Watching You With Do'A

Chapters. 33: Among the Two Choices

Kyai Abdullah told his wife to accompany their daughter to sleep, because Laila still looks shocked and very sad. While he himself in his room, from then on he was also unable to close his eyes.

Kyai Abdullah got up and then rushed out of the room, the brothers of the two children were seen walking towards the son's room.

Tok, tock, tock, tock,,,

Kyai Abdullah knocked on her son's door slowly, and before long the door was opened from the inside. "Change?" Gus Umar who still holds the prayer beads in his frowning hands, unusual his abah visit his room night-night.

"Gus, is sampean okay?" Ask kyai Abdullah while looking at his son who is still wearing a sarong, koko clothes complete with peci on his head. But kyai Abdullah can still see clearly, the rest of the tears on the cheeks of the son.

Hearing the abah's question, Umar shook his head and his tears flowed back. "Please enter abah," pinta gus Umar with a choked voice, while opening the door of his room wide.

Kyai Abdullah immediately entered into the son's room, which was followed by Gus Umar. The father and son then sat on a long sofa in the corner of the room.

Kyai Abdullah circulated a scanned view of the room room gus Umar, and kyai sepuh It was relieved when he saw the prayer mat still lying on the side of the room, all night the son spent time with dhikr and not just lamenting regrets.

"Well, aunt Aini died. and Dik Aida,," Umar started the conversation but then stopped his speech, because his throat seemed choked.

"Yes gus, ning Laila has told me to abah and umi earlier." Reply kyai Abdullah quickly, do not want the son to continue the story that will only stifle the chest. Kyai Abdullah breathed his coarse breath and glared upwards, to the ceiling of his son's room.

Silent greeting the room space, the two men of different generations were busy with their own thoughts.

"Gus," called the abah, who broke the silence and broke Umar's gus from his reverie.

"Sign the bah," replied Umar staring at his brother.

"We have all lost your aunt, and we also know nothing and can do nothing about what happened to son Aida... because we weren't home at the time." Kyai Abdullah stopped his speech and looked at his son.

"This all happens outside our will, this all happens because it has become His will. We do feel lost and deeply regret this incident, but we must not dissolve in regret and sadness is continuously gus..." Kyai Abdullah sighed softly, his words just now he also addressed to himself.

"If everything we plan can be realized, if everything we want can be fulfilled and if everything goes according to our expectations, we will never know the meaning of sincere, sincere, and we'll never learn to be patient."

"Tomorrow, we go to your aunt's grave and we find out about Aida's son's news together. Now sleep gus, it's almost one hour and you know you must not have slept," said kyai Abdullah as he moved and then immediately came out of the son's room, leaving Gus Umar alone who is still silent in his place.

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In the main room of Ryan's residence, Aida awakens feeling a heavy burden on her stomach. Apparently as usual, the hand of her husband who was there, who for two weeks always slept while hugging her.

Slowly Aida put away that burly hand and immediately shuffled, Aida was about to move but she was surprised when she found her innocent body.

Aida then immediately forwarded her intention, to perform the evening prayer. Ryan's wife was picking up her clothes on the floor and wearing her origin, after which Aida slightly hobbled her way towards the bathroom for a big bath.

"I have to hurry, I'm going to dawn" murmured Aida, and immediately Aida flushed her body with a shower of water pouring down.

Before long, Aida had finished her bathing ritual and rushed out wearing a kimono towel and rolled up her wet long hair with a small towel.

Just as Aida came out of the bathroom, her husband woke up. "Sir, have you taken a shower?" Asked Ryan who was still lying comfortably under the thick blanket.

"Yes, Aida wants to pray at night" replied Aida.

"What time is it, brother?" Asked Ryan, who seemed lazy to open his eyes perfectly.

"Nearly three o'clock," replied Aida.

"Ah, it's still early morning, not yet the time you wake up. Come here, hug the mas. mas cold dik," pinta Ryan while stretching out his two hands.

"Sorry mas, but Aida wants to pray first, after all, Aida has also taken a bath and Aida's hair is still wet, too" Aida replied gently, asking for understanding from her husband.

"Come on, it's not good to refuse the husband's wishes. I want you again, brother, come on, come here," said Ryan, who did not want to understand.

Aida was speechless, confused as to how to deal with her husband's attitude. But Aida later recalled her agreement last night, "mas, didn't Ryan give Aida the freedom to worship?" Aida's bill, which reminds Ryan of his promise last night.

"Yes, you are right, but obligatory worship... And is not serving the husband an obligation of the wife?!" Ryan remained firm with his stance, and the man matured It then moved on and approached his wife with a still innocent body.

Aida was wide-eyed at the unfamiliar sight before her, and Ryan's wife immediately averted her gaze.

"Why brother? Didn't you see her last night?" Ryan asked with a smile.

"No mas, Aida didn't see it," Aida replied, still looking away, and it made Ryan even more happy to tease his innocent wife.

Ryan recalled, throughout the game last night, his little wife kept her eyes closed and was embarrassed to look him in the eye. When Ryan asked his wife to hold his property that was already standing upright, Aida let out a small scream so surprised her. And it made Ryan more anxious and more passionate toying with his little wife, until many times the thirsty widower caresses It stiffened and spewed its lava in the womb of his little wife.

And considering the events of last night, made his property that had been awakened because he missed the warmth of the valley that last night spoiled him. increasingly stood upright and demanded his right back, "dik, "dik, night prayer is not obligatory, right? Serving the husband is a duty? Are you still willing to continue your intention to pray the night and ignore the mas?!!" Sue Ryan with her sharp, blasphemous gaze pierced into Aida's heart.

Aida was stunned to hear her, not expecting her husband to give her a choice. Aida really felt like she was between two tough choices...

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