Beginning of the Compulsion
8. Illusive

In the middle of the night, Rayyan woke up, slowly she opened her eyes, then smiled to see the figure of her hands above her body.

He changed his position, which had been stretched out, now curled up against each other.

The embrace of his beloved wife. He rubbed his head. He kissed the end of the veil on his head.

"I'm sorry, who's been pretending to be cold. I just want you to know how much it hurts when it's not appreciated".

He remembered the beginning of being a newlywed, Fani as if not concerned with his presence, Fani continued to avoid if Rayyan always wanted to get closer, even just an obrol.

But it only lasted three weeks, after which Fani began to accept it, because her persistence and patience could make Fani a little change.

Especially now, he saw that Fani had started to like him, but he would pretend not to know first, want to make sure first, if his wife really likes him.

Is that as complicated as love??. It was as if love and prestige went hand in hand at all times.

No, he's not prestigious, it's just that, wanting to know more about his wife's feelings.

He hoped that time would slow down a little or stop turning, so that this moment would not end soon.

They were in that position for two hours. And Rayyan didn't close her eyes, she wanted to enjoy the present moment, when else she thought.

Then the dawn adhan also reverberated, indicating a Muslim must fulfill his obligations.

Fani finally woke up, but Rayyan pretended to sleep. Not to forget, he also changed his position as before.

Fani only realized he was in that position until he woke up again.

"Geez, that means I sleep hugging him" he muttered as he covered his mouth, with both hands. Then Fani sat down.

There was a sense of shame, what if her husband knew, but there was also a sense of happiness to be able to hug her for so long.

Fani ventured to wake her husband up, asking him to pray in congregational dawn.

Because honestly, with her attitude last night, she was a little scared, afraid that her husband would act cold again.

"Mas,, wake up" she said quietly as she shook her husband's body.

Rayyan slowly opened both eyes while rubbing her eyes, yes she had to pura just woke up too right?.

One lie must be followed by another lie.

In the face of the wife.

"Go to the bathroom first" she replied.

Rayyan got up to the bathroom door, but stopped, forgetting not to get a towel.

He's looking for the towel here and there, but he can't find it. Fani who was still sitting on the bed, she went to help her husband find his towel.

"It"

said Fani while thrusting a towel belonging to Rayyan. Though Fani took it not far from him, but maybe her husband who did not see the towel on the sofa, yes because men do like just anyone, right?

Rayyan who was still busy looking for the towel stopped, then turned to his wife.

"Favor"

rayyan replied with a facial expression that she used to get used to, even though her heart was unusual, honestly still happy.

He immediately entered the bathroom and closed the door.

"Until when will you be like this mas". Mumbled Fani sad.

Then Fani made the bed, while waiting for her husband after cleaning himself and berwudlu.

Rayyan came out after a few minutes, but she deliberately only wore a towel that she wrapped around her waist.

Fani gasped to see it. Then he covered his face with both hands, his fingers he tightened, but occasionally his fingers he slide so that a little gap, to make sure what he saw.

True this is real, must be happy or even embarrassed, but from the female side, she also does not want to be hypocritical, she is happy to see her husband like that, even her heart is a little restless made.

Rayyan turned her head and smiled at Fani's behavior.

He also moved closer to his wife. Close and getting closer, up to only ten cent distance from the two, Fani was made to panic herself, she slowly retreated, her heart was pumping a little faster, what should now? Think Fani.

"Mas"

Suddenly Rayyan squatted a little and the faces of the two were now facing each other very close, even their noses almost crashed, Because the height of the two were now aligned.

Nah! Fani's heart this time is not fine, he closed his eyes while trying to take a slow breath.

Yet.....

"Just want to take this" said Rayyan while showing what is in his hands

Fani tried to open her eyes, and looked towards the comb her husband was holding.

"Why do we have to close our eyes? What do you want to do?" Rayyan's Kekeh.

Fani's eyes glared at her husband's question, yes her husband was right, why should he close his eyes.

There's a red hue on Fani's face. Shame is very embarrassed, what is on his mind, why he thinks that is not not, who has put a comb there, which helmet is a helmet.

Rayyan wanted to laugh to see his wife misbehaving, but she could bear it, she understood it must have been a very embarrassed wife.

Rayyan also intentionally did that, wanting to prank him.

Then Rayyan turned back to the front of the dresser to save the comb, she could not bear to see the face of the wife who was flushed like boiled shrimp, because it held the shame.

He also took the sarong and put it on, then his cocktail, he combed his hair from front to back, hair that was a little thin on the side but quite thick on top, very handsome, very handsome, his skin was quite white but a little brown, adding to his own impression, which woman was not fascinated by him, if he saw Rayyan, the charm of the twenty-seven-year-old adult man, after completion, achieved his coffee. And he is ready for prayer.

Rayyan turned to his wife, but still stood tall.

"Do you want to pray now?" Rayyan asked with a flat face. He did not want to cheat on his wife because of her actions.

"Camey"

Fani immediately rushed to the bathroom, but only to clean her face and berwudlu, because Fani was not used to bathing before dawn.

After leaving, she put on the veil again in the bathroom, then took the mukena and they performed congregational morning prayers.

After the prayer ended, Fani kissed the back of her husband's hand with a takjim, then they prayed with each other's wishes.

"Mas, I go down first yes, want to make breakfast" said Fani after both finished praying and removing the mucus.

"Bik Rumi hasn't come back yet?" Ask Rayyan.

"Says tomorrow"

"Oh"

"But maybe for today and next I will prepare breakfast for you mas, no longer bik Rum"

"Just so"

Rayyan answered and then went to take her laptop, checking her income and restaurant expenses.

Fani also stepped out of the room, towards the kitchen on the lower floor.

"You've now changed mas, what's the matter, I'm sick tau tau in giniin same you" said Fani while wiping the corner of his eye

Fani cooks a toast smeared with chocolate jam, also drinks a glass of warm milk for her husband and a glass of warm tea for him.

After it was over, Fani returned to her room with breakfast to eat in the room.

The door he opened, and his eyes saw Rayyan who was still busy with her laptop.

"Breakfast first"

Rayyan stopped and closed her laptop.

"Why brought here, let's have breakfast downstairs". Rayyan looked over.

"Mas did not say where to go, just answer as necessary" said Fani with a sad face.

Rayyan actually did not have the heart to see the wife treated so.

"It's because it's been brought here, forced to have breakfast here"

"Kok mas said forced? If you want to go downstairs, I'll bring it down, and we'll have breakfast there"

"No need, breakfast here"

Finally both of them had breakfast in the room, but Fani was just silent, his hands also did not take any bread he made, Fani only drank warm tea.

"Why isn't it eating the bread?" Rayyan asked as she chewed on the bread in her mouth.

He chewed slowly, wanted to enjoy his wife's bread, when else because only this time his wife wanted to make breakfast for him.

"You are evil, you are not the old man anymore" said Fani.

From earlier Fani was dying to not cry, but now Fani could not hold it anymore.

Fani cried sobbing in front of Rayyan. Just this time Rayyan was mourned by his wife. There is a sense of heartlessness, Rayyan also finally intends to end his pura.

Yes, Rayyan is not the name if you have to see a woman crying, especially this is the wife who is also crying because of her.

Rayyan is too good indeed, a husband who is so responsible and understands the situation of the wife.