Temporary Husband

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"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. He came to Amora, afraid that he might hear wrong.

"What did you say?" reyhan was confused. He still did not understand the situation Amora was facing. While Amora only looked down, occasionally glancing at Reyhan between fear and shame mixed into one.

"Say, time does not wait for us." Reyhan looked at the clockwork that kept moving. He stood up restlessly.

"Come, pray. Don't joke," he said later and was about to turn around but his steps were held back because the tip of his shirt was pulled by Amora.

"Teach me first" he said in embarrassment. Reyhan gawked, he glanced at Amora's hand at the end of his shirt. Amora's face looked at him with a pity.

"Geez, so I didn't hear you wrong?"

Amora nodded weakly.

"Oh my God, Amora." Reyhan looked at Amora nanar. There was sadness and regret in him.

Farhan, what have you been doing all this time? to the extent that your wife forgot her intention. He breathed heavily, then exhaled slowly. There was a tightness in the recesses of his heart that could not be clearly expressed.

"Yes, let me tell you" Reyhan said later. Amora looked at the man, she smiled. He showed his white teeth. The hand that was originally holding the tip of Reyhan's clothes was now released.

"Thank you." she looked at Reyhan sincerely. Reyhan just nodded, you led Amora back into the bathroom.

Reyhan painstakingly taught Amora from ablution to ablution. After finishing, Reyhan invited Amora to pray for congregation.

"Do you remember the Maghrib prayer intention?"

Amora hesitated, hesitating,

"you stand at the back to be a makmum. We pray together." Again Amora just nodded obediently, making Reyhan anxious and eager to pinch Amora's cheek.

Reyhan stood at the front shaf to become a priest, while Amora stood at the back. Both of them practice Maghrib prayer solemnly.

After the greeting, Reyhan faced back and gave his hand to Amora. It made Amora speechless to see Reyhan's hand hanging. He glanced at Reyhan's face waiting for Amora to kiss the back of his hand.

"What?" amora asked confusedly.

"Kiss." Reyhan put his hand back.

"Huh?"

"Come, you want to get no reward?"

"Indeed, kissing your hand can get you a reward?" amora Cibir.

"Don't forget, I'm now your husband." Reyhan.

"Yes yes, husband sir." grumbled Amora as she pulled Reyhan's hand and kissed the back of the man's hand.

"Remember, that's sincere Ma'am. Let the reward be blessed." joked Reyhan with a smile.

"Mother? when did I marry your father." grumbled Amora standing up. He took off the face he was wearing.

Reyhan chuckled, "And you first called me Father, huh?"

Amora pursed her lips, "Yes yes,"

Reyhan chuckled, he just shook his head and read the do'a. After praying he grabbed the Qur'an that had been read before praying. Amora went to the kitchen to find food because her stomach was hungry. This afternoon he ate a piece of cake because he was not hungry at all. Only now the occupants of his stomach protest for food.

Amora sat on her beloved sofa, grabbed the television remote and turned it on. There is nothing interesting to watch that makes him bored. Amora pressed the Off button on the remote, she exhaled a bored breath. He finished the apple in his grasp because he was really hungry.

"What is Farhan doing?" suddenly he remembered Farhan. Actually he missed the man, however his heart was still for Farhan. Farhan was his first love, it was hard for him to forget the person he loved so much. Though retorted by betrayal, his logic and reason were defeated by the heart that had glorified his name. Sometimes love can make people stupid.

Faintly heard the melodious voice of Reyhan who was teaching. Amora's heart moved to listen closer. He lowered his feet to the cold floor, the pink-furred footwear spared Amora's feet from the piercing cold sting. He walked slowly towards the room, peering at Reyhan who chanted the verses of the Qur'an solemnly. His voice melodious until touching to the deepest recesses of the heart.

Amora did not expect, Reyhan who likes nosy and cold has a very good and unique personality. The man who likes to prick him, did not think smart to teach and obey worship. Amora smiled unconsciously behind the door. The scenery in front of him cannot be confused with the K-Pop who dance on stage. This is the most beautiful work of God he has ever seen. I don't know, that strange sigh was again present in the corner of his heart. Amora was confused by what had happened to her.

"Am I really in love?" muttered. But he quickly dismissed his own arguments. He shook strongly.

"Ah, no. How could fall in love with that shitty guy. I'm just amazed, yeah just amazed." His words convinced themselves.

"Hayo, who's in love with you?"

"Gosh my god." Amora jumped in shock. He reflexively held onto his chest, almost falling.

"You." Amora glared furiously.

"Why me?"

"You surprised me!"

"Well, why are you blaming me? whose fault is peeping on everyone?" cibir Reyhan's.

"Who's peeping? I'm not peeking." elak Amora. His head was looking for an excuse not to be caught. Could be big-headed if he admitted to peeking at Reyhan. How thought.

"Don't dodge, you're caught." Reyhan's eyebrows went up and down. Both of his hands were above his waist.

"Don't be smart, I'll take the hp." Amora passed Reyhan and took her cell phone lying on the bed.

"Ohya?"

"Yes. Didn't believe? Yes it is." Amora walked past Reyhan and stuck out her tongue, making Reyhan shake his head again.

"Eh but, by the way your voice is cool too" he said before disappearing behind the door. Reyhan could not help but smile, he became misbehaved. Swiping his nape slowly and a smile would not leave his face. Dimples printed clearly on his face, adding to his good looks.

"Cie, the wrong way. I'm kidding, your voice is mediocre. More sound Pak Tarno!" said Amora who suddenly appeared behind the door. Making Reyhan surprised instead of playing.

"You." growled Reyhan annoyed. He gritted his teeth. Amora ran away leaving Reyhan who looked embarrassed himself. His face was blushing like boiled shrimp. Samar heard Amora's laughter echoing in the living room. The woman was very satisfied to have pranked the annoying Reyhan. Meanwhile, Reyhan covered his reddened face. He wanted to cover his face with a sack or trash can.

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