The Heart of Raisya

Just a dream

Tonight is our second night. There was no sign of romance I would get from my husband. Tonight we just went through, my husband went to bed before me with his back like last night. While I can't fall asleep yet. These eyes refused to close. Something is breaking my heart. I saw my husband's HP lit up, it seemed like there was a message coming in. Actually I'm curious.But even though he has become his wife, of course I do not want to interfere with his privacy. Although there should be openness in the household.

"*Sabar Raisya this is just the beginning, your journey is still long, is not marriage is the longest worship*," I murmured in my heart. Soon I began to fall asleep.

I felt a chewy thing touch my forehead, it felt so warm.

I smiled getting it.Something seemed to hug my body. I was shocked by the sound of coughing, yes my husband coughed as it turned out.

And when I opened my eyes it was my husband sleeping on the floor with a blanket. "it turned out to be just a dream," but that hug was very real to me. Maybe because I was expecting that. I threw my mind away. But it is only natural that as a legal husband and wife I expect romantic treatment from her husband. "huft realized Raisya you dream" my inner self.

I saw the wall clock showing 11pm, I went to sleep again.

When I woke up 2 in the morning to pee, I saw my husband was no longer under the bed."where was he?" my inner. I gathered my consciousness "ah maybe to the bathroom", I murmured again.

Understand the house in the village so the bathroom is near the kitchen. I was going to the bathroom but I saw the door open. I was curious, after I peeked it turned out that Kak Firman slept curled up below, on his alphabet.he probably overslept after praying.

I looked at his face that was now sleeping with regular breathing. The face I looked at even I touched. But I don't have the courage to do that, I'm ashamed and afraid to be mistaken. Mature tanned skin, sharp nose, hard jaw, I think this husband has the right posture.If you want to be described this husband is like one of the actors in the Genra buana film Indosiar. As for me, a petite body with fair yellow skin, a fit-and-fit nose, red and tiny lips. And don't forget my dimples that add a plus when I smile, people say.

Me and Brother Firman are indeed adrift at the age of 8 years, he looks mature according to his age. After looking at my husband's face, I took the initiative to pick up a blanket in the room. Because I saw him look cold. I wrapped her body slowly, so as not to wake her up. I immediately went to the bathroom all wudu and got merunajat.

Until finally dawn came, I woke Brother Firman.

" So it's dawn."I woke her up slowly.

"hmmm." she gave him back.

I touched his hand with the blanket.

"Wake brother! it's dawn." I said back.

We also pray together. I guaranteed all his prayers that he read in Arabic.After that when he was about to kiss his hand he suddenly woke up without looking at me, I paused before he saw it.

"It turns out my life does not seem as beautiful as the online novel I read. where after finishing praying the wife kissed the back of her husband's hand then the husband kissed his wife's forehead".

At 7 am, we had breakfast together in the living room. This morning I was just cooking fried rice and beef-eye eggs.

After breakfast, I started a conversation

"Sister, yesterday ummi and abah already saying goodbye to home, they send greetings to brother, sorry yesterday I forgot to tell you." said I lowered my head not dare to look at him.

"Yes, pa-pa, after this we play at Mom's house, you get ready!"

"Good sister." I immediately changed my robe and hijab. I'm not very good at putting on makeup. Simply use powder, eye pencil alias wedge, and a little lip balm. It didn't take long for me to dress up.

If we were a normal couple, maybe I would ask my husband's opinion to wear what color clothes. Of course a husband will praise the appearance of his wife.And will comment if he does not like. What else for the newlyweds, said people still warm her. A wife is not a dress for her husband. But this doesn't apply to me. Never praise, just look at it as if it were not. But I still thought well, I assumed he was embarrassed and not used to me. Love comes from getting used to it.

May God bring love between us soon.

"Can I wear these sandals?" I asked and pointed at the sandals that I had not yet opened.

"Wear it! that's your right. What has been given to you means it is yours, don't ask again."

oh no why are his words a little spicy in my hearing. What he said, what I'm entitled to is not to be asked again. But why for his heart that should have been my right seems to be difficult for me to reach.

Without lingering, I immediately put on the slippers. No matter what he says anymore. Consider it a message from a husband. Maybe all this time I've been a spoiled kid. So sensitive with a slightly pressing sentence.

Sorry if the reader previously read this chapter is different . Because I have revised.