Tafakur Love Mualaf

Dating After Marriage

The Caliph now paid more attention to Filda, than ever before. Since the incident he was trapped in the elevator, it has made the Caliph feel anxious.

"Filda, you're okay, right?" ask Halifah.

"I'm fine Ma, 'There will be a widower." Filda held back a laugh.

"You if you want to giggle, don't have to be arrested. It looks ugly to know." - muttered Halifah.

"I'm funny, when Mama said thank you to Mr. Duda." replied Filda.

"If not because of force, Mama will not want to" said Halifah.

"Ma's cook, Mr. Duda handsome loh." seduced by Filda.

”Two choice Filda, will definitely belong to Mama.” Inner Filda.

Fiha and Hasbi went back to the store, when the lecture was over. Yunah was happy to see it, but there was sadness as well. Normally, he saw Aqila was there.

"Hasbi, Fiha, you eat first yes." said Yunah.

"Yes, ma'am." answered both.

Hasbi gently rubbed Fiha's head, which was wrapped in a headscarf. Fiha immediately hugged Hasbi, then took her hand. The two of them immediately went to the break room.

"Darling, feed me." pinta Fiha, spoiled.

"Dear, you bribe me too" replied Hasbi.

Hasbi and Fiha both bribed each other, until Yunah passed in front of them. Fiha lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Hasbi, I feel so ashamed of my mother" Fiha said.

"You feed your own husband shame, but flirtatious with Daddy's brave sugar." ledek Hasbi.

"Sorry baby, I don't have any money" Fiha said.

"If you don't have money, you can work. But never sacrifice yourself again. I'm talking like this, 'cause I love you." Hasbi smiled sincerely at him.

After the meal, Hasbi and Fiha sewed clothes. They did it both, because Fiha was just learning. He won't be able to do it himself.

"Darling, if you put color on his shirt, what do you wear?" ask Fiha.

"Wear screen printing dear." replied Hasbi.

"Darling, I'd like a sling." pinta Fiha.

"You are so spoiled. But, you may also ask." replied Hasbi.

"Cie, you're both so romantic" she said.

"Yes dong, we're the newlyweds." Fiha joking.

"Marry fast there, let it be like them." said the friend next to him.

"Yes, I'm also in a moment's proposal" he replied.

Fiha and Hasbi smiled, looking at them. Funny also when they feel envious, it's like just looking at the drama.

"Darling, if Aqila likes you, do you regret marrying me?" ask Fiha.

"Where can you think that" Hasbi replied.

"I'm just talking, like the guy who made up the story. You just answer me, don't think anymore." said Fiha.

"I have no regrets about you, the intention is only one. Marry yourself because you want to reach the Ridha of Allah." replied Hasbi.

Fiha hugged Hasbi, and vice versa. Finally, Hasbi and Fiha hugged each other.

While on the other hand, Aqila wrote in her diary. He wrote about his heart. About his story with Hasbi, which is quite up here. About his love that had broken up, before he could unite.

Maybe, I'm the low tide part at high tide. Like I had to disappear, because he had returned. What if I were in your old life, then you would be with me in the future. In fact, you're married now, when you said you weren't in a hurry. Actually I know you want a wedding, but you're deliberately waiting until he comes. You don't want to be with me, so look for a loophole not to be a prisoner.

After she finished writing, Aqila recalled Hasbi and Fiha's offer. He thought about rejoining, so that Fiha thought Aqila had been mengikhlaskan. But now is not the time, maybe waiting for the right time.

The next day, Aqila went to the college. Fiha approached Aqila who was aloof.

"Aqila, you seem to read the Koran. Would you like to teach me?" ask Fiha.

"If I'm the one who wants to, but isn't there Hasbi who taught you." replied Aqila.

"Yes, but I also want to be taught to you" said Fiha.

"Yes, let's get started" replied Aqila.

”Aqila is beautiful, well, shalihah, but why doesn't Hasbi like her. Although I know, at first he sucks. I was confused, he was waiting for me. All this time, there was someone by his side. Maybe God sent Aqila, to accompany Hasbi for a while.” Inner Fiha.

Aqila taught Fiha painstakingly, because Fiha was not yet fluent. He read still stammering, but it was seen that he was Istiqomah. After they finished teaching, they both closed the Quran.

"Aqila, if there is no Hasbi, we can both be friends" Fiha said.

Aqila held onto Fiha's hand. "There or no Hasbi, we can both be friends. It's just that I need time, to get used to everything.