There's No Saying Dear

Not Finished either... Uh the problem

Still on Saturday, it looks like the couple will be celebrating the second anniversary of the month. Has not solved the problem of the household. Exactly on the porch of Light looked at the face of her husband who did not want to talk to her as usual. Sky only talk about rations can drink the chocolate, after that. The young man was silent again.

"The ridha isn't it?" The woman smiled at her husband.

The sky was silent, the young man did not like it, if his wife was close to another man. Even in a business relationship.

"Mas!" Her voice whined a little, while playing the end of her husband's suit.

Ow hell! The young man saw his wife's face very funny. But honey! The whine did not make the young man's heart, quickly softened.

The sky is still silent, fortunately Saturday so entering a little afternoon does not matter.

"Let's answer" he said, pleading.

"Not when I say, I'll sell meatballs Mas, no problem? Then why when I want to do business with Dusk! I got out of the car, like I was angry, don't-don't... " The light smiled, pointing at her husband's face. Then shut his mouth with both hands.

"What?" ask her husband flat.

The tiptoed light then whispered something in the young man's ear.

"Mas, jealous right? Oh, my shit."

"Groan!" The sky answered casually, but his wife's face was not relaxed.

Light thought her husband wouldn't admit, but his mind was wrong. Ow hell! The woman was embarrassed until her cheeks were red.

Unfortunately the young man did not include the dayus man. Dayus is a husband who has no jealousy at all towards his wife's careless behavior, even though it is done in front of his eyes. Serong acts in the life of the household are vile acts that are forbidden by Allah SWT.

"What do you want, I'm not jealous of you?" The sky asked his wife.

"Huh?" Light gawked, the shoulder-length hair thought that if her husband was not jealous it meant that her husband did not love her.

The light shakes its head.

"Yes, I've." Sky talk.

"Wait a minute, but he's my best friend." The light drew her husband's hand.

"Keep, what if the friend will be nothing! Remember that! The man and woman have no such thing as a pure suhabasan." The sky wiped the sweat off his forehead. Because his wife is stubborn.

"If the other is not ngarep, surely the other is comfortable," he said again.

The light fell silent, true what her husband said. He used to be so nervous to the man from Sumatra.

I don't know why the young man could say that.

"How serious? I had to make a unilateral decision" he said, looking down because he knew it was wrong.

"Now, don't be too hasty in making decisions, think first what will be the problem in the future, you don't ask your husband first, allow it not? Just take it. l know, you are observant in seeing business opportunities that will be profitable, create a cafe. But you should also ask me first (i know, you are observant in seeing business opportunities that will be profitable, create a cafe. But you should also ask me first)." The sky spoke while rubbing his face rough.

"I'm leaving." The sky left his wife.

While Light felt guilty, the woman was too hasty to make up her mind.

Understandably human history was created with a hasty nature. Qs explained. 21/An-Anbiya: 37.

The clock is nine o'clock. The red cargo stopped in front of the two-story shophouse. The lady with the hair of a boat, got out of the angkot and paid for it.

"Thank you." Light receives fare change.

His face was not bright, his lips were not smiling. The woman was confused, because her husband was not pleased with her.

"Hi." The sound made the light look to the side. The light breathed out slowly. Then walk towards that person.

"Morning," said the Light, with a lethargic face.

"Why you? Any issues?" That person was holding the chin of Light.

The reflex light hit that hand hard.

"Oh, you if the nabok is sick." The man held his wrist.

"Sorry, it's not on purpose Sanjo!" The light answered, while grinning the horse.

After all, she had to cover up her guilt to her husband. In front of his best friend.

"What is not intentional, your people hit deliberately too," said Dusk casually.

"Bri reflex!" Light berkilah.

"Yes, we're up." Dusk pulls Light's hand. The light wants to let go but is afraid if his best friend is offended.

In his office the young man was very frustrated. How not, the work is so hard. As it is known that the name of the director is not just monitoring the performance of his subordinates. But the finance director also needs to prepare the financial statements that he manages. With the help of his staff, reports must be prepared in detail before reaching the table of the main director. Not only that the young man is also mandatory, mawas with healthy company financial pain. With such a thing, it would be easier to make that young man. Take immediate action if there is a problem with the financial statements. That young man, very frustrated. Because that morning his relationship with his wife was also a problem.

Ting! The message came in on the young man's phone.

I knew! I was wrong, but how else. I can't say if Mas, jealous. And there's no way I'd say if Mas disagreed, if I was in business with my best friend.

I don't want people to judge me, bad, too jealous, or distrust my wife, or anything. Give me a week to learn to make martabak, after that my best friend and I will not meet often. Trust me, husband... Az-zahra will soon be able to learn martabak. Uhibuk Ya Zawji(i love you, my husband).

The frustrated sky thought about the work, the lips slowly smiled. Because of the message his wife sent him. Moreover, that last sentence, made his heart smile as well.

The light is in the kitchen of the cafe, the woman always looks at her phone but unfortunately, the phone does not have any notifications. Though the woman had tried to please her husband by saying 'uhibuk ya zawji'. What a shame that woman. Just so her husband knew, the woman wrote like that very embarrassed. Ten times the woman deleted the message, which she was about to send to her husband.

"Why not be answered." The light that replaced frustration because of her husband.

The woman re-typed something and sent it to someone. The twilight that is beside him does not like, because his best friend instead focuses on playing mobile phone.

"Well, if you keep playing mobile, when to learn? He said he could hurry." Dusk rebuked his best friend.

The light instantly stored his phone into his jeans pocket.

"Ah, sorry Sen, hehe." The light smiled stiffly.

The cell phone on the table rang. The owner glanced at it, then took the phone. On the screen of the phone is listed the name of the delivery is Az-zahra Mas!.

Mas zawaji, you can borrow two million, I want to buy a freezer for a cafe.

The sky reading the message he just smiled. Message from his wife.

Turning to the cafe, the shoulder-haired woman was very exaited to learn to make martabak. Sometimes she smiles at her best friend. Sometimes jail too, put the dough later, he rubs it into the nose of his best friend.

"Haha." Laughing, covering his mouth.

"Lu, yes!" Dusk replied to his jailing best friend, then laughed.

The clock shows twelve o'clock in the afternoon. Cafe visitors can say pretty. Because it was the first time it opened. How could the woman, say little or much, if there was no comparison. Maybe Sunday, the woman will know the comparison. Light must appreciate the process. Doesn't everyone go through a different process. The point is to appreciate every process we go through. Because it is part of the motivation and struggle before finally success. Appreciate the smallest portion, if we never appreciate the process. It is the same as dropping your own spirit. Focus on the process, not just on the results.

"By the way, you know your husband where, very quickly married."' Dusk asked, while grating the cheese on top of the martabak.

The light just observing Dusk makes martabak.

"Ah cave is known."

"Yes?" Dusk asked back.

"Actually he was his sister, the late brother of Earth."

"Who is he, you never tell me about Earth." Dusk asked, while giving milk on top of martabak.

"Cave husband candidate" he replied.

"Ah, means you're in that Jodohin? Not the same brother, same sister." his teasing, then laughing.

"Lu, would you like to say the cave doesn't do that?" tanya Light sneered.

"Somewhat is it." Relax once the answer, it makes the Light as ridiculed.

"How long is the introduction?" tanya Dusk, while lifting the martabak from the burning.

"When we met on the sidewalk, remember?" ask the Light, start telling stories.

Dusk nodded, while cutting the martabak.

"Well, at that time the cave came home from work, about nine pm, the cave was confused why there were guests at home. It turns out that the family of the mas, the cave thought at that time they were just silahturahmi only. Apparently, Raharja's grandfather proposed to the cave for his grandson." Light tells a long, long story while remembering the time he was proposed.

"Keep, you know what you want, how's that? The term you're anti-same guy, at most doang cave." Speak confidently at the end of the sentence.

"Kc... " The light shuddered, because of his friend.

Dusk who saw the face of his best friend as bad as he pinched the small cheeks of his best friend.

"Sick, Sen mending lu pinch gini must not hurt." Light speaks 'this' while pinching the shoulder of Dusk. You could say revenge.

"Jawab, how do you want to?" Dusk urged.

"The cave also does not know, how the cave can be willing and easily agree. But as the cave recalls, in the brain it flashed 'Don't get married just for falling in love, but marry because you believe God's heaven is closer to him'. Gua thinks yasudah! Maybe that's God's way. Finding a soul mate for His servant. One of them with the matchmaking process like that." The light ended his speech.

"Why don't you think long before making a decision, isn't this about the future?" ask Dusk again.

"I know, the cave's answer is not realistic to think of someone, maybe people will say. You crazy? That's the future, don't play games.

But I'm sure of Allah. Is not everything in this world acting and moving at His direction. Why should the cave have any doubt about that. I trust God exceeding myself."

"OK, how can you get closer to your husband, the term you never know before?" ask Dusk, who wants to know. It was like a reporter.

"Just like we used to be, we used to meet before, right? Same with you and your lover."

Dusk fell silent because of the words of his best friend.

The light began to speak again. "Pun is the same as the cave and the mas, we are required to know each other before marriage. About a year ago we know, at least we also know the nature of each other, although not all, back again all of it is processing, nothing instant, but, but after we are married we find many good and bad qualities from the cave as well as from the cave husband. We can also position ourselves, the cave so the wife should how. And he should be a husband how. We do not have to position as a couple, there are times when we can be, friends or sisters. The term snacking is yes, mutual presence when needed is important." The light took a breath before continuing. "If one childish one must be an adult. "

Dusk heard well, while wiping his hands.

"Then, the cave used to like someone close to the cave, but that's life, that close is not necessarily ours. The beginning can't necessarily be our future." Light speaks, unconsciously.

Twilight fell silent, thinking of something that had seeped in his brain.

Why is it only now that the cave finds, your mature nature. Why must the cave now see you as the perfect woman. Why is it only now that the cave feels the loss of a cave friend. And what does that mean by the words you say. The one who's close to you, who's Cah. You've never been close to another man except the cave, the cave knows you. Since lu SMP in Sumatra to MA. He had only moved to Jakarta for four years. Have you ever loved caves.

He stared at his best friend's face. All is over, the love of Light for Dusk is gone like the sun is gone by dusk (magrib).