YEARNING

About Gilang

"Yes..." Alisya entered to see her husband's figure was no longer in the room.

"Where's Mas Gilang?"

Kala heard the water gurgling Alisya immediately prepared clothes for her husband.

Before long Gilang came out with only wrapped in a towel on the waist down and up the chest, wet hair Gilang dripped on the body of his senses.

"Astagfirullah ..." Alisya turned around feeling embarrassed to see the figure of Gilang bare-chested. Alisya forgot that the male figure was her husband. Alisya should not close her eyes to see such a sight.

"Would have worn clothes just come out..."

Soon Gilang approached Alisya "Why? am I not your husband. What right do you have to regulate me?" Gilang deliberately stood right in front of Alisya, but the face wrapped in a veil was closed in both hands.

When Alisya opened her hands, she was surprised to find her husband staring at her face.

"Mas, what do you want?" Alisya stepped back as Gilang stepped forward. The eyes of the two meet.

"Ohhh....." Alista accidentally hit the edge of the bed to make it fall on the mattress.

Gilang looked away when Alisya lay like that. For the sake of keeping his heart and eyes, Gilang turned his back to Alisya "Don't tease me, it won't work" Gilang had wanted to play Alisya a little, even he became toyed with by his own desires.

Alisya also immediately tidied up the veil and then rose "I no longer tempt you, mas" He explained while looking at the shar'i gown he wore.

"No, I can find it myself" Without feeling Gilang refused the clothes that Alisya had prepared.

Alisya was coveted by still holding the clothes she had prepared before. Surely the heart of Alisya is sick not playing, after the betrayal and indifference Gilang still he still wants to maintain his household with Gilang. No matter how broken Alisya's heart is at the moment, he still chooses to stay and is convinced that God has chosen his best mate, despite having to fight against Gilang's current arrogance.

"Alright, mas. Well then mas salat first, surely mas has not prayed, right?" Alisya said while returning to put clothes in the wardrobe. He also wears a shirt that he chooses "What is your business, want me to pray or not it is not your business"

Aslisya closed her eyes, receiving excruciating pain. "Mas, prayer is obligatory for Muslims. Do not abandon that duty, Allah does not like the servant who does not pray"

"You're so chatty, anyway. Even if I pray it won't change the fact that I don't like you one bit." Because upset Gilang also left with his cellphone, he walked to the balcony of the room.

"Mas, mas, horrified me first. I'm just reminding you to pray why you should be angry." Alisya followed Gilang's steps.

"You're just as annoying as they are..." Gilang's sharp gaze made Alisya look down in fear.

"I'm tired of taking a break but keep lecturing me, my dizziness is dreading it"

"I'm sorry, if my words upset you. I'm sorry" As soon as Alisya left Gilang, she sat on the edge of the bed.

"O Allah, I accept all these wounds, but please open the door of my husband's heart to be always close to You. The servant wanted to go to jannah with him" Alisya's tears flowed