Wife For Faith

Chapter 35

It is not easy for a man to love another woman, especially if he used to have someone very valuable. But it will be easy for God to open the doors of the hearts of his people, when He wills. So, should someone avoid it?

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A swipe in the head seems to prove, if the man who is now a husband agrees with his wife's wishes. Aiman would not reject Fatimah's wish. He was very grateful to get a good woman, and sholehah in his life.

"God willing, Ummaya. Reprimand Abi, if it is wrong to guide you! Don't worry, if it's wrong!" A gentle and sincere kiss slid sweetly on Fatimah's forehead, making a beautiful smile curl on her reddish-colored lips.

"Past also do not hesitate to reprimand me, if it is wrong!” reply Fatimah with a broad-browed smile.

“Do not forget Mas Asa is also here!” The voice of the little boy who had been squeezed by the two of them immediately interrupted Aiman and Fatimah's conversation.

Two adults there who realized they had forgotten the child smiled apologetically. They also ended up hugging each other, to channel each other's attention and affection.

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Today is the second day Fatimah becomes a wife. Siti's grandmother, who used to stay overnight, now chooses to go home alone when at night. The distance of their house is not so far, only different blocks. Therefore, he could freely look at his grandson and son-in-law.

“Good morning, Umma. Hem, scented once.” Hassan, who was neat and fragrant, pulled one of the chairs directly connected to the kitchen. He looked so happy that he kept his big smile.

“Hai, Handsome,” say hello Fatimah back. He was holding a spatula in his hand, while the other was holding a teflon. “Wah, Mas Asa has been bathing and tidy. Fragrance again.”

Hassan who was praised by his mother could not hide his wide smile. “Iya, dong. Mas Asa is the spirit of school.”

Fatimah tries to divide her focus between cook and Hassan. He does not want to make the dishes that are being processed become unfit to eat, just because he does not want to ignore children.

“Where to, Umma? Kok, tumben is not here.” Hassan is looking for the whereabouts of his beloved father. Because usually the man was diligent in the kitchen when the morning. And so, the little one was astonished. “What is there umma here, abi so lazy to cook?”

Fatimah smiled. “It's not like that, honey. Abi is there, really. But, did not Mas Asa want to taste Umma cuisine?”

Yes, the woman seems to have to get used to calling herself a new calling that will certainly be attached to her since marriage. He doesn't mind, just happy. Although the reality was that he had not been touched by Aiman until now, it was no big deal.

“Good morning, Mas Asa. Good morning too, Ummaya.” The person who had been sought after, finally appeared also with a casual shirt, as well as long pants chinos hugging his long legs. Today until three days later, the newlyweds did take a leave together.

Aish, there's no need to look at us like that. We did deliberately take time off to recover our energy, after being tired of taking care of this and that. Dan, hey! Why is she looking at me so fiercely? Isn't this natural for newlyweds? 

Ah, that sucks.

“Again, Abi. Kok, abi and umma do not wear official clothes?” ask the little guy, winking funny.

“Oh, abi and umma are still on leave, son,” replied Aiman, then approached his wife to help. “What can anyone help with?”

Fatimah who was pouring chicken soup into the bowl was slightly surprised by the presence of the husband behind her. “Astagfirullah hal adzim, sir. Uh, sorry, I mean, Abi,” did it before getting reprimanded from the husband.

However, it is impossible. Aiman is not the type of person who reprimands someone in front of others, even if it is his own child. The man prefers to talk about, or solve problems face to face, in person.

“What's wrong, Umma. Maybe you still like to forget. But, abi sure soon will certainly get used to it,” entertain Aiman, while taking a plate, then arranged on each table together with a spoon, as well as a glass, and water.

“Sorry, yes, Bi. Umma will definitely often be a hassle.”

“Finally, umma still likes to forget, if we are married. Just this morning, umma almost screamed when she saw abi sleeping beside me,” I was embarrassed.

“Really?” asked Aiman in surprise.

Fatimah was embarrassed. His hands deftly immediately put all the results of his cooking on the dining table. The menu is quite simple, but it is more than enough to meet all the nutritional needs of the husband and his son.

“Iya, Bi. Come on, please taste. Sorry, yes. If the cuisine is not good,” said Fatimah, while giving a plate containing rice that she took for her husband and child.

“Anything, Umma. The important thing is made umma, surely Mas Asa will eat it,” Hassan replied with a big smile to show a row of white and neat teeth.

“Iya, Umya. After all, we never choose food. All that is halal and cooked by our loved ones, of course we will eat,” timpal Aiman smiled sincerely.

Fatimah smiled happily. “Then let's taste my cooking first. If, not tasty, please pretend good,” kikiknya shy.

“Umma funny,” said Hassan who was anxious to see his mother.

Aiman agreed with what Hassan said. His wife is adorable, even he could not believe that he married a young and energetic figure. Yes, although still shy cat, but it is precisely the high value.

After finishing the first breakfast as a family, the three of them now headed to where their children studied. Although still the level of the Kindergarten, but this is where the beginning of the child to socialize with new people.

“Cha, it's here. Smart Asa, yes. Also told Mrs Wardah Teacher. If something is not understood, just ask the teacher. Don't be afraid to ask, because a shy person asks astray on the road.” Aiman's advice when their car has arrived in front of his son's school yard.

“Iya, Bi. Asa did not want to get lost on the road. Mas Asa still wants to be with abi and umma,” reply with cute lips.

“Important Mas Asa listens to every mother teacher's speech. God willing, Mas Asa cannot be lost. Well, I'll see you later in the afternoon, honey. Sorry, yes. Today umma has not been able to accompany in school,” regretted Fatimah.

“It's okay, Umma. Asa is also big. So, no need to wait. The important thing when returning home school Mas Asa was picked up,” reply Hassan understandingly.

After dropping off the schoolgirl, Aiman and Fatimah return home. Today, the wife will pack all her luggage into the closet. The woman will also put her books in a place that has been prepared by her husband.

“Ummaya,” call Aiman, while lip biting. Their car had reached the yard and they were walking to the room to beberes.

“Iya, Bi. Does abi want anything? Tea, coffee, or–”

Aiman shook his head. His hand scratched the back of his hair, awkward.

“Abi,” call Fatimah as if she is waiting for the continuation of the speech of the husband.

“Are you done coming by the month?”

Fatimah gulped nervously. His eyes moved uneasily as long as not the man in front of him. “I ...”

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