Towards True Love 2

My wife

Rio again caught the change in my attitude when we got home. I usually wait for his fingers to reach me so we can go hand in hand. Now I just leave him, walk around and ignore his call.

"What's the matter exactly? Why did my wife change her attitude like that? Where is my fault ...." Rio muttered to himself. Half-runningly the handsome man caught up with me.

I've almost reached half the stairs. But my stomach suddenly reacted and forced me not to continue my steps anymore.

"So I'll help you, honey." Rio directly carried me like bridal style. I wanted to refuse his help. But in fact, I was no longer able to climb these stairs to the end. Something felt in my stomach.

"Don't repeat, Mi .. wait for Abi to climb the stairs." His shady eyes fell on my retina. But I immediately took my eyes off when I met.

Rio did not immediately lower my body when he reached the room. He just sat me on his lap. Now we sit on the edge of the bed.

"What's up, Mi? Is there anything that's bothering Umi's mind?" Rio scratched my heart again which was being burned with jealous flames.

I'm staying quiet. If I'm angry like this, I'd rather lock my mouth tight. Fear if there are words that come out will actually hurt the feelings of others.

CUPS

A kiss suddenly fell on my lips. "Abi will continue to kiss these locked lips in order to open her voice" she said, then kissed my lips again.

The rain I got today. The heart that was heating up now began to cool down. The kiss of my husband's lips became a panacea to dampen my emotions. Rio already found it, the antidote to all my emotions when it overflows like this.

I looked at his two eyeballs. Right, he's waiting for my answer. "Umi was jealous to see Abi chatting with Lili like that. Even Abi ignored me. You've also met more recently. Reasonable not ... If umi's a little suspicious?" I say it carefully.

"Astaghfirullah .. so that's what changed your attitude since yesterday? Your concerns and suspicions are not proven, my dear. I went to see Lili for helping with your business. It is my responsibility as a husband to help my wife when circumstances do not allow you to do so. That's just nothing more. About ignoring me, have I really ignored my wife who I love so much? Abi apologized for ignoring you."

SWIIIGG

At that moment the wind carried me soaring into the clouds. Many times she called me 'my wife' and her last words really made me want to float in the air.

The hue of my face reddened with a smile back. I'm really happy to hear that. My worries and suspicions about him since yesterday have been blown away and forgotten by themselves. Lord .. Thank you for giving me a faithful husband and loving me sincerely.

"A happy Umi with abi?" His voice broke my shadow that was floating.

"Alhamdulillah, umi is very happy to have a husband like Abi." Oh Allah .. My heart feels like it will be out of place. I can't lie about my feelings, I'm happy with him now.

"Alhamdulillah," she replied, caressing my face. Until his fingers rubbed my lips. A desire back implied. I wanted to bite his wandering fingers impolitely caressing my lips.

Just as our lips were about to turn, the echo of the Maghrib's Adhan slipped into our room. "Abi, we should be prepared to fulfill our responsibilities as Muslims. Come ...." I got down from her lap and started taking towels for her to take a bath.

"Yes Allah ... Why don't you mourn when I want to let go of my wife?" Rio seemed to be sighing and waltzing towards the bathroom.

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After finishing the last fardu, Rio took me to the warehouse. I can't guess what my husband meant by suddenly taking me to the barn. Is there anything in the warehouse that caught his attention? I don't know for sure. What is clear is that I just follow the steps until the warehouse.

A worn out place filled with dust, this was a scene I could capture right now inside a room measuring 5x6 meters. Piles of cardboard and figurines of various sizes dominate this not-so-large room.

"What do you want?" I asked when I saw him move a cardboard box that he put on a table full of dust and he started to open it.

"Let's go, baby" she asked me, who was currently standing some distance away from her.

"Well you see whose handsome face this is, don't you?" he said as I stood beside him.

Curiosity arises and pushes this head up and down by itself.

"Look at this photo. She's my mom, pretty, isn't she? Beautiful just like my wife," she said, wiping a picture framed by a small figura whose picture still looks quite clear.

I switched to holding it, observing my mother-in-law's face framed by the hijab to add elegance to her figure. "Assalamualaikum ma'am" I said with a fixed look at the woman in the photo whose face still looked young.

"Abi looks like a mother, doesn't she, honey?" I turned to look at my husband's face. His eyes were slightly glazed, his eyes softened. I rubbed her delicate cheeks meaningfully. Suddenly the mood changed. I felt what my husband was feeling. Missing the figure of the mother.

"Don't be sad Abi ... Umi will change the hug you are missing. Although it won't be the same as your mother's warm embrace." I hugged my husband's slightly vibrating body with the picture frame still in my grasp.

A little wind came to my face. Made my eyes wail for a while then came back clear. A woman of proportionate stature with a white ivory dress and equipped with a khimar to stand not far behind Rio's back. That shady face of ayu smiled at me. "Mother ...," lirihku.

He kept smiling until the little wind came back and brought dust to my eyes. I blinked, and instantly the shadow of my mother-in-law disappeared.

Simultaneously, Rio took off my embrace. Rubbed his two eyes wet with tears. A smile re-rises on her lips as I stare into her eyes intensely. Those eyes were completely the same as his mother's pair of eyes. The shade that always cools the heart he got from his mother. And a beautiful face yes, it is derived from the woman he calls mother.