The Bond of Our Love

CHAPTER 97 - Dating Us Part 2

Rahul just stood casually watching his wife's activities while smiling. He let Zahra do whatever she wanted. Satisfied picking flowers until it had accumulated a lot in his hand, Zahra thrust a stalk to Rahul.

"Forku?" Ask Rahul.

Zahra nodded. "He em's. Just one"

"The stingy ground" Seloroh Rahul received the flower stalk from his wife's hand.

"It's still a good thing I gave it. Rather than nothing" murmured Zahra who then walked away. Leaving behind Rahul who was looking at her with a smile and a head shake.

They spent hours under the waterfall surrounded by green and fresh plants. Enjoy the feel of relaxation and romance that feels very comfortable and makes you feel at home to linger.

Rahul was very satisfied and happy. Seeing the happy smile that was always on his wife's face, made him feel the happiness of peerless.

In the past when they spent time here, he still could not see and know the picture of the scenery in this place. He could only hear the sound of the waterfall. So did the sound of laughter and Zahra's happy face.

Today he felt very lucky to see it all. See the beauty of nature and the smile and laughter of his wife. May this happiness last forever, until the memory of his wife returns so that their happiness becomes more perfect.

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They left the waterfall river when it was noon. Most of the water play made Zahra seem cold. He kept holding hands throughout the journey. Hoping that doing so would reduce the coldness that attacked him.

"Cooling?" Ask Rahul while driving.

"He em" answered Zahra briefly.

"Part of using all water play events. Just like a child. Is your shirt wet now?"

"Why am I to blame? You are the one who brought me to the river. If only just to look at the scenery without the need to feel the coolness of the water, I can see it on TV or YouTube. There's no need to come all the way here" Zahra nagged.

Again his attitude made Rahul smile with anxiety. He took the paper bag beside him and thrust it at Zahra. "More"

Zahra received the paper bag. Then he reached into it confused. It turns out that the contents are a long black blouse with a combination of pink on the long arms and chest. "What'sthis? a blouse?"

"Rather than cold in wet clothes. So just change it with that shirt"

"When can you have a woman's shirt? When's buy?"

"Aren't you asking, who's the seller? What time did I buy it?" Rahul's chirp that made Zahra giggle.

Actually Rahul deliberately bought the blouse for Zahra. But he still did not find the right time and reason to give it. Given the status of their relationship that is still runyam and still can not be exposed to him until now.

"But where do I need to replace it? Cook here?" Zahra looked around.

"Why indeed? Is there a problem changing clothes here?"

"Basic! If you talk, do not origin. You think I'm chili-cabean until I change clothes in the car in the middle of the road like this? This is where the roof car is open again. Plus here you are. The beauty of dong, that's his perverted eye" again Rahul's attitude makes Zahra again nag.

"Have told me I'm a pervert"

"If not a pervert then what is his name? Kissing me many times. Fortunately my husband did not see what you did. Otherwise, he would've beaten you all out"

"Who said?"

"Inevidently, I kissed you many times. But your attitude is always ordinary. Never got angry or slapped me. What does that mean? You melt every time you receive my kiss"

"I'm a candle until it melts everything? Anyway... how could I slap you? Later I was slapped back. You are a man. Big and tall body" Zahra said in embarrassment.

"Reason. You think I don't have a job, so you can act cowardly by slapping a woman? I've also been beaten up by women a lot. But I never returned it"

"Oh yeah? How's story?" Zahra asked interested.

"Yes.... Just like it happened a few hours ago. When in the river. My feet were stepped on by a woman. But I never returned it" Sindir Rahul. Making Zahra immediately put on a sour face.

"That's because you're alone. So her women are in high blood facing a man like you" Zahra said with a sewot. Makes Rahul giggle.

"Yes. Women are always right. There's a mosque up ahead. You can change your clothes in the toilet. If you don't want to be seen by me"

"After all, who would want to be seen by a man like you. But it's good, there's a mosque around here. Soon to enter zhuhur time. So we can pray"

"Good idea. We pray first there" said Rahul with a face sparkling. A few minutes later, the car stopped.

"Lho, how come you stopped? Aren't we at the mosque yet?" Zahra asked confusedly. But instead of answering, Rahul even opened the jacket he was wearing.

"What do you want to get undressed?" Zahra asked miserably. Negative thoughts begin to come back to his head.

Rahul draws himself closer to Zahra. Making the woman's body immediately tense and her chest pounding to look at Rahul. What exactly was that man planning? What's he gonna do? Will he kiss her again as he did?

What's he supposed to do? Didn't Rahul realize they were in the middle of the road? Even this car has an open roof. What if someone or a vehicle passed by and saw them?

I hope Rahul doesn't do such crazy things here anymore.

And all sorts of bad thoughts were missed. Because it turns out that what Rahul did was to cover his body with his jacket.

"Wear this first until we get to the mosque. So you don't feel too cold" Rahul said casually. Making Zahra look at him with amazement. Rahul refocused on driving to continue the journey.

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They arrived at a minimalist mosque about twenty-five minutes later. Both of them immediately took ablution and performed zhuhur prayer with the other pilgrims.

After praying Rahul then praying. He thanked the Lord who had shown his wonders by returning Zahra to him. So that now they can perform worship in one mosque. He will never stop thanking you for the greatest gift.

But he still had one prayer that he would always pray in every bow. It was a prayer that God would heal Zahra as he had done so as to restore his wife's memory so that she could remember him as a husband. Not as a stranger. As a priest in his life. Not as an affair that has a forbidden relationship with him.

She had already missed the woman so much that she hugged and kissed her with the same happy feeling she used to. Not with feelings of sadness or guilt in others who have nothing to do with it. Call her husband or Satya again as before. Rahul rubbed both palms against his face.

After praying, he then followed his wife on the female shaf section. But he did not find the figure of Zahra among the women worshipers who were tidying their faces and sentences respectively while talking.

Rahul became a little panicked. Where's Zahra? Why couldn't he find her among the women?