The Light of Love Salma

Decree Kafa

"Well, Mas Kafa," replied Mila who could never refuse Kafa's request.

Kafa chose to sit on a chair that Ummi prepared especially for him when paying attention to the activities of the students. Kafa waited long enough for Dance which should be able to come faster as Kafa estimated.

Ten minutes passed and the new Dance revealed her nostrils, she walked leisurely with a backpack perched beautifully on her back.

"Lelet," Kafa grumbled as he looked at Dari casually walking towards him.

"This is Salma's shirt" said Tari shortly after arriving near Kafa.

"Hm, thank you," answered Kafa, he was often cold, but Kafa never forgot the manners that Ummi had taught him.

"Why are you still there?" kafa asked as he saw that Dance was still faithfully standing before him.

"I think there's still more orders for me, if there's no excuse me, assalamualaikum," said Tari waltzing away leaving Kafa who is now walking into the house with a bag that has moved.

'Czech'

The sound of the door sounded so slow because Kafa opened it so quietly, he walked into the room.

"Astaghfirullah," muttered Kafa who was only able to hear him.

Kafa's eyes are perfectly rounded when he sees the beautiful scenery in front of him, Kafa sees Salma who is trying to reach the kemonceng that is deliberately stored in the closet by the owner. Salma who had a body not too high so hard, many times Kafa saw Salma raise his hands up trying to grab it, and Salma's movement made the t-shirt he was wearing move upward according to Salma's hand movements. Although there was no love in Salma's heart, he was still a normal man, and as a normal man, Kafa sensed something that disturbed his soul and awakened something that was sound asleep in its place.

"Khem," Kafa immediately cleared his throat trying to resuscitate Salma who was still trying to reach the bell.

"Kafa's come, is that my shirt?" sahut Salma who looks ordinary, it seems he does not realize what he has felt.

"Yes, yes," Salma could only obey Kafa's orders without being able to refuse them.

"The next day we will go to the city and stay there for a while. So prepare!" kafa said enough to make Salma surprised.

"To town? why should I move there? wouldn't it be better to stay here to accompany Ummi?" Salma sped up the movement of changing her clothes and walked hurriedly closer towards Kafa who was sitting on the sofa by the window.

"There's something I need to finish in town, and you need to accompany me!" the answer that really cannot be accepted by Salma.

"Give me the right excuse Mas Kafa! I can't just leave Ummi and Abah behind" Salma demanded that Kafa explain the exact reason he could accept what Kafa decided.

"You are now my wife, so remember your duty and follow my command!" Kafa looked so determined to not say why he had brought Salma into town.

Salma could only silently hear Kafa's true words, though she could still debate Kafa's words to get a reasonable answer, but this time Salma chose to give in.

"Quick put on your hijab! we've been waiting for another family" Kafa again gave the order.

"Wait a minute!" sahut Salma walked quickly closer to the backpack that had been carried by Kafa.

'May Dance put in my makeup kit, ' Inner Salma.

"Thank God," muttered Salma who was only able to hear by herself.

Salma slightly polished her face with powder and lipglos, even so her face was so glowing with red lips teasing after smeared lipglos. And Kafa could only sigh when he saw Salma slightly berias with long hair that was half wet, at this time Salma was really testing the faith.