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Faintly heard the sound of the adhan from the direction of the mosque which is located not far from the hotel where Arsen and Qanita were staying. Qanita felt one of her arms ache and immediately saw the cause. With wide eyes he was so gasped to see an arm wrapped around his upper body.

“Aaargh.” He screamed and got out of bed.

Qanita's shout instantly woke Arsen and looked so panicked, “kamu why ?” Arsen asked who sat down and looked at Qanita.

“What are you doing ? Why are you sleeping with me ?” Qanita asked who was trying to hold back the anger.

Hearing Qanita's words, Arsen immediately frowned and said “Did you forget ? I'm your husband.” Say Arsen and get back to breaking down.

“Gosh, sorry sorry.” He said later and chuckled. “Why can I get to this likeness ?” Ask yourself a question by holding your forehead and walking towards the bathroom.

“Indeed, maybe you're amnesia.” Typhoon Arsen with eyes still closed.

“Silence. Fajr-bajah already ngajak debate.” Sergeh Qanita and closed the bathroom door.

“indeed who invited the debate, one himself shouted at dawn. So don't hate me too much.” Timpal Arsen won't lose.

“Diaaaam.” Shouted Qanita from inside the bathroom.

“Hard of apparently.” Arsen muttered and continued his sleep, even though it had entered dawn.

After leaving the bathroom, Qanita saw that Arsen was still comfortable behind the blanket. Although not bear to wake up because of her husband's soy sauce, but Arsen had to perform dawn prayers.

“Ar, wake.” He spoke softly beside his husband.

“It's Fajr. Come on wake.” Pinta Qanita was gentle and stroked her husband's cheeks.

“Ah, happy, can be awakened by a living alarm, let alone by his own wife.” Arsen said in his heart.

“Io wake.” Qanita said slowly.

“Io ? you didn't call someone wrong?” Asked Arsen with his eyes still closed, apparently he deliberately did not mengubris call his wife.

“Arsenio ? Isn't that your name?” Qanita asked and looked at her husband.

“Oh yes, hehehe.” Arsen got out of bed and kissed Qanita on the cheek, then stepped into the bathroom.

After Arsen left for the bathroom, Qanita smiled and cleaned the bed.

“Io, don't be long. I have not wudhu.” Qanita said with a slight shout.

“Iya Qa, it's done.” Reply Arsen from the bathroom.

Shortly after, Arsen came out of the bathroom and spread his gaze on the two prayer mats that had been held. He quickly grabbed the clothes that Qanita had prepared. While Qanita, headed to the bathroom for bewudhu.

Today's Fajr prayer feels different for both of them, Arsen who believes Qanita feels so peaceful to be able to worship together. Likewise with Qanita, he was grateful that God sent a companion who God willing would guide him to Jannah. Arsen used to pray dawn in the mosque, but not today because he was late to wake up. After performing the Fajr prayer, Arsen and Qanita read the Qur’an and occasionally justify his wife's reading.

Qanita quickly embraced Arsen's body after ending her Quran recitation’annya.

“Are you no longer in doubt and ashamed?” Arsen asked who was staring at Qanita.

“It seems I have to get used to it. Hehehe.” Chortled. “I want to always be like this, rebuke me if I'm wrong, but never yell at me, because it sure hurts a lot.” Clearly and tightened the embrace on the husband.

“Iya me too. Tell me when you make a mistake. And don't let me down, because with you being quiet I don't know where my fault is, and it hurts so much, I feel like I'm invisible in your eyes and like I don't exist on this earth. Don't code, because sometimes I'm insensitive.” Arsen said and hugged his wife and then kissed the top of Qanita's head which was still wrapped in the face.

“Hehehe Yes.” Then nod his head. “I'm sorry about that.” Saying back.

Arsen did not answer Qanita's words but stroked her gently.

This morning after breakfast Arsen and Qanita spent time talking about what things both liked and disliked. After that they chose to watch TV, initially looking so enthusiastic but, shortly after that Qanita began to feel bored.

“Why ?” Arsen asked while looking at Qanita.

“I'm bored.” Qanita answered by looking at her fingernails.

“You're on shore ?” Ask Arsen and see Qanita back.

“Mau, want.” Qanita answered with enthusiasm.

Arsen looked for something on his phone, and brought it closer to his right ear “Yan, Assalamualaikum. You're at the hotel ? I borrow a car can I ?” Arsen asked Royyan across the phone.

Yeah, I'm at a hotel, again in my room. Go to the lobby directly. Answer Royyan.

“Yes already, I'm into the lobby just a little more.” Said Arsen and looked at Qanita.

Okay, if you're there, you call me again.

Waalaikumussalam´s chat.

Arsen and Qanita immediately got ready, then headed for the hotel lobby. As Royyan said, Arsen contacted him again. The receptionist was talking to someone across the phone.

“This is the key sir.” Tell the receptionist politely. “My partner will drive you to his car, Mr. Royyan.” he continued back and pointed to his male partner.

“Alas this is Royyan Io's hotel?” Qanita asked Arsen while walking.

“Iya this is Royyan's hotel, one of which is exactly.” Arsen answered with Qanita's hand.

“Oooh, pantesan mama choose this hotel.” Qanita.

“Iya, besides mama does not know if this is Royyan.” hotel Arsen said and opened the car door for his wife.

Immediately Arsen and Qanita drove towards the beach. Arriving at the beach, Qanita looks so carefree, and eyes that sparkle. Without waiting for Arsen he immediately passed from the car and headed for the beach.

Qanita is seen running around a little without regard for Arsen. “Do not run-run Qa.” Arsen's advice is to walk behind Qanita. Qanita just looked at Arsen and smiled sumringah.

Qanita looks so carefree to enjoy the beach that she seems to ignore Arsen who was sitting and busy taking pictures of her secretly.

“If you want to take a picture of me say, don't be quiet. “ Chirps Qanita who turned out to be aware of her husband's activities.

Arsen just smiled faintly and approached his wife “Sini.” Arsen said and wrapped his hands around Qanita's waist. Initially seen repulsion from Qanita, but soon undone as Arsen increasingly tighten his hands.

The newlyweds took pictures and looked Qanita who leaned on Arsen with a big smile and again showed a small basin on both cheeks.

“If afternoon must be good, can see sunset.” Qanita said while looking at their photos.

“When we're here again. This afternoon we have to check out and go home.” Timpal Arsen while watching the surrounding scenery.

“My house or yours ?” Tanya Qanita later.

“House whose key I loved you yesterday.” Javan Arsen and pinch Qanita's cheeks.

“Indeed can already be occupied ?” Qanita asked back.

“Already, some of our goods have been delivered there, and maybe in the next few days there will be a tasyakuran house. Nothing we do tonight ?” Ask Arsen.

“Nothing.” Qanita answered and stepped in front of Arsen so that his feet could be exposed to sea water.

“Come home, this already want Dzuhur.” Take Arsen and hold Qanita's hand. His wife just nodded and followed him.

As said by Arsen that this afternoon they will check out and go home that has been prepared by Arsen for Qanita. When going to check out looks Royyan who just got out of the elevator and will return home.

“Ar.” Call Royyan.

“Hmm.” Replied Arsen who was busy issuing his credit card without looking at Royyan.

“Already, take Qanita home.” Said Royyan and seized Arsen's credit card.

“Laaah, why did you take ?” Ask Arsen.

“Back home, home. My car take it first.” Royyan said and encouraged Arsen to leave the lobby.

“Eh, half sane. Here I want to pay.” Sergey Arsen and suddenly became the center of attention of people who were around the lobby.

“Udah tilted. This is a wedding present for you from me.” Typhoon Royyan.

“Jeez Yan, you know that. Next week I'll check out.” Tymphal Arsen.

“Which I have even lost.” Sergey Royyan and staring cynically at Arsen. “Anit, take your tilted husband home gih.” He said to Qanita.

“Hahaha, yes, yes. Come Io.” Bring Qanita. “Thank you Yan, for the gift.” Qanita said politely.

“Your wife is not kelulungan, it is you are brash who is not kelulungan.” Cibir Royyan to Arsen.

“Yes that's why I just want him.” Timpal Arsen.

“Eh, remember ntar night. I read the group, right ?” Ask Royyan back.

“Iya, if he's ngijinin.” Said Arsen and glanced at Qanita who had her hand. “Udah, I'm home. Assalamualaikum.” Pamit Arsen and leave the lobby.

“Waalaikumussalam.”