The Journey of Love Shofia

Story Before Sleep

"Why didn't you say Jo before?" shofia asked as the two were already inside Shofia's room. Shofia and Jo sit next to each other on the edge of the bed.Jo's family has gone home. Shofia's family had also entered into her room.

"And you'll avoid it again... " Jo looked at his wife's face.

"sorry. I'm just... "

"No need to explain Shof. Let's rest. Now you must be tired."

"All right." Shofia then goes up to the bed followed by Jo. Shofia immediately settles down on herself.

"Aren't you sick of sleeping in that hijab? Not good lo." said Jo as she stroked Shofia's headscarf. Now they lie face to face.

"I'm ashamed of Jo."

"Why embarrassed? I am your husband now. Sit down." Shofia sat back down. Subdues head.

"I helped you out." Shofia just nodded. Jo's hand immediately picked up the brooch used to hook the rectangular hijab. After he managed to pull the cloth slowly.

It didn't get there. Jo grabs a hairband that ties Shofia's long hair. Shofia always folds her hair so that it is not visible from the outside. Jo releases the ribbon slowly fearing it will hurt Shofia.

"Well this is right if made to sleep will feel comfortable" said Jo while outlining Shofia's hair just released from the rope. Instantly the fragrant hair of Shofia wafted tickling Jo's heart. Jo could feel his heart beating faster.

"Let's go to sleep" Jo said after earlier landing a brief kiss on Shofia's forehead. He pulled Shofia to lie next to him.

"Today I'm so happy Shof." Jo stared fixedly at Shofia's face this time she saw Shofia without using a head covering cloth. Shofia's beauty is increasingly radiated by the presence of a slightly messy hair without a rope.

"I'm happy too Jo." Shofia smile.

Jo grabs Shofia's hand. Grasping her then kissing the two alternately. As Jo kisses Shofia's left hand, she sees a ring on Shofia's middle finger. Shofia who was aware of it immediately grabbed hold of the ring and turned it around slowly.

"This is the ring my ex-husband Jo used to have. You're not angry if I wear it?" shofia asked worriedly. He realized that it was not good to think of another man now.

"Why should I be angry? I should've thanked him because he made you happy." Jo kissed Shofia's palm.

"The name is Zakaria Husain Fuadi."

"Who's Shof?"

"Zakaria Husain Fuadi. Why?"

"Zaka who owns Miftahul Huda's cabin?"

"Yes. You familiar?"

"Yes. We're good friends. So you're the one Rizwan will introduce me to?"

"Are you Jo Har?"

"Yes Shof. Well, it turns out destiny is playing us up like this." Jo kisses the ring that is coiled on Shofia's ring finger. He was so grateful to be able to make Shofia his wife.

"Said Rizwan you refused to be introduced to me Jo. Why?"

"Of course because I had to try to steal your heart. If I want to be introduced to someone else, that means I'm not serious Shof."

"But you rejected me Jo."

"But I didn't know that what I was about to introduce was you."

Shofia again remembered his conversation da Rizwan through a telephone connection.

Flash back on....

📞Shof sorry yes. My friend didn't want to be introduced to you.

📞 It's OK Riz.

📞 I really don't feel good about you Shof.

📞 No problem Riz. Someone is already shrewd. We can only try. The result is determined by God.

Flash back off...

"But that was two months ago Jo. and we just met there hasn't even been a month, right?"

"When I found out I was transferred to Kediri, I decided to go back to look for you."

"Are you sure I was single at the time?"

"of course. I know you're hard to conquer."

"But Gus Zaka can conquer my heart."

"That's because I taught him."

Flash back on....

A santri is being punished by the caretaker because he cannot thwart the Nadzoman he was taught. Sia was told to arrange santri sandals on a special shelf in the boarding school Al-ikhlas, Malang.

That Santri is Jo. Jo who has no basis in religious science certainly has difficulty digesting the new knowledge he gets. When he read the Qur'an, he still could not. Moreover, it must memorize the verses of nadzom. But Jo has a strong determination. He always tries his best. But what can be done if the optimal results are still not able to meet the standards of the Ustadz.

"What are you doing here?" ask the other santri who is already going back to the cottage. He is Zacharias.

"Oh this is kang. I was punished for not memorizing the nadzoman." Jo replied with a smile. He was not even ashamed to admit that he was being punished..

"if it's not wrong. You're the new santri who just moved it?"

"really. Introduce me Jauhar." Jo stretched out her hand.

"Zakaria. Just call Zaka."

From then on Jo and Zakaria became friends. Zakaria painstakingly taught many religious lessons that Jo had not yet understood. They also sometimes become wayward students. They sometimes work together to go outside the hut which is a ban for santri.

Jo and Zakaria are santri with a young soul who is still passionate. They both sometimes feel bored and want to find entertainment outside the cottage even if only by walking wherever the feet step. Alias is not direction.

One day their members increased. At that time Rizwan wanted to feel the sensation of breaking the rules of the cottage. Rizwan who knew Zakaria asked to come along when they did the act of escaping.

"Har. This introduces our new member. Rizwan." both shake hands. And that was the beginning of a group that often ran away and made the manager fog because no one could catch their action wet.

And Jo also often taught Zakaria and other students to play guitar. But Rizwan does not want to learn because he is not interested.

Flash back off....

"That's our story Shof. We are sleeping now. Tomorrow we'll be busy." said Jo grabbing Shofia's mother in his arms. Both enjoyed the moment.

The embrace of the two slowed down the feeling of calm in each other's hearts. Their bodies warmed each other in arms. Jo drowned Shofia in the chest of her field. He kissed Shofia's head several times.

Shofia also enjoys Jo's embrace. She enjoyed the warm chest of the man who was her husband. Shofia also enjoyed the scent of musk that came out of Jo's body. The longer he looked for his own comfort.

"I love you Shof."

"...." - ".Shofia was silent. He hasn't slept. But he was embarrassed to express his feelings.

"Shaof."

"Hem"

"Do you love me too?"

"Is that important now Jo?"

"of course. I just want to make sure my wife loves me, too."

"...." - ".Shofia breaks away from the embrace. He advances his face and kisses Jo's lips briefly.

"You lured me Shof? I've paid your keel. I won't hesitate now."

Shofia is back. He drowned his face in Jo's chest. Looking for comfort there.

"I'm not fishing Jo. That's how I express that I love you too."

Jo raised Shofia's face. He kissed that face many times. Starting from the lips, cheeks, eyes. nose, eyebrows nothing is missed. Before he stopped his act he kissed Shofia's old ranum lips.

"It has. Enough for now. We better get some sleep or else we won't be able to attend tomorrow's event." Jo pulls Shofia back in her arms. Kissing the Shofia's head repeatedly. Jo's left hand was coiled around Shofia's waist. Shofia's right hand also hugged Jo's body. The two fell asleep hugging each other.

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