That man is my husband

The Fear of an Abi

Three days after that night. The night where I make the choice of heart. The choice that will determine my future. The way of life in building a household up to His jannah.

The life of a sadinah, mawaadah and warrahmah is everyone's dream. But there are times when a household will be Allah SWT test according to the ability of the couple. Homeless people are not just binding two foreign human children who are not touched to be halal to the touch.

But unite the differences of thought into one, perfecting each other and complementing each other. And I wish I could do all that. To create a dream home, in which so much grace and help from God.

The living room is so crowded with people. Tonight all the big families of Mr. Zain are present. They will set the date of our wedding. It feels like a dream. I can't believe at almost 20 years old I'm going to give up my own time. And will bear the predicate of the wife.

The wife of a young man named Muhammad Zain Firmansyah. A lecturer as well as a famous architect whose ability can not be doubted. The youth who became the wrestler of the girls, because other than Allah gives the advantage of a handsome face. He was very friendly, smiling and gentle. Looks like I'm lucky to be picked up by Mr. Zain.

In the middle of my thoughts was the sound of the door opening. I looked towards the door. I saw Abi standing in the doorway. I smile on my lips, I move and come up to Abi and hold her.

Lately Abi and Aa look different. I always felt that their attention was too excessive. I know how Abi and Aa feel, their attention looks like an Abi who doesn't want to lose her child. Or an Aa who doesn't want to lose a sister.

I'm just married. Not gone forever. As Aa said the other day, I'm not their responsibility anymore. That's not wrong it's true. However, that does not mean that the blood bond between us should be severed as well. Nah! Until whenever I was Abi and Uma's son and sister of my brothers. I broke down the embrace and looked at Abi's soothing face.

"They're home, Bi?" I asked when Abi never spoke.

"Yes, they just left."

Abi's words sounded heartbreaking. A moment later, Abi led me until Abi and I sat on my couch. Again Abi was silent. He would rather look at me and keep stroking my head.

"Abi why? Try the story to Ais?"

Abi shaking. He was busy staring and stroking my head.

"Abi," called me in a pleading tone. I hope Abi doesn't behave like this.

Abi was seen breathing heavily. From his eyes I saw him begin to condense. Is Abi crying? Stiffened in the heart.

"One week you'll be married."

That's all I heard from Abi's mouth. That quick? Aweek? Now Abi hugged me back. I deliberately did not join the family meeting. Not even Mr. Zain was there. The reason is, this is a wedding event for the parents of the bride and groom so it's just them who get together and draw up our wedding plans. There is no application or fiancee but just go straight to the core event.

"Let's not rich gini, huh." I kept Abi's body away.

"So it looks better, huh?" ask her with forced laughter.

I could only look at Abi. I remember something, a memory a few years back. When my sisters got married, Abi acted like this. Now, I myself am experiencing and feeling.

"Abi no lebay, really. Reasonable indeed. I know Abi loves Ais very much. So Abi intended to release Ais and give Ais to another man who Ais will call husband?"

"This is the fear of an Abi when he takes off his daughter. Abi was always afraid that your husband's affection was not as great as Abi's, his love was not as great as Abi's love and his attention was not as great as Abi's."

"You don't have to worry. And believe Abi's position until anytime will never be replaced. Abi is the first man that Ais loves. The first man to fill the heart of Ice as well as the first man that Ice always misses."

Abi is really crying! The cry of an Abi. Seeing Abi like this makes my love, devotion and love increase. There is no Abi other than Abiku. He was very democratic in his children. He never forced his will and was not a dictatorial Abi.

When we were wrong Abi always straightened with a cold heart and mind. Until it is not anger that comes out but a strong and authoritative speech. We always obey Him.

Dad rubbed the end of his watery eyes. "It's better that you sleep at night. Matrimony let Abi, Uma and your brothers rule."

I just nodded, then Abi got up and gave a kiss of good-night.

"Good sleep, baby."

"Good sleep too, Bi."

Abi passed by leaving my room. Until Abi's body is lost behind the bedroom door. It seems like after I get married, I will miss them, miss the atmosphere of the house, miss this room and many other little things that I will miss.

"Astagfirullah, why am I thinking too far away? Although I will be brought by my husband, I will still be able to come here. Yes, although rare."

I muttered to myself, after which I prepared to go to bed because I have to go to college tomorrow.