The Perfect First Love
Drifting in the arms
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"Honey, Qilla" call Fahri gently to wake Syakilla up.
"Darling, wake up! Udah azan, we pray asar congregation ", said Fahri again rubbed Syakilla's head to wake up.
"Yes, Ma," Syakilla replied unconsciously making Fahri smile with anxiety.
As soon as she opened her eyes Syakilla was surprised to see Fahri who was so close to her face and touched her head.
" Why do you dare touch my head, don't take a chance in narrowness huh!" Syakilla was still unconscious.
" Dear I'm your husband" Fahri said
" Husband, I'm not married. You don't make 'em up" Syakilla said.
"Darling!, I'm not lying, I'm your husband, just got married this morning" Fahri said. She wanted to show her finger but she forgot that they had not had time to wear her wedding ring because of Mama Rosa who had fainted.
" I forgot to put on our wedding rings again" Fahri said.
"Suami" said Syakilla
"Yes, your husband," repeated Fahri again.
" Astagfirullah," said Syakilla rubbed his own face.
"I'm sorry, I forgot that we're married" Syakilla said.
" I do not understand pa-pa, we also just this morning legitimate so still believe not believe," replied Fahri understand and also relieved.
" Now you want to take a shower and keep us praying!," said Fahri.
" He, Mas. Did you wake up?" asked Syakilla.
"Still not yet" replied Fahri.
Syakilla got up from the sofa and brought a towel and a change of clothes into the bathroom in the hospital room.
It wasn't until half an hour that Syakilla was out of the bathroom but still wearing her hijab.
"Why are we still wearing the hijab, we're just the two of us here?" Ask Fahri.
" I'm sorry, I'm not used to it. There was a doctor who came in as well" replied Syakilla giving an excuse.
"You're right" Fahri replied.
"Have you taken wudhu mas?" asked Syakilla to switch the conversation.
"It was already, but when I woke up you accidentally hit your hand, so you have to re-wudhu," replied Fahri. Because when Syakilla woke up she brushed off Fahri's hand that was on her head.
" I'm sorry, but I really did not intentionally," said Syakilla felt guilty for accidentally brushing her husband's hand.
"She, no pa-pa, I understand you just woke up, so it's not entirely your fault" Fahri replied.
"I take ablution first, you get ready," continued Fahri.
"Yes, Mas" replied Syakilla
As long as Fahri takes the wudhu Syakilla prepares a prayer mat for the two of them in the room.
"We pray here, Mas. No one is looking after my mom!" Syakilla.
They prayed the prayer in the hospital room. After their prayers, they offered prayers led by Fahri, for their marriage and also the healing of Mama Rosa.
After the prayer, Fahri and Syakilla continued to read the Quran next to Mama Rosa. While reading the Quran Syakilla shed her tears. After teaching for healing, Mama Syakilla sat next to the mother and clasped her hand.
"Ma..Why Mama has not woke up too, he said Mama is just a soy sauce but why not wake up too" said Syakilla.
" Qilla misses Mama, Mama wakes up! I've obeyed Mama's will" said Syakilla.
" Yes, Mom is awake! Mama didn't hear what Qilla said, don't be too tired, you're so stubborn!" Syakilla said.
"Mama knows! I was sleeping right now when I woke up Mas Fahri's hand was in my head, because I don't remember if I was married, I brushed his hand a little rough. It's the same Mama Mas Fahri, why don't you guys tell me before he said he wanted to come to propose not to know marriage," Syakilla said.
" Now you wake up!," continued Syakilla shed her tears.
" Dear, don't cry. If Mama wakes up and sees you crying like this, Mama thinks I'm the one who makes you cry" said Fahri.
"Just let Mama get angry with you, Mama wakes up" Syakilla said but crying.
"Darling don't cry anymore" Fahri said again
" But, Mas. Why hasn't Mama woken up yet?" asked Syakilla to Fahri.
"Here" said Fahri asking Syakilla into his arms. However, Syakilla shook her head. But, Fahri kept pulling Syakilla into his arms.
" Not to be afraid, we are husband and wife. So don't be shy. I know this is what you need " said Fahri hugging Syakilla to be calmer.
Syakilla cried in Fahri's arms. It's true this is what Syakilla needs right now, someone's embrace.
For the first time Syakilla hugged a man in her life even with her Papa alone she had never hugged him all this time. He had never felt a father's embrace, perhaps as a child or never.
"Cry" said Fahri stroking Syakilla's head.
" I beg you, never leave me alone. As you did with Papa, I.then trust in you, please do not destroy my trust again..." syakilla's steam on the sidelines she's crying.
" I'm not going to break your trust" Fahri replied, holding back his tears from falling.
" You promised" said Syakilla.
"I don't want to promise, because a promise can be broken. But I will always pray with the Owner of the heart to always take care of our household forever, we both pray! May God always give happiness to our household " Fahri said.
Syakilla nodded in Fahri's arms. He feels very lucky to meet Fahri who always proves something with his actions not with his nonsense.
"Sorry all this time I've always been bad to think of you, Mas" said Syakilla.
" I'm also sorry, maybe you can think that way too because seeing my attitude is the same as you all this time, I also do not understand myself at that time " fahri smiled as he recalled his first meeting with Syakilla.
" Now don't cry anymore yeah, we fix it together, we start all over again" Fahri continued.
"Yes, Mas. Please guide me always yes I'm still far from perfect" Syakilla said.
" There are no perfect people in this world. I am also in the learning stage. We learn together to be better for the future" said Fahri.
Syakilla who was comfortable in Fahri's arms was reluctant to take off her arms. Fahri also did not try to let go of his embrace he still let Syakilla in his arms.
Until a while they hugged each other they forgot the shame, awkwardness they had felt when they came into contact with each other, they were swept away in each other's arms.
"Ehemm" muttered someone resuscitated Syakilla and immediately took off his embrace from Fahri.
