WHY LOVE

S2 - Test of Love

"Nitip shop yes Tea," Rahma sent a message shortly before getting into the car.

"Quiet down. I also nitip, may Malik be accepted," said Salma accompanied by rarity. Rahma smiled as she rounded her fingers.

"Umi's leaving first. If you can, there is no duty out of town as long as Umi leaves. Poor Salma alone at home." Umi warns Candra when her firstborn kisses her hand and Salma does the same.

"Yes, Umi. Later it can be arranged," said Candra to calm the mother.

Umi asked to come along because he wanted to see his hometown when he heard Suci and Rahma were going to Aceh because Malik would come again to see his father Rahma.

Candra and Salma waved their hands to let go of Umi, Suci, and Rahma. Thirty minutes ago the car driven by the Syarif man came to drive Suci to pick up Umi and Rahma. For a moment they chatted leisurely over breakfast.

While Nico and Malik will follow tomorrow morning because today must work overtime.

Candra sums up Salma's shoulders to get inside the house. It's too early. There is still 1 hour before leaving for the office.

"Abang, let go! I'm gonna finish this dirty plate." Salma's wiggle room was tidying up the breakfast marks on the dining table was difficult, as Candra hugged her from behind.

"Wouldn't. Hmmm, cold weather." Candra clasped her arms, making Salma's body unable to move.

"Neng, there's still 1 hour left." continued Candra whispered with her hand that started to creep up.

"Continue?" Salma pretended not to understand the code of her husband's guerrilla hand.

"Fitnes yuk Neng."

"Okay ah, it's only gonna be a week" Salma held back a smile as Candra bit her shoulder an anxious sign with her answer.

"Not that fitness. I'll wash the dirty dishes!" Candra pulls Salma's arm. He led her to the stairs.

"We're gonna take a shower, Bang." Salma sulked with a pampered twitch on her husband's arm.

"Easy...we take another shower." Candra held Saints behind the door after closing it.

The bedroom door became the backrest for Salma to hold her body. The cold morning aroused the two to mutually gut lips and exchange saliva. With one swing, Candra picked up Salma and carried her on the bed.

Both breaths are still breathless after morning fitness that drains sweat. "Blessed, dear-" Candra peeked at the wife as a form of appreciation had served her well.

Salma smiled and wrapped her hands around her husband's sexy plain chest. The part of the body that always makes her heart deg ser when staring and touching the fine fur that meets her husband's chest.

"We can't just fall asleep, Neng. Yuk's bath!" take Candra while tidying up Salma's long hair that is partly messy covering her pretty face.

"Any shower first. I'll go to the shop in an online taxi. Want her hair to be long."

"Yes already. Brother take a shower." Candra got up and opened the blanket that covered her body. He again kissed Salma's forehead and fixed the blanket until it covered the wife's innocent shoulder.

Candra was wearing the clothes Salma had prepared. A black suit and a white shirt with no tie wrapped his proportional body. From behind the mirror he saw the reflection of Salma fresh out of the bathroom with wet hair wrapped in a towel.

"Why are you smiling?" Apparently Salma was looking at her husband from the mirror as well.

Candra turned her body over after combing her half-wet hair. He smiled at Salma's back, who was picking clothes in the closet.

"Look at you so soon, so want to fitnes again." Candra's approaching. He really could not bear to touch the yellow skin of the wife who was still wrapped in a towel. As a result, a stamp is created on the neck.

Salma turned her body. She looked up at her husband's looming nose. "Easter."

"There ah-wait below! I'm not going to wear clothes." Salma encourages Candra's body to pull the towel knot to sag.

Candra also complies. He came out of the room after making a second stamp on his wife's innocent shoulder.

Salma head bobbles.

At first he was surprised. In the first week of her marriage, she realized the difference between Candra's attitude at work and at home. In the office, Candra is a cool and talkative figure. But at home, he is a warm and romantic husband. Salma falls in love with him.

****

Banda Aceh's

Malik

Saturday afternoon after the prayer, he came to Rahma's parents' house accompanied by Nico.

They left Jakarta on a morning flight and arrived at home 1.5 hours ago and took a break.

"I'm nervous, bro." He blocks Nico's arm before knocking on Om Badru's door.

"That's natural. I also remember first. But later when tested you should be able to relax. Let's just say you're diplomacy with the client to win the tender."

"It's different, Bro," he snorted and nudged Nico who even laughed at him.

The distance of Om Badru house is very close, located to the right of his brother's house, Umi Afifah. Suci was already there with Rahma who wanted to be with him.

"How are you, Uma?" he and Nico took turns to greet Om Badru and Uma Saidah, Rahma's parents.

"Thank God be good, son Malik." Om Badru represents the answer.

They continued to chat casually in the living room which is quite spacious shades of white paint. Until Rahma came carrying a tray of drinks followed by Suci who brought food trays, served on the table.

Rahma and Suci joined in the empty long chair.

Malik cleared his throat to suppress the nervousness that re-emerged after Rahma joined. It means it's time he made his point.

Om Badru rubbed his beard while reviewing a smile. "You've memorized it, son Malik?"

"God willing, Om."

"Prove it!"

Malik turned to Rahma. The girl he wanted to hang on to smiled and nodded her head.

He also got a clap of Nico's hand on his shoulder, giving motivation. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes to concentrate.

Surat Al-A'la flows from his lips with a shahdu rhythm. Rahma was stunned and surprised because the rhythm was better than when Malik asked to correct her while in the store. He really works hard.

بَلْ تُؤْثِرُوْنَ الْحَيٰوةَ الدُّنْيَا ۖ 

bal tu`siruunal-hayaatad-dun-yaa

"When you (the disbelievers) choose the life of the world,"

(QS. Al-A'la 87: Verse 16)

وَا لْاٰ خِرَةُ خَيْرٌ وَّ اَبْقٰى ۗ 

wal - aakhiotu khoiruw wa abqoo

"when the Hereafter is better and more eternal."

(QS. Al-A'la 87: Verse 17)

اِنَّ هٰذَا لَفِى الصُّحُفِ الْاُ وْلٰى ۙ 

inna haazaa lafish - shuhufil - uulaa

"Truly this is in the old books,"

(QS. Al-A'la 87: Verse 18)

صُحُفِ اِبْرٰهِيْمَ وَمُوْسٰى

ibroohiima wa muusaa

"(i.e.,) The books of Abraham and Moses."

(QS. Al-A'la 87: Verse 19)

Shodaqollohul. (Allah is great)

Malik rubbed his face and opened his eyes after completing 19 verses of Al-A'la's letter.

He circulated his gaze seeing the people because of the silent atmosphere. He saw Uma Saidah wiping the corner of her eye, Rahma who looked down with Suci who was embracing her shoulder. He could not read the silent look on Om Badru's face by pursing his lips. Last time he looked at Nico. His best friend held up two thumbs without a word.

Azan asar's beacon is heard.

"The answer is after the asar prayer!" Om Badru got up from his seat and invited Malik and Nico to follow him to the mosque.

"Do you think I graduated?" he held Nico's arm after ablution together, before entering the mosque which stood firmly the results of the renovation financed by Nico.

"I am sure. Do not be confused, later the prayer is not khusyu." Nico laughed at Malik who looked very agitated.

****

Om Badru was sitting cross-legged while watching the prayer beads. He looked over as soon as the two young men he was waiting for had arrived.

"Sir Malik, please come forward!" Om Badru stood up and pointed his hand at the priest's prayer mat.

"Eh--ma go where, Om?" malik's face began to pias. He felt it was right to stand in the first shaf, preparing with other masters who range from 10 people.

"Go on to be a priest!"

Deg.

Everyone who was ready to stand up closely looked at him. Making Malik's feet feel like they are not retracing so shocked and trembling with the instructions of om Badru.

O Allah. I want to faint.

"Eagerly, Bro. It's the final exam. You must conquer it. You can do it!" Nico drew his body closer, saying slowly to motivate.

"Hurricane, Bro. Asar prayer does not use sound. Don't be afraid of being wrong. Losing time with Junior High School children," continued Nico made Malik want to stick his head because it has provoked. He became reminded when he became a magrib prayer makmum at an SPBU mosque where the priest was a Junior High with good reading.

One of the forwards declared the sign of congregational prayer Iqomah will begin.

Huft. Bismillah....

Malik justifies the peci he wears. He stepped forward to the front of the padded prayer mat that was held near the pulpit. After checking the neatness of the congregation which is only 1 shaf, he faced forward, imagining himself as if he was praying in front of the kaba. I see, the word ustad that guides him, one way to pray can be khusyu.

He started the takbiratul ihram.

Allahu Akbar

For the first time in his life, Malik became a prayer priest.