to each other and began to enjoy all the food at the table.

"Yes, Yang-"

"Mas Alif so take me to Cairo?"

"Of course, Yang. Baby mind?"

Chayra shook her head and put on a sad face. "I don't mind, Mom. Just my students' minds. They're like my own kids--"

Alif grabbed Chayra's hand and held her tightly. Then he stared at the look on his wife's face that looked sad. "God willing, we will not stay in Cairo for long. If our household problems can be resolved soon, Mas Alif will resign from the hospital and bring Darling back to Jogja, so that Darling can return to teaching. Mas Alif wants to live with Honey and our children later. The city where we grew up and had good days together, before Mas Alif continued his study to Cairo --"

Drttt .. drrttt ....

The sound of the flat object vibration slashed Alif's speech and shifted the attention of the two.

"For a moment, Mas--"

"Yes dear."

Chayra picked up her flat object then shifted the screen to receive a phone call from Raina.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ma."

"Wa'allaikumsalam, Ra - -"

"What's up, Ma? Why, does your voice sound like it's shaking?"

"Oma Shella - -"

"Oma great-grandfather, why Ma?"

"Oma Shella, died Ra--"

"Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un -" Chayra's hand felt lunglai, until the flat object in his grasp was released.

"What's up, Yang? Mama said what?" Alif interjects tanya with facial features that imply anxiety.

"Oma greatut - -"

"Oma great-grandfather, why darling?"

"Oma great-great-grandfather, died Mas-" Chayra wept deeply, expressing the sorrow that was now being felt.

"Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji. Patient and sincere, Yang-" Alif grabbed Chayra's body and carried her into an embrace. The rubbing of his beloved wife's back, to transfer positive energy to feel calm again.

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Please pray yes Brother-sister, hopefully the author is given convenience to UP every day. Until ... God willing, at the end of Ramadan, the Chayra and Alif conflict is resolved. How does their story end? Stay put and please comment on anything. But the author asks, do not lower the rate ⭐, so that the author's spirit does not dim. 😉🙏

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