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"Be forgiving and have people do good deeds, and separate from the foolish ones."
[al-A'raf/7:199]
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"The plan is that we will stay at the mother's house for one month and stay at the mother's house for one month as well. Later if you are not working we will share the time to prepare our house to be ready to live." Dinan moved the shirt to the hanger.
"Why so fast?" amira asked, she moved quickly to get the clothes out of the suitcase.
"Because Maura's condition is quite alarming and when Mas went to the house the mother was besan mother still living there. So where should I think you're going?" Dinan replied then he sat down on the side of the bed.
"Sorry to make you think for yourself." Dinan smiled.
"It's Mas's job as the head of the family. Looking for comfort for his wife and children Mas later."
"My son too" cried Amira.
"Yes, our son." Dinan said that with amusement.
"But why don't you tell me?" ask Amira.
"You forgot last night you suddenly cried and wanted to go to bed first. In addition, Mas does not want to burden you because of problems that can be solved." Dinan gently stroked the wife's head.
"So that night I wanted to talk about this." Dinan nodded, making Amira feel guilty. Even though Dinan already had good intentions to share but he did not care about thinking about himself who was offended by the words of the in-laws.
"I'm sorry, Mom." Dinan nodded.
"There's nothing wrong, just circumstances that make us like this. Mas thought it still had a month but qodarrullah just a day had changed everything." Amira nodded.
"Maybe this is why the Prophet forbade us to procrastinate." Dinan nodded and then returned with the clothes trimmed by his wife to the closet.
"Mas, how about we get pregnant?" amira asked with shining eyes.
"No need, we're still counting new." Dinan said that then he pulled out some trinkets from the suitcase.
"But this house will be deserted without any children." Amira sulks, Dinan smiles.
"We will try and pray. Let God will, if a year has not yet been given an offspring. We're gonna have health tests and programs in the form of an effort." Dinan put his wife's makeup on the dresser.
"Right, but what if I don't work." Dinan smiled then turned to the wife who looked lethargic.
"You can explore many recipes that you have created but have never tried." Amira looked up at Dinan.
"It costs time, Mas." Dinan frowned.
"Mas can afford it if they just spend it." Dinan said that lightly.
"Mas Dinan really?" ask Amira enthusiastically.
"Yes, as long as it makes you happy." Amira jumped up then hugged Dinan from the side.
"Thank you" said Amira, peeping her husband's cheek.
"Together." Dinan shifted his body then put the wife's small body in an embrace.
"But there are conditions" said Amira making Dinan bow.
"Mas who issued capital, Mas also received the conditions?" tanya Dinan and Amira nodded enthusiastically.
"All right, what's the madam?" ask Dinan.
"Mas can't complain if the food isn't good." Dinan nodded with a smile.
"No, whatever you serve will eat. Because Mas believes that we will not intentionally harm Mas." Amira hugged Dinan tightly.
"Thank you God for sending a husband as good as Dinan to me." Amira says that by hiding her face in Dinan's chest so that an indistinct voice is heard by Dinan.
"May I be a worthy wife to the husband and always put You first." Dinan heard Amira's last sentence, he slowly muttered the word aamiin.
Dinan hopes to face all the trials that test his household sincerely and patiently. And he hoped to be a good husband and a good father if God mandated a son to him.
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"Mas, this is Mas's house renovation or indeed like this. Kok kayak familiar that," said Amira while stirring tea and circulating asking around the kitchen.
"The renovation of the front, this used to be the house of Atika Mas's childhood friend. She sold this house because it cost money besides she's also living with her husband." Dinan explained to Amira.
"Oh, I thought this house was a new building." Amira put the tea cup in front of Dinan then took the package on the table and took out the contents.
"Yes, I remember." Amira put the plate in front of her husband.
"The architecture is the same, Atika. He's the one who renovated it so that the building is comfortable and looks fresh." Amira turned to look towards Dinan. He was suspicious of Dinan who mentioned Atika's name more than once. But firmly Amira tepis, she believes completely with Dinan that Dinan will not do anything that hurts her.
"When an architect?" tanya Amira omitted her sewot tone.
"No, she's an interior designer. He could also be called an architect. I don't know what job suits him." Amira nodded, though she was confused by the ambiguous sentence spoken by the husband.
"Let's eat," invited Dinan who had started bribing food into his mouth.
"Mas, maybe next week I'll be unemployed." Dinan looked over and smiled and went back to eating.
"Bas really don't mind taking a woman's life with no income?" Dinan put down his spoon and turned to look towards Amira.
"Very no objection, it is very grateful because there is a woman who has given her life to Mas sincerely and willingly." Dinan reached out his hand to wipe away the food scraps at the corner of Amira's lips.
"Oh, I'm a romantic!"
Dinan chuckled then he resumed eating. Then Amira put her hand on Dinan's right hand.
"Mas, how do I love you more?" Dinan choked on hearing Amira's spoiled speech. The shocked Amira just stared stupidly at the husband while straightening up.
"You," said Dinan after subsiding from his cough, the sentence that had been strung together in the brain did not go on, he catches both of Amira's cheeks and showers a kiss on her face until Amira is upset and tries to get away from Dinan.
"Mas" said Amira.
"Ih Mas Dinan."
"What Honey?" dinan replied casually with her body back facing the table and hand holding the spoon to continue.
Amira kicep, she did not know what to say then she resumed eating occasionally glancing at Dinan who looked relaxed as if nothing had happened.
"Mass? Who's Atika?" ask Amira after finishing her meal.
"Little friend Mas, back in our old house neighbors as children. But after High School we split up because she's with the mother living in this town." Dinan cleared his lips.
"Why?" ask Dinan.
"A close?" Dinan raised one eyebrow.
"Jealous, hem?" Dinan smiled seductively.
"It's only natural that I'm jealous, otherwise it's questionable." Amira takes Dinan's plate then he piles into one with his plate.
"No need to be jealous, she's married." Dinan took one hand of Amira.
"Trust me, please. Life will not calm down if you are overwhelmed with prejudice and suspicion. We have to start by trusting each other, you can trust Mas because Mas also trust you. Namely," said Dinan take over the plate then bring it to the laundry.
Amira regrets that because she always suspects Dinan, she knows what she did was wrong. However, whose heart and mind can be calm when he has experienced what is called failure when he is just a little careless.
Amira walked towards the kitchen when Dinan had wiped his hands with a cloth, marked he had finished washing the dishes.
"Why silence?" tanya Dinan poked her hand and sighed Amira towards the room.
"Mas, I'm sorry." Dinan looked down then he nodded and smiled.
"Mas knows, when Mas has married a woman then Mas must learn patience to face all the attitudes that the woman has. Because Mas believes, everything can change for the better as long as we go through the process patiently." Dinan peeked at his wife's forehead.
"Something to ask, dear?" Amira cried because she had misjudged Dinan all along.
"You got a hug?" ask Amira.
"Indeed all this time Mas ever forbid you to hug Mas. We're doing everything we can if you forget." Dinan grabbed his wife's body.
"Have you welcomed it?" Amira shook her head.
"Mas welcome yourself in Mas' arms. Welcome, kosher!" Dinan tightened his embrace. Then carry the body of the wife to the bed.
"How about we start by channeling each other's tastes." The sentence of Dinan closes with the union of two lips. Then proceed with all his actions that become the value of worship if it is certified from KUA.
In a household is not just a husband and wife relationship on the bed, but a husband and wife relationship wherever it is. It starts with just thoughts, words or actions. In a relationship there must be problems that meet sometimes there is a sense of hopelessness or anxiety because of yourself, but all that will be resolved with communication and mutual trust.
Mr. Dinan and Ms. Amira said goodbye.
Yea..bye....😉
End.
