UHIBBUKA!
UF A.O
Sunday morning, in a city park seems crowded with residents who spend their weekends to exercise and relax. Many residents spend their time by running, cycling, or by various other means. Usually, such activities are called car free days.
In the corner of the park, Kayla was sitting on a bench while straightening her legs that felt sore after running casually. The veiled woman sat by herself, waiting for the husband who was looking for a cold drink.
In the distance, Kayla sees a stranger with a girl. The two of them seemed to be arguing, not knowing what was being debated.
Kayla initially decided not to care, but when she turned her head again she accidentally met the hijab girl. Kayla frowned, like she had seen the girl.
Kayla stood up, then walked over to the two people who were arguing occasionally throwing sharp glances at each other.
"Assalamualaikum, Verrel yeah?" Kayla asked at the figure of the young man standing on his back. The young man then turned his head, then smiled at a glance.
"Kaila? What are you doing here? Where's your husband?" Ask the young man named Verrel.
"Hufft, I think it was the wrong person haha, it turned out to be Verrel. He's buying cold drinks" he said." Kayla replied with a smile behind her veil, her attention then diverted to the beautiful pasmina-hijab girl standing beside Verrel.
"You're Zahra, right? Who met me at Gramedia that time?" Kayla asked as she approached the girl.
"Yes I'm Zahra, haha sorry I kind of forgot about you. I'm sorry that time I went to leave you." Zahra smiled nervously, her brown netra sparkling exuding sincerity. Makes Kayla amazed, so pretty that girl. Plus with a polite word.
"Yes, it's no problem. Kaliaan...., know each other well?" Kayla asked as she glanced at Zahra and Verrel alternately. Zahra only laughed as she glanced at Verrel, while Verrel scratched his nape without answering.
"Yeah know each other anyway, he's just a high school friend and happens to be a University too." Zahra replied at the end, Kayla nodded in understanding. But there was still something stuck in his mind, seeing the gelagat and response Verrel and Zahra. Kayla believes these two lovebirds have more to do than just make friends.
"Now I'm husband and wife." Added Verrel, Zahra so flutter and then chuckle in shame.
"Well, you married me, Verrel is evil." Kayla glanced at Verrel sharply, feeling annoyed at the new friend of her husband.
"Gue got married impromptu, just as rich as you and Rayhan. I married someone's future wife." Verrel replied casually, inviting laughter from Kayla and Zahra.
"Sina.." Rayhan's voice rang out from a distance, Kayla, Zahra and Verrel turned their heads. "That's your husband, huh?" Zahra asked curiously.
Kayla Mangangguk while smiling behind her veil. "Dad, thank God." Kayla replied happy.
Rayhan came in with a swish pouch in his hand containing a cold drink and a few snacks.
"Eh you here too bro?" Rayhan asked Verrel who was busy playing the Zahra hijab.
"Yes, the Pen brought me here. I'm really lazy to go along with this." Verrel replied at once, with a distinctive flat face.
"No, I didn't bring you here. I was gonna come here with Jessica." Sergey Zahra while hitting the young man's arm. Verrel just shuddered not caring.
"You guys are really compatible, but why fight? Is it marriage?"
"If it's not a fuss it's not cool Pen." Verrel replied after taking a sip of his drink, then turned to Zahra who was smiling stiffly.
"Haha yes, said Verrel." Zahra replied while pinching her husband's arm.
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A vast expanse of green grass that cools the heart. Kayla was sitting leaning against a pine tree at the edge of the garden, the girl was still focusing on the book in her hands. A book on how to run a household according to religious teachings by one of the famous scholars.
"Sister Rayy!" Tegur Kayla, not just disturb his reading concentration. But Rayhan's treatment makes her wrong, embarrassed and nervous.
"What?! I'm your husband, so I don't hug." Rayhan replied indifferently, further tightening his embrace on the waist of the veiled girl.
Disturbed, Kayla put her book on another pile of books beside her. Kayla grabs Rayhan's face with both of her hands, then pinches her husband's squashy cheeks.
"I'm still reading books to know how to be filial with my husband, don't disturb me first either." Seloroh Kayla then switched to pinching Rayhan's nose.
Sighing a deep breath, Rayhan got up from Kayla's bed and sat down beside the girl stretching out both legs. His hand moved pulling a pinch of green grass, then gazed in the distance. The sound of birds chirping sounded reassuring, Rayhan again sighed deeply. Neutralizing a heart beat that is not good, after having Kayla as whole does not make Rayhan lose his shame and also nervous about the girl.
"Ninja..," Call Rayhan, Kayla turns to make the two face to face.
"Thank you for accepting me as your priest, thank you for accepting men who sin a lot. And thanks, still waiting for me." Rayhan said sincerely, Rayhan approached and cupped his wife's face with two palms.
Slowly but surely, Rayhan approached and landed a warm kiss on the forehead of the woman who had officially become his wife.
"Thank you also brother Ray has accepted all my shortcomings, thank you for wanting to be a priest who leads me to heaven later."
Rayhan smiled, then clasped his wife's hands together. Rayhan looked into Kayla's eyes.
"Kinyla..." Rayhan again clasped his wife's hand. "You're the perfect one for me. You're the only one who can perfect me. I love you. The love that we have is so perfect. And it's just the perfect time for me to ask you..."
Rayhan sighed.
"Will you be my perfect wife?" Rayhan asked expectantly, his sparkling eyes radiating great hope.
Kayla chuckles, then hits Rayhan on the shoulder.
"Where are we getting married again?" Kayla asked while laughing amusedly at her husband's wrong behavior.
"You, perfect one, perfect him, perfect love, perfect time, and perfect wife." Said Rayhan while pinching his pet nose that was wrapped in a veil.
"Love is not perfect, brother, every love must have tests and obstacles. But brother Ray must know, if we love each other because of God then God will ease the way for us....,"
"I want to be perfect wife for you.." Kayla replied in the end.
Rayhan smiled, then pulled Kayla into his arms.
That's how a pair of people spent the afternoon in a park, waiting for the sun to set his complaint. Warming each other in arms, knitting love under the veil of a holy and sacred marriage. Make a promise to love each other until death approaches.
Prepare to open a new page of life that they will go through both, together wading through the household ark. Until the age of aging, the body becomes old and its end dies.
Such is the love story of an arrogant beautiful girl who finally transformed into a devout religious girl named Kayla Natasha Wijaya, with a young man named Rayhan Wijaya Kesuma who had failed in establishing a love whose end made Kayla as the last port of her love.
🌺THE END🌺
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