Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
Bitter Sweet Love

"Bil, this is the key to your bike" said Mas Farid, prodding the key to me.

Kening Mas Ilham immediately shriveled. I forgot to tell Umi that my bike was left at home. Because, Mas Ilham did not allow me to take him. We talked about this on the phone when we were stuck. I mean, when we pinpoint ourselves. Hehe.

Yep, even though I told you that it was my personal motorbike and I bought it with my own money, Mas Ilham still did not allow it. Just let him say at home, where know Laila and Laili need it more, as well as for their transportation to school, and to minimize Abi's expenses as well. So, Abi enough to spend money to buy gasoline which is certainly much more efficient than spending money on the cost of taking the freight back and forth between the two of them. As for me, Mas Ilham promised he would take me and pick me up every day. Even though he might be a few minutes late or because he's stuck, he'll still pick me up. Even this afternoon, Ikram, Mas Ilham's younger brother will deliver Mas Ilham's motorcycle, so that when it gets stuck, want to hurry and hurry, or to be used just a short trip, or to be used for a short trip, or even if he was unable to drive me, for example-naudzubillah, if he fell ill, I could just use the bike.

But, I understand very well that actually Mas Ilham wants to take all responsibility for myself onto his shoulders, and that is also to keep our relationship in harmony he said.

"Don't let our profession keep ourselves busy with each other's affairs. At least, by dropping you off and picking you up, I'm taking part in supporting your work. I want to always be there for you, Zahra" he said.

Then, I asked him, "What if that incriminates you?"

"As long as I'm sincere about my love for you, I'll never complain."

Ew... dreadlocks...!

"Calm down, Abi educates her children to always glorify the family. Abi also always exemplifies to us to glorify the couple. So, inshaallah, I'll make sure I never complain."

I-i understand. "What if you're bored?" my many. "Perhaps after a month, two months, or a year, two years, maybe you'll get bored."

"How can I get bored of you? You're that sweet." He giggles.

I am anxious about it. So anxious, I wanted to bite my phone at that time.

"Calm down" he said again. "Even if I get bored. I'll never tell you, let alone show you. I'm a real man, and my promise - the promise of a real man. I was educated to be a responsible man. Hold on to my words."

Oh. sweetness....

The words of Mas Ilham made me who was not married at that time so I wanted to quickly become his wife. I want to be the queen in her heart and be a special woman to her. Of course, other than her mother and sister.

And perhaps, it was his cradling words that made me forget to convey our conversation back then to Umi.

Ih, but mah because Zahra can't wait to marry Mas Brewok, right? Ngakuu....

Or because you can't wait for the first night?

Ckck!

The point is I forgot to tell Umi.

"Take it home, Mas" I said to Mas Farid. "For Laila and Laili school."

Mas Farid nodded, then he said his farewell after saying a few words of flattery to me. Habits. That's how Farid was with me.

Aami....

Ah, it was a pleasure to receive such great attention from both sides of the family who loved us so much. Including in the food they give us. Even though it is delivered the same as the items we have bought ourselves in the market, it is okay, because the most important thing is the value of love and affection that is very special.

Umi and Mbak Indah helped me arrange everything into the kitchen cabinet and into the refrigerator. I also do not need to cook for this lunch, because Mbak Indah brought a side dish from her dining cabin for all of us lunch. While we were busy in the kitchen, Mas Muslim and Mas Ilham went to the backyard. Want to pick up young coconuts he said for sale. Mumpung there is a kram that can help climb coconut trees and some garden workers as a wage, let it be quickly completed and all young coconuts ready to harvest slid down from the tree.

"You must not climb" Mas Muslim told Mas Ilham. "Fear tired. Just save your energy for tonight."

Ih, it turns out that the alim berbanya also like that, yes. I laughed when I heard it.

"By the way, can you really ride a coconut tree, Mas?" my many.

He's nodding. "Don't go up the coconut tree, just ride you I can."

Eit dah, in front of everyone he talks like that. Guyon the guyon, Mas. But you made me like a boiled crab....

And until that moment I was very happy. But baby, that happiness has to be cut back a little. When Mas Ilham and the men went to the mosque for Friday prayers, two policemen came to our house to pick up Mas Ilham.

"What's up, huh, sir? What happened to my husband?" my many. I'm worried about not playing and thinking strangely. Don't-don't Mas Ilham....

I immediately dismissed those no-no thoughts.

Yep, finally, one of the police officers whose body is more stocky than his colleague, explained that Mas Ilham will be questioned on charges of persecution against Mas Imam.

God, as if struck by lightning in broad daylight, I was shocked to hear it. I fear the law is unfair to my husband and instead sided with the Imam who is clearly the one who is guilty of this. And more than that, I am deeply ashamed of my mother-in-law and my sister-in-law. I'm afraid they judge me badly: only a day married but already brought trouble for Mas Ilham.

After the two police officers said goodbye to find Mas Ilham at the nearest mosque, I wanted to catch up with them - regardless of what I could or could not do, I did not know. All I knew at that time I wanted to prevent the two policemen from bringing Mas Ilham, even though I realized, maybe what I did would be in vain.

However, my move was blocked by Umi and Mbak Indah. Instead, they asked for my explanation for what really happened?

What am I supposed to say? Shame it's crowned on its head.

God, why do you keep testing me? Is this not the marriage you have been married to? A marriage that makes everyone happy? So why is it like this?

For a moment I took pleasure from him.

Pattaya, Zahra....

I cried with all the fear that rose up in my heart. But, I tried to convince myself, everything will be fine. My heart will be fine. Aamiin....