Ballad First Wife
Jog

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Mahira, the younger sister of Fira, looked at the room where her husband was being treated. He knew that the cost of hospitalization in a VIP room like this was not cheap. Especially if later her husband had to stay for a long time, surely the money Salman will spend is not small.

Mahira glanced at the sofa where Salman and Fira were sitting. He saw Fira leaning her head on Salman's shoulder. Apparently her brother was sleeping. Salman is reading something on his phone. Mahira approached a little awkwardly as she did not know her new sister-in-law very well.

“Kak, I'd better ask Mbak Fira to come home. Poor as if he was exhausted. Especially tomorrow he has to work.” Mahira pointed at Fira who was sleeping with her eyes.

Greetings save his phone and look at the clock stuck on the wall.

”You're right. It turns out it's night. Deserve him asleep.”

Salman glanced at Fira. “Sayang. Wake up! We go home yeah!” It woke Fira up gently.

Fira flinching. The touch of Salman's hand was unable to pull him from dreamland.

“Mbak Fira must be very tired. Double job anyway.” Mahira smiles.

Salman knows what his brother-in-law is saying. He scratched his head while grinning.

“I'd better carry it. It is also sad when awakened. Very late.” Salman started lifting Fira's body.

“Be careful brother and thank you.” Mahira said as Salman left her husband's ward.

May your happiness last. I know that nothing is eternal in this world. I will always pray for you. Your husband's a good man. May you last. Amyn.

Mahira stared at their departure until it disappeared from her sight. His eyes were teary as he was moved to see how much Salman loved Fira

Salman has arrived at the parking lot. He asked the parking guard to open the car door.

“Why his wife, Sir?” ask the parking guard who was surprised to see Salman holding Fira.

“Ngak papa's. Is sleeping. Pity if awakened.” Salman put Fira's body in the front seat very carefully.

“Wah, I love his wife very much. Salute Pak.” The parking guard made a respectful gesture with his hands.

“He's trustworthy sir. Must be guarded and loved. So when later we are asked for responsibility from those who give trust, we will not be ashamed because we have done our best.” Salman then took out two hundred thousand bills and handed them to the parking guard.

“This is for what sir?” The parking guard was shocked to be given enough money for him.

“Make father. Thank you for helping me open the car door. If there was no father, I would have been troubled. Fine sir, I'll excuse you.” Salman patted the parking guard on the shoulder and got into his car.

“Thank you Sir.” The parking guard smiled widely and excitedly guided Salman to get out of the parking lot safely.

After Salman's death, the parking guard smeared the hundreds of thousands of sheets given by Salman. Many times his lips gave thanks for the fortune he received today.

Yes, this is how life is. Sometimes for us a little but for others great value. That is why we are taught to share. Have you shared today?

Salman drove his car casually. Occasionally he glanced at Fira who was still sound. Salman chuckled at Fira's cute sleeping position. Fira slept with her mouth slightly open.

Salman pulled the car over. He then took a cell phone and immortalized Fira's face. After that he sent the photo to Fira by captioning “Sleep only his mouth is open, ready to be kissed yes.!”

Salman smiled again imagining Fira's reaction tomorrow as he read the message from her. He then restarted his car engine and drove to their new home.

“Sleep baby. I won't bother you tonight.” Salman's whisper after putting Fira's body in bed. The release of the jacket that Fira wore left Fira's underwear. He pulls a blanket to cover Fira's body.

Salman sat down while looking at that tired, sleepy face. “You cannot be allowed to sleep alone. You sleep like a fainted man. If anyone has malicious intentions, you will not know.” either He muttered and shook his head. Salman cleaned his body and followed his wife into bed. He got into the blanket and hugged Fira's body and closed his eyes.

Next day.

Fira squirmed and opened her eyes slowly as the ringing of the alarm clock woke her up.

How are you in this room again? Didn't I sleep in the hospital last night.

Fira was about to get up but Salman's hand was still tightly wrapped around his stomach. Fira then turned her body to face Salman. He looked at Salman's handsome face with a smile.

You are handsome.

 Fira's outstretched hand stroked Salman's eyebrows and then descended into his pointed nose. Lastly with his thumb, he stroked Salman's lips.

“Why?Want morning kiss?” salman's hoarse voice shook Fira.

Salman opened his eyes and quickly grabbed Fira's lips. “Morning kiss.”

Fira stutters. “Mas, how did I get home last night?” tanyanya's confused.

“Do you think?” Salman pulls Fira into his arms.

“You carried me huh?”

“Ngak. The parking guy who carried you.” Salman Temptation.

“Times anyway?” Fira glared in disbelief.

Salman pulled Fira's nose in a fit of rage. “Yes it was me. Who else would want to carry you. You heavy know.”

“Mas ah nyebelin's. Kirain really I carried a parking lot.”

“What do you want to carry a hospital parking attendant?” Salman stared intensely at Fira's face.

“Whatever can?” Fira teases Salman.

“If you want please!” salman was upset.

“Then I will sleep again in the hospital and tell Mahira to call the parking attendant to carry me. But I don't want that old parking guy. I saw someone who was young, strapping and quite handsome” Fira increasingly became.

Fira laughed at Salman's jealous face. “Your jealousy is funny. The same jealous time as the parking lot guy I don't know. Anyway, his wife was well even seduced.”

Salman releases his check on Fira's hand. He moved his body while grunting.

“Aduh who is burning jealous, adorable once anyway.” Fira hugged Salman from behind.

“But is that true? Do you really want a younger one?” Salman asked in a low voice.

Oh my God, he takes my jokes seriously.

“Mas, look here!” Fira turned Salman's body to face him. He then held onto both cheeks of Salman and with a deep look into the eyes of Salman Fira said, ”From since High School until now, there is only one name in my heart. Salman Al - Farisi. One name but makes my heart full so there is no place for another. Even my ex-husband has no place like his. Now I can be with him. There's nothing more I want.”

Salman smiled at Fira's statement. Fira's lips glimpsed.

“Eh, the morning kiss was already.” Fira looked at Salman as she closed her eyes in shock of getting another kiss.

Cup

Again Salman landed a kiss on Fira's lips.

“Already ah. If dilusin later widened everywhere.” Fira shuffled from her seat.

“Where are you?” Salman held his hand.

“Mandi. It's soon dawn.”

“Born in the morning?” Salman lowered his eyebrows.

“Ngapain?Jogging?” Fira furrowed her brows.

Salman nodded.

“See later.” Fira pulled her hand and rushed into the bathroom.

Finish bathing and berwudlu they both then perform dawn prayers with congregation. Moments like this are what Fira really likes. Follow every movement led by Salman. Listening to her husband recite the verses of the Quran makes her feel at ease and at the end of the prayer, she will accept the prayer offered by Salman.

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“Ahh.” Salman put his head in Fira's lap. Fira stroked Salman's head.

“When are you ready to move?” ask Salman.

“Moving to this house?”

Salman nodded.

“I follow what mas say only. Whenever I move, I'm ready.” Answer Fira.

Salman raised his hand and stroked Fira's cheek.

“Your house wants you what?”

“It was flanked huh mas?”

“Mahira already have a home?” Salman remembers his brother-in-law.

Fira shakes. “He lives with his in-laws.”

“Just give your house to him! You already have a new home.”

“New house?”

“Iya. I bought this house in your name. So this house is yours.”

Fira is unable to speak. He just looked at the man lying on his lap with teary eyes. Only a few days ago Salman bought him a car and this time he got a house.

“Mas..”.

“This is my duty Ra. Don't say anything.” Salman held Fira's hand and kissed her.

“Jogging yuk!” Salman quickly rose from his fall.

“Now? Isn't it too dark?”

Salman shakes. He pulled Fira to his feet. Slowly open the face that Fira was wearing.

“Mas I can remove it myself.”

Salman just smiled without stopping his activities.

“Come!” fira headed for the room.

“Mas, I will not bring clothes just bring mukena. Just went to the hospital with your jacket. How to jog?”

“Joggingnya do not need clothes dear.”

Hemm so jogging is what you want mas. Come jogging. I got a home too. Matre is not papa. Matre to her own husband too.

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