The Light of Love Salma

Prone Position

"May what you say be true," timpal Kafa, who is now walking closer to the nightstand to put his wallet and mobile phone, walked towards the closet and picked up a long-sleeved nightgown.

"Quick break! you will need a lot of energy to go to the city tomorrow" Kafa said before going into the bathroom.

Salma did not answer Kafa's orders, she immediately walked to the closet to pick up a change of clothes and then went into the bathroom to change clothes. Long enough Salma was in the bathroom to clean some limbs before going to bed including ablution water'. Actually Salma never drags now when she wants to sleep, but now she feels afraid to go straight out of the bathroom, he said, Salma was afraid that Kafa would ask for his right, and Salma was still not ready to fulfill his duty.

"How is this?" muttered Salma confused herself in the bathroom while Kafa was already preparing to sleep, Kafa arranged the pillow and began to relax himself enjoying a little pain in his body, lying on the sofa did feel uncomfortable, indeed, but Kafa doesn't want Salma to feel scared or uncomfortable if he sleeps next to Salma right now.

'Czech'

Slowly but surely Salma opened the bathroom door and peeked to see the state of the room that actually looks quiet.

'Where is Kafa going? did he go out again?' salma is filled with question marks.

Seeing the state of the room that was already deserted like an uninhabited Salma decided to walk back and forth to the mattress in the hope that Kafa had fallen asleep there, but what was thought was not in accordance with the reality, the mattress that Salma had thought Kafa had slept soundly there now looked empty. Looking at the empty mattress and no one sleeping there Salma tried Kafa's existence, quite observant Salma circulated the view to see a long mound on the sofa that Salma believed was Kafa sleeping.

'Why is he sleeping on the couch? why not sleep in bed? is it that wise of her to me that she won't sleep in one bed with me?' inward Salma was full of curiosity to see Kafa sleeping under the blanket on the sofa which he could make sure was not as comfortable as the mattress he used to occupy.

"Salma, what the hell is in your brain? you expect him to sleep with you? who are you to hope that things will not happen" murmured Salma who was only heard by himself.

Salma who did not want to continue thinking about something that was quite disturbing her heart slowly walked towards the mattress to rest, and, the fatigue that had dominated him and the mattress that felt very comfortable was inversely proportional to the Salma bed in the boarding school successfully made Salma sleep in a short time, while Kafa who was asleep is now awake, the discomfort that he tried to throw back in the first place.

"It turns out that sleeping on the sofa makes the body more sick," complained Kafa who now changes the position of sitting staring straight ahead.

'Did I sleep in bed?' inner Kafa.

Logic and his heart are now at war, Kafa logic states that if Salma is now his wife then what is wrong if he sleeps on the same bed, if Salma is already his wife, even Kafa deserves more than just sleeping on the same bed, but the Kafa Heart says otherwise, he assumed that Salma still did not love him and could not accept a marriage that was not Salma's own will.

Kafa still looked confused, sitting looking straight ahead thinking about what he was going to do, his heart and logic were at war looking for the most appropriate answer.

"Ahh, very stupid, I don't care, the important thing is I can sleep well," great-granddaughter Kafa stood up and pulled the rough blanket on the mattress and then walked quickly to the mattress to lay down beside Salma who looked deep in his sleep.

Kafa who used to sleep in a comfortable place immediately fell asleep shortly after sleeping next to Salma.

The night was getting late, the cold began to feel entering through the ventilation spots to make room residents feel the cold that pierced into the bones.

'Allah, why is it so cold?' salma's inner murmured, Salma began to move unknowingly looking for the most comfortable place for her, relieving the coldness and seeking the warmth she found without her realizing what had happened.

Comfort began to feel Salma as well as felt by Kafa, now he began to feel comfortable, a soft mattress that was getting warmer in addition to bolsters that felt so comfortable to hug.

'Wait, roll? didn't I leave my roll on the sofa and on this bed there was only one roll that Kafa knew for sure if it was being embraced by Salma, Kafa continued to think of the bolster he was hugging.

"Salma" Kafa said as he watched Salma sleep comfortably in his arms.

The clanking of the clock continued to walk leaving the cold of the night, the sound of crowing chickens was crowded before the dawn of adhan reverberated, disturbing the calm of every person who was asleep in the cradle of dreams.

"Alhamdulillahilladzi ba'dama ama tana wailaihinusyur," lirih Kafa expressed every gratitude he felt because he was still given the opportunity to improve tomorrow.

Slowly Kafa opened his eyes the first thing he saw was a perfect sculpture of almighty creation, a flawless smooth beautiful face clearly displayed before him, what a beautiful creation of God this time.

Kafa was still staring fixedly at Salma's face which was now right in front of him with one perfectly circular left hand on his waist, up to one movement of Salma's body is able to make the eyes that were once perfectly open now immediately closed again.

Salma wriggled in search of the most comfortable position to continue sleeping, she tightened her arms, since last night she enjoyed the most comfortable weed she had ever used, it felt warm as if alive.

"Wait to live?" muttered Salma, this time it was Salma's turn to realize that the weed she was hugging was very different from the weed she usually wore, as soon as Salma's eyes opened as she realized everything.

"Aaaaahhhhhh," cried Salma as she pushed strong Kafa's body in her arms earlier.

"Astaghfirullah," Kafa spontaneously after being thrown from the bed because of a kick plus Salma's death push.

"Eh, sorry-sorry, I accidentally, I'm sorry Mas Kafa," salma said after she realized that now she had hurt Kafa who had legitimately become her husband and not a forbidden thing if Kafa slept beside her even had become the most comfortable bolster.

Salma reached out and tried to help Kafa who was now sitting sweetly on the floor with a blanket still perfectly rolled up on his body.

"Let me help!" salma said as he reached out to Kafa.

Kafa momentarily looked straight at Salma who was reaching out and then came up with an idea that made a sly smile appear on Kafa's face.

"Alright, you must feel what I feel" muttered Kafa who was only heard by his own ears.

Unexpectedly Kafa immediately pulled Salma's hand very strongly, and Salma who was not as strong as Kafa immediately plunged into the body of Kafa who now stretched out right when he brought Salma down.

What a very vulnerable position, both of them were silent staring at each other with Salma who was right above Kafa's body, the hearts of both were pounding like the footsteps of a war-willing horse, The two eyes locked each other until an object that was initially chewy now began to harden like wood began to feel and it made Salma realize that at this time she had to wake up before the hard object holding his answer back to bending.

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