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"O you who believe, be patient and strengthen your patience, and remain alert and fear Allah, that you may be fortunate."
(QS. Ali Imron 200).
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Amira got up from her seat and walked to the window. He breathed the air quietly. Amira tries to calm the feelings. The conversation Amira and Dinan early this morning made him unable to breathe calmly felt real but he hoped only a dream.
"Eating already?" tanya Dinan tidied the dishes and vegetable bowl.
"Mas, tell me that Mas's lying." Amira says it clearly.
"On what? You know for sure, don't you?" Dinan ate the leftovers of Amira. He did not want to throw away food, because he knew that it was hated by God because it included waste.
"On that, when I was packing my clothes." Dinan stopped the mouthful towards his lips, he looked at Amira then he smiled.
"Mas never lied to you anything. I always say everything as it is." Amira sighed then turned her head towards Dinan.
"Dloh, what are you doing?" Amira immediately approached Dinan and grabbed the spoon held by Dinan.
"Why? You haven't finished eating?" Amira looked at Dinan in surprise. How could this man casually eat the rest of the food. Does this man not feel disgusted? If in sane time maybe Amira will let it go, but this is when she has been stirring food to the intangible.
"No, I'm done. But I'm not disgusted at eating my side." Amira saw Dinan's smile, and she easily released the spoon she had snatched from Dinan back into Dinan's hands.
"Why should you be disgusted?" dinan asked casually then resumed eating.
"This is my ex." Amira really did not expect with Dinan's actions.
"At least I'm not disgusted. You know, Aisyah once told me that she once ate a plate with Rosulullah. This also includes sunna, right?" Dinan said that then returned bribe.
"But it's different." Dinan chuckled then he put down his spoon and grabbed the drinking water by Amira's side as well.
"It makes no difference. I'm your husband if you forget."
Dinan gulped down the water in the glass then tidied up on the tray. He stroked the head of Amira's peak then he gave a sweet smile and walked out of the room to return the tableware.
Amira was speechless with a very delicate attitude of Dinan, she smiled even though tears kept dripping down her cheeks. He sighed then he walked towards the bed, drowsiness as if caressing him and leading him towards long dreams.
Amira fell asleep forgetting all the thoughts that never had an end, she let her body rest in order to recover energy. He still has to be healthy to face all the trials that are testing him.
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Amira piqued her sleep as she felt a cold sweep on her cheek, she opened her eyes then looked at Dinan's fresh face.
She is fascinated by the good looks possessed by her husband, Dinan with a clothes wrapped in cocoa that is ready to go to the mosque is a prince who is more handsome than the prince in the story of destiny. For him he was the perfect prince who was able to make himself also feel perfect.
"Awake? Must go to the mosque. You know why?" Dinan tidied Amira's hair.
"Because men have an obligation to walk and pray in the mosque." Dinan nodded.
"Say to Dilan yes, the heavy is not just missed. But walking towards the mosque was also very heavy." Dinan said that in a witty tone making Amira laugh.
"I mean, that's it." Dinan laughed a little.
"You know how else, Mas had played on Instagram you a lot said Dilan this is Dilan that's. Until it feels like losing the favor." Amira laughs more and more at Dinan's grunts which he thinks are excessive.
"Indeed all this time did Mas have a charm?" amira asked while getting out of bed.
"Eh make no mistake, the charm of an Ardinan never loses to Dilan." Dinan said with a proud tone.
"Ih, it is forbidden to be arrogant." Dinan just laughed a little and then ruffled Amira's hair.
"Mas loves you, always." Dinan kissed Amira's forehead and showed off a sweet smile.
"No need to be lazy, let's go quickly." Dinan raised one eyebrow.
"Who said it was a dreadlocks. It's from the bottom of my heart the deepest to the outer." Amira glared with a tone of voice of Dinan she did not expect a change in Dinan's attitude.
"Yes, I believe Father. Let's get a quick run." Amira said the final sentence softly and threw away her face, both of them as if they were doing a drama scene.
Dinan immediately hugged his wife, then he whispered, "after this we will go through everything together. Prepare yourself for any change in attitude you have. You may not be the man you want to be, but you will always try your best. Remember Mas always loved Miray, always always." Dinan broke down the embrace and stood up.
"Mandi and prayer. After that we will leave, God willing." Dinan again kissed Amira's forehead and moved towards the exit. As he was about to close the door, Dinan turned his head towards Amira.
"Assalamualaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuh, My wife."
"Waalaikumsalam warohmatullahi wabarokatuh, My husband." Amira replied quietly and quietly as the door devoured Dinan's body until it was no longer visible.
Amira moved from her seat, she headed towards the closet. He hesitated to open his hanging closet, as he was sure he would see emptiness and voidness. Most of her husband's clothes have moved.
Amira immediately picked up a set of robes and her khimar, she closed the closet door and then walked towards the bathroom, she perfectly understood that her husband was taking her on a trip today. Ah, it's true that the medicine Amira needs is very cheap. Though last night he had a fever and heard sleeping a few hours he was healthy again.
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Amira came out of the room, she walked slowly down the stairs because no matter how strong she was she still felt dizzy in the head. Amira felt strange with the crowd in the living room. There were many voices that were simple, she became thinking if ifa's husband had come home so the secret seemed crowded.
Amira headed towards the kitchen, she wanted to drink some hot tea.
"Who's the guest, Bik?" amira asked while she was in the kitchen.
"Dlo, is Mira healthy?" Not answering Amira's question, Tutik asked.
"Thank God be healthy" said Amira and sat down.
"Want to eat or drink?" ask Bik Tutik.
"Hot tea yes, Bik. Please." Please." Amira sighed, she was quite curious about the crowd that was ahead.
"That's Mr. Good coming home, besides that for a while Ma'am Maura and his son are staying here." Amira. If Maura stays here temporarily, it means there is a chance that she will be left behind by Dinan.
"Oh, continues?" ask Amira.
"How do you do, Ma'am?" Amira grinned unclear, because she herself was also confused as to want to like anything to express in her mind.
Amira sometimes wants to be an Ifa, a figure who always reveals whatever makes her uncomfortable. Although sometimes it sucks for others but more relieving than being her who is very difficult to just know the relationship of her husband and the woman.
"Tomorrow Mr. Bagus' family will stay here. So Aunt was asked to tidy up the rooms above and below." Amira sips tea served by Bik Tutik.
"Indeed, do you often visit Mr Good's family?" The Tutik buk nodded.
"When he was just moving here, Mr. Good's mother often came here. Sometimes I'm the same as Dinan?" Amira only realized that since then Bik Tutik called his sister-in-law with the title of pak while with her husband with the name mas.
Amira realized something 'kasian Mas Dinan?' what happened to her husband.
"Mas Dinan why Bik?" ask Amira not sure.
"Ya Mas Dinan always evacuate if there are guests staying. Not acting disrespectful but, Mas Dinan did not like to blend in with many people. And besides that sometimes many are not makhram Mas Dinan." Amira nodded then she remembered the two suitcases that Dinan had moved.
"Are you awake, Ndok?" Bunda Dinan approached Amira to make a special Tutik Bik to go back.
"Yes Bun, I'm sorry Amira." Amira said that with a bad tone.
"Why apologize, Ndok? Sick people are not a mistake. Pain is proof of God, dear." Mother Dinan sat next to Amira.
"Mother want tea? Let Amira make it." Amira was about to stand up but was forbidden by the in-laws.
"No, Mommy just wants to talk to you." Amira turned her head towards the in-laws then she nodded and sat back down.
"Ndok, forgive Mommy if it makes you uncomfortable here. Mommy knows what it's like to live with in-laws, yes even though Mommy has tried to be a good in-law, but still different from her own parents." Amira only listened to the words of the in-laws without any intention of interrupting.
"Ndok" called Dinan's mother while placing her hand on Amira's hand.
"Excuse Dinan who sometimes does not understand your situation. This is the first time Dinan has been in intensive contact with women other than Ifa, Mommy and Mala. So, Dinan is still fumbling the way to face you." Dinan stared fixedly at the in-laws then nodded.
"You know, last night he was like a brainless man. When you suddenly become unconscious after talking to her and crying. She's scared, Mommy doesn't know for sure what she's afraid of? Because he can't be talked to." Amira looked at the astonishment of the in-laws.
"Within a loyal and difficult man to build love. In the past when he was in contact with Maura it was like he wanted to help Maura who was separated from the family. Only it's not more. And the Mother's child will definitely not tell in detail." Amira nodded enthusiastically.
"I'm also sorry about the talk of Ifa, this morning Mommy saw the child crying while wearing Any clothes, when Mommy asked him to tell you what he did to you in recent weeks." Amira was silent.
"Ifa felt very depressed and worried if your pain was because of him. Forgive the children of Mother yes Amira."
Amira nodded, "there's nothing wrong Mother." Amira smiles.
"Since seeing you, Mother actually likes you." Amira was embarrassed.
"Alhamdulillah Dinan be your soul mate." Amira nodded with excitement.
"And for Maura's problem...." Amira's in-laws' speech was interrupted because of Dinan's speech.
"For that matter let Mas talk directly to Amira, Bun." Amira looked at the two people suspiciously.
"Whatever it is Mira, you should know that Mother has no intention to set yourself aside. You are also the Mother's child also at this time, but forgive Mother." Amira looked at the astonished in-laws who left her seat.
"Don't be too hard on the wife, Mas." Amira could still hear the in-laws' words to her husband.
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