
Chapters 11.
“Pretty long also you delay, yes,” said Mr. RT on the sidelines of the conversation, “patut on the thumbs up. Usually young people like you, there are still many who try. Only a few days if it does not fit yes, will not continue the relationship. And vice versa, if suitable yes, immediately married.”
“It was the so-called soul mate, Sir,” Haikal replied in response to his remarks.
“In the pesantren where did you learn?” ask again.
“Pesantren An Nur. It was in Pesok, but Bundo disagreed because it was too far from them. It's a little difficult if at any time they want to visit.”
“So your parents have really settled in the city, huh?”
“Yes, their efforts are indeed there. In Pesok there is no home anymore, so want to go home where also confused. Maybe once in a while we visited a cousin, it was not even to stay overnight. Just stop by for a minute.”
Mr. RT nodded his head. Only a few guests were left there, the old gentlemen who really liked to gather like this. Enjoy the smoke and chat while drinking coffee that many times it is also poured hot water and sugar again. Really too!
Meanwhile, Ros retreated and moved from his seat. Haikal kept an eye on where the woman had gone, which turned out to be inside their bridal room. His mind had started to imagine nothing of what would happen tonight. Oh My God!
In fact, he was eager to simply hold the woman after a long separation. But unfortunately, he still can not do it because there are so many advertisements that mill around.
“What are you doing now, Ustaz?” again, a middle-aged man asked. To his astonishment, they still called him that. She clearly objected, but could not voice it.
“For a while this is only helping my parents, sir. But in the future, I already have a view, coincidentally, yesterday someone offered me so Mutawwif,” Haikal replied shortly.
“Wah, often dong left later his wife,” timpal Mr. RT make everyone then laugh.
“Not all day either, sir. God willing much at home.”
“It, pity. Still a newlywed, again. Later it will go if it is a bit bored.”
“But if for that one there seems to be no boredom, sir. My parents are also still often,” other timpal even make jokes. Luckily there were no children there.
A few minutes passed. The annoying guests had started to leave Arok's house and the place was cleared up by the people who were assigned to help them. Also with Haikal, he also helped to combine the plastic chairs that will later be returned to the person who rented them.
“Already, let us, Ustaz. The troublesome bridal period. The bride sits sweet, hehe.” chirps one of the mothers-of-the-mom and was rebutted also by the mother-in-law.
“Let's just, Son. You eat first, gih. Since coming, Mommy hasn't seen you eat. Momentarily, Mother call Ros,” the woman then knocks on the door of the room to call her daughter, “ealah, that's your husband taken to eat first, instead of sitting casually here.”
“I forgot to have a husband,” kekeh Ros looked at his mother.
“The new time has forgotten? It's there! Her husband was chatting or what, do not even busy alone.”
“Ros, shy, Bun.”
Mommy smiled, “Later later also common...”.
“Iya.”
Before long, Ros went out and took her husband to eat inside the house.
“We eat here only,” he said as soon as they sat facing each other. It was obvious that the girl was so awkward when talking to him. It is different when they send messages.
“Already, enough,” said Haikal stopped Ros who was taking rice. “Sit down, I can take it myself.”
As intentional as long as they did a late lunch, there was no sign of anyone passing by there. There are also some people who clean the furniture, but they prefer to go through the side road of the house to not disturb the couple who are alone.
“Volorous once, from when did they start working?” haikal asked broke the silence.
“Already from yesterday, Ustaz. That's why many reach teler.”
“Kan, I told you not to call Ustaz again,” Haikal protest.
“When do we move to the city?” ask the man while taking another side dish.
“As of you only.”
“If next week is possible?”
“Say the same Father, same Mother,” replied Ros resigned. Her first heaven now was the husband she had to follow wherever she went.
“Yes already, later I talk to them,” said Haikal again continue eating.
After that, Haikal cleansed himself and headed to the musala to perform Maghrib prayers because the time had come.
Three years changed a lot of things in this area. The road is getting wider and smoother, the houses are getting more modern, as well as the vehicles that are also already many have.
“Alhamdulillah can be here, yes, Ustaz. The soul mate is a mystery. Intention to give a study, even in love,” one of them invited him to speak after performing prayers.
“Alhamdulillah, I also did not expect.”
“In front want to stay here or in town?”
“We'll be staying in town, sir. Coincidentally my venture was there.”
“Father pray good luck.”
“Aamiin... aamiin..”.
Towards Isya, Haikal again took ablution water. Like the other youths, he also first gathered and joked with them until the evening before. Only then did he come home in a state of commotion. It's no different last day than tonight imagining what's going to happen.
‘Can tomorrow ‘kan?’ inner hoping. He wanted to make himself calmer because he was still nervous. But the problem is can it?
Sleeping with a woman he loves in one bed. Wew!
The atmosphere was quiet at that time. As Ros said, all the families are being teared up because they are too tired from yesterday morning to prepare for the event.
Arriving at the door, he knocked on the door three times. Not directly entered because he did not want Ros to be surprised by his arrival. Because he doesn't know if Ros is ready?
“Come on, not locked,” his mouth from the inside making his body more goosebumps.
Slowly, he pushed open the door and entered. “Assalamualaikum, my wife..”.
And there, the most beautiful woman with the sweetest smile greeted him, “Waalaikumsalam, Pak husband.” Ros stretched out his hand to shake hands, and was reciprocated with a kiss on his deep, loving forehead.
“Kangen,” said Haikal then hugged Ros very tightly. “How long have we not seen each other?”
“New yesterday.”
“But yesterday couldn't hold-hold.”
“...” Ros pinched the small of his stomach so that the man pretended to complain.
The two smiled and brought the face closer to unite his forehead, until before long, came a soaring instinct and urged the two to do more. Down and put lips together.
“Beauty my wife. It was ready apparently,” kekeh Haikal saw his wife had worn thin clothes.
“Special for you,” reply Ros is still in his arms.
Previously, Haikal intended to postpone this activity because he felt he was not ready. Maybe it can be postponed until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, he thought. But Ros's soft voice and the clothes he was wearing, had destroyed his faith. Tempted him to take her to bed. Perform their first worship.
Seriate.