Temporary Husband

Forgetting the intention of wudhu

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Amora stood beside the window of the apartment, looking at the half-dark sky. The sun slowly disappeared in the western horizon line, leaving some orange-colored light.

A sweet smile framed beautifully on the woman's face, enjoying the natural beauty that is so beautifully presented.

"Look, we pray Maghrib first." the voice of the man who a few hours ago said the Qabul ijab was heard behind Amora. Amora turned her head, finding Reyhan's appearance that she had never seen before. The man was wearing a sarong and Koko's shirt, not forgetting the black peci that was on top of his head. Amora was amazed, Reyhan's good looks increased many times than usual. Able to bewitch Amora to silence not in front of him.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Reyhan flicked his hand in front of the gawking Amora.

"Amora," Reyhan called out to Amora once again because the woman was just silently looking at him.

"Eh, yes. Why?" Amora gasps. He shifted his eyes and was embarrassed. There was a strange swish that accidentally flashed in his heart.

"You're okay, right?" ask Reyhan to make sure.

"I-iya, I'm fine." replied Amora nervously.

"Let's take ablution, we pray together" Reyhan said with a smile.

"Huh ...." Amora stunned. How long has he forgotten his duty. He is a disobedient Muslim, even praying can be counted with fingers for the past year.

"You ... would you like to pray in congregation with me?" ask Reyhan to doubt.

Amora's eyes dewy, he was moved because Reyhan invited him to pray together. He never met anyone who invited him to pray together except his brother. All this time, he was far from his religion and God. All this time he was too eager to pursue the world even forget his God.

"Yes, I took ablution water first. Just wait there, I won't be long." Amora leaves Reyhan covered in question marks.

"Why did his face turn sad?" ask Reyhan in your heart. His forehead wrinkled, creating several folds that could not be hidden.

A few hours ago, he made a sacred promise in front of the ruler and witnesses. Their marriage was attended by a few people. In addition to the ruler there are only Hanif, Rasty, Reyhan and Farhan's mother. No fancy decorations and Cinderella-like clothes, no bridal makeup or lecherous guests. Because they were married betelih and legally in the eyes of religion. But even so, Reyhan hopes this is the only marriage in life. He did not want to have a farewell or another marriage.

Inviting Amora to pray is his duty, being a good priest for Amora even though he is only a muhalil. She hopes Amora will change her decision when their three-month marriage ends. He hoped Amora would choose him and release Farhan. Although he knows Amora still loves Farhan very much, but he is determined to make the love switch to him as it is.

Reyhan walked into the room, holding a prayer mat for himself and Amora. He glanced at the bathroom door that was still closed.

Why so long? he murmured in the heart.

"Maybe in a moment." he calmed himself down.

Five minutes to ten minutes passed, but Amora had not yet come out of the bathroom. The door that stood firmly there had not yet opened, making Reyhan worried and curious. He could not resist the curiosity that had attacked him earlier.

The man walked towards the bathroom, knocking on the door that was in front of him.

Tok ... tok ...

"Amora, why so long? Are you all right?" ask Reyhan. Her ears were behind the bathroom door.

"Yes, I'm fine. Wait a minute." a faint scream came from inside the bathroom.

"Don't be long, the Maghrib's time is running out" Reyhan said as he stayed away.

There is no reason at all, Reyhan chose to sit in the corner of the bed while waiting for Amora who still did not come out of the bathroom. His eyes did not move a bit from the bathroom door, hoping it would open soon and show the woman he loved. But, the clockwork had rotated for quite a while even the Maghrib's time was running out. Making Reyhan who is used to doing prayers on time becomes restless. I wanted to feel like he went into the bathroom to see what Amora had been up to all this time, but there was no way he could do it because he thought it was disrespectful. So he just dared to wait outside and hope Amora soon out.

"Nawaitu .. ah, nawaitu what? i've forgot. Gosh." Complaints frustrations. Wanted out to pick up the phone to pick up the phone but he was embarrassed if Reyhan caught him and asked later. Wanting to ask Reyhan to teach him, he was too embarrassed.

"Oh my God, what is his intention? well, how's this." he groaned in frustration. He tried to remember the reading of his intentions, until his pulsating temple was forced continuously to remember.

He raised both his hands, and,

"Oh my God, put down your miracles. Send the ablution reading along with how. I need your miracle right now." he said limply. He ruffled his hair to make the originally neat hair was disheveled.

"I'm frustrated. Ah, the same shame as the SD child" he said to himself.

"Am I being honest with Reyhan?"

"Ah no-no. I'll be taunted by Reyhan for life." he shook his head strongly. Imagining will be the subject of the man's ridicule, Amora undoes her intention to ask Reyhan for help.

"But how should I? did I just say I was menstruating? or just tell me I have a stomachache?" silly ideas spread in his head. He had to choose one, but his heart disagreed.

"I have to be honest, be ridiculed or not that's business later." she thought. He stepped towards the bathroom door which he closed tightly. His hands hesitated to reach for the door handle. His hand almost touched the door handle, but he pulled back and instead he bit his index finger.

"Geez, am I ready to be taunted by Reyhan?" hesitated. He turned around, abandoning his intentions. He saw the dark begin to creep from the small window in the corner of the bathroom.

"Ah, but it's starting the night. What if the Maghrib's time is up? Ah whatever, bodo is very. Thought mockery later." he shouted as he ran to grab the door handle and opened it. Her head poked, her eyes looking for a man who was her husband. He found Reyhan sitting in the corner of the bed while reading the small Qur'an in his grasp.

"Rey," he called slowly. Very slowly even Reyhan did not hear.

Reyhan's head lifted, seeing Amora's head that pops up makes Reyhan immediately close the Qur'an he reads.

"You done yet?" smile expands. He stood and kept the Qur'an on a nightstand. But Amora did not move from her place.

"Come, wait a minute?" asked Reyhan in surprise.

"I can't." said Amora.

Reyhan scrunched his forehead.

"Can't what?" reyhan was confused.

"I ..." Amora hanging up her words made Reyhan even more confused.

"I forgot how to wudhu." said Amora very slowly but still can be heard by Reyhan. The woman was embarrassed.

"Huh ....?" Reyhan. His jaw fell down.

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