The Mystery of the White House

38.

The prayer unfolds to witness the prostration of a pair of men who always want to sulk to their Lord. Wrestling and asking for forgiveness. Prayer and hope are chanted by two human beings.

" Allahhuakbar"

The takbir was spoken from the priest's mouth. Started with alfatihah which he pronounced with makhraj and tajwid correct. It is not said to be perfect because it is still in the stage of always learning.

The tongue that was once mute now seems like a lot of oil smearing around it. It seems so easy to say without the slightest mistake.

Listened to the reading of a short verse that accompanies the prayer very solemnly'. Arise happy and amazed at the taste that is now present in the recesses of the woman's heart.

The reading made his ears more comfortable and continued to want to listen to his reading. After finishing his morning prayers, Vendra grabbed his cell phone.

Digital Quran from his cell phone. The recitation of verses - holy verses Quran with khuyu'. Aisha was only a loyal listener to everything her husband read.

Aisyah was just stunned and kept stunned by what her husband did. Listening is the same as getting a reward.

" Oh God.. Lord, thank You for the Delights You have given. But, why is he ?? Even the reading is very correct. Is she??" the question was plastered - the tubes perched on Aisha's head.

" Shodaqallahul'adzim" closed Vendra.

" why??? Struck??" he said Songong to his wife.

Vendr, who had finished his reading, saw his wife stare at him. He realized, would attract the attention of his wife if he did all this.

Not that he was arrogant, but in his heart he did intend to start from this dawn. And all he's done.

" Ehmmm" Aisyah neutralized her reverie.

" Pack up immediately. We're going back home" Vendra said.

" Hmm" Ayesha replied briefly.

Vendra left the room and came out with something. Aisyah was a little curious, what package her husband was carrying.

Soon Aisyah cleaned up all the items that turned out to be brought for her. Then she immediately sat down to wait for her husband who was out of the room somewhere.

There was a door squeak, a door sign moving.

" Already??" ask Vendra.

" Yes" Aisyah replied briefly.

" Come on" take Vendra quickly.

Aisha asked nothing. She just breezed in her husband's broad steps. Little ran in her husband's footsteps.

Mr. Darman is already in front of the hotel waiting for them. Mbok Saroh is also behind the wheel. Soon he got up.

" Dan, would you like to sit in the front or in the back?" ask Mbok Saroh.

Vendra only glanced at his slightly agitated wife.

" Front only" replied Vendra quickly.

" Mbok behind" Vendra ordered.

" Prepared Den" replied Mbok Saroh.

Mr. Darman who immediately drove his car before the sun showed himself. To arrive at the white house is not seen by other villagers.

" Sir, through the way of the mouse only" pinta bok Saroh.

" How's Den?" ask Mr. Darman for approval.

" Aish. Tight grip" pinta Vendra.

Mr. Darman immediately drove the car to the rat road. Vendra's words to rule his wife were the answer to his consent.

Aisyah who listened to the three people's conversation just kept quiet and followed the orders given by her husband.

" Road rat? what road exactly? Until - until I have to hold on tight like this" the curious inner Aisyah.

The car has now entered the village road that began to surge. Aisyah felt a little sway from her seat.

" Athaghfirullahhaladzim" said Aisyah in shock.

Aisyah was already churning in her sitting. Vendra who heard that just shook his head.

" Strong grip!!" shout Vendra.

Mr. Darman took the car with a very careful. The road was potholed, making everyone in the car churn.

Mbok Saroh looked at Aisyah who seemed to have turned pale. Like I'm gonna puke. Mbok Saroh immediately took out a plastic bag for Aisyah.

" This is Cah ayu" Mbok Saroh said.

Aisyah nodded quickly.

" No Mbok. Difficult later. Where did it even pop!!" vendra.

Vendra who listened to the conversation behind his seat immediately knew what topic was being discussed.

" Speak up a little bit" Vendra ordered.

Mr. Darman just nodded, and immediately planted the gas quickly.

" Hold it!! soon to arrive" said Vendra.

Before long the car had been parked in a slightly dark basement. Mr. Darman got off and immediately turned on the basement lights.

Aisyah seger came down and took out all the contents. But because it has not been filled with food, only a little liquid comes out.

Sweat had flooded Aisyah's forehead. Seger Vendra grabbed him and carried him in his carriage.

" Mas.mas. I can walk by myself" cried Aisyah by hitting her husband's shoulder.

" Suake up and obey!!" vendra.

Aisyah just kept quiet without any meaningful resistance. Vendra immediately led to a door behind which there were not too many stairs.

Ayesha was taken from her car. Aisyah then circulated her entire gaze in all directions.

" Where is this?" ask Aisyah.

Vendra immediately unlocked the room with a code. He then entered and immediately took Aisyah in.

A spacious room with a very simple decoration but impressed elegant and very comfortable. As I wanted to see Aisyah.

" Likes??" ask Vendra briefly.

Aisyah just nodded and smiled. Vendra who saw the twinkle of his wife's eyes was very happy and also looked happy.

" Come here!!" Vendra's orders.

Vendra is now sitting in a ranjqng with king size. Aisha immediately approached and sat down in front of her husband.

" Yes." answered Aisha.

" We live here. This is our room" said Vendra.

" this? But where is mas?" ask Aisyah curiously.

" Hmm. look out" said Vendra by showing the direction of his room window.

Without answering her husband, Aisyah stepped out her legs and pulled the curtains attached to the window.

" Subhanallah" said Aisyah amazed.

" Do you like it? " ask Vendra later.

" Yes, it's beautiful" replied Aisyah who was still scanning the scenery outside.

" Embb... mas" said Aisyah as she turned around.

" But, isn't this still in the white house? Why different?" aisha asked a little curiously.

" You'll know! Don't ask too many questions. Take a shower! Because I don't like it if you stick to this bed when exposed to outside dust" Vendra said slightly pressing.

" Alright sir.." replied Aisyah pressing down as well.

" I don't like that Aish!!" vendra shouted.

With a cry of Aisyah immediately went into the bathroom. And he was surprised by the design of the bathroom and other supporting furniture.

" What exactly is my husband? From the dowry to whatever it uses, it appears that all goods with facilities and technology are qualified. Why don't I know anything about him. Even he knows all the details about me"

" Is he a mafia? Most read novels, so think strangely. Is he really rich? Then what does it work? All day long she's just at home!!"

" Garden?? Ahh.. yeah, does he work in the garden?"

That's how Aisyah muttered along she was still doing her bathing activities.