
"Sir Aka? Hmm. .. does that mean Mr Ustadz?"
"Assalamu'alaikum ... Miss Widia?" how polite.
"Waalaikumsalam .. wah ... what a surprise to meet here?" said Bu Widia friendly. Reply with a polite nod.
"Tomorrow came, sir, we were very impressed with Mr. Uatadz's lecture."
"God willing, may there be no hindrance whatsoever."
"Sir Ustadz, may I play tomorrow to the boarding school? Wanted to learn a lot from Ustadz."
"Of course you can, with pleasure," he replied calmly.
Shali who was sitting right in front of him just listened as if he had forgotten. The woman snorted throughout their conversation. Aka was very sensitive to it, the man was a little more sat down, then embraced his shoulders.
"Include Mom, this is my wife" she smiled kindly.
"Wah ... is still young, I guess the adek. Hello, I am Widia. We are fellow friends in the hijrah community, I am active there, it happens that Mr. Ustadz Aka is often filling out studies there," Widia explained in detail.
"Shali, ma'am, call Shali." The woman welcomed his hand, the two became acquainted and greeted each other.
"Can you join here? It just so happens to make a promise to a friend to not come."
"Yes, I may," Aka replied confusedly. The time refused, it was disrespectful.
Shali was actually suddenly uncomfortable, his expectation of eating dinner together outside, but in fact there was a disturbance, where her people chatted continuously with her husband, making Shali anxious himself.
"By, bribe dong .. It seems better to eat from your hands," said spoiled Shali.
Aka stared at the unusual wonder of his wife being too attached, let alone asking for something first. Her sweet smile was on her cheeks. The man said, although a little strange, but Aka did not ask much.
"I want to eat yours, By." Shali even rioted her husband's food, so they exchanged bowls to eat together. Not allowing the man's attention to be poured out for others.
"Mas, I'm full," he said, refusing a bribe to know how much. Aka spent the rest without worry. Eating both of them tastes more delicious, if they say they are in love, all feels sweet even though the former mouth.
"Sorry, Miss Widia, I go first," Aka said later after paying the order. He was afraid to feel sorry for his wife.
"By, I'm sleepy, we go home, but I want to buy a pad first, afraid tomorrow-tomorrow suddenly comes the moon."
"Yes, I'm tired anyway" she complained. Within minutes the car drove, it was seen Shali was asleep, making Aka babble herself because she was left asleep. Aka shook her head as she smiled, looking very sweet and adorable little wife. Which is sometimes more aggressive, but if I'm honest the guy likes it.
"Dek, really not konek, dear, unfortunately Mas Aka," he said gently, stroking his cheek with the back of his hand.
Successfully, in an instant, able to disturb his wife's sleep.
"Sorry, I'm interrupting your sweet dreams, baby," the man sullenly looked at her.
"Hah, it has arrived, Mas" he said blinked several times.
Shali and Aka went into her room, cleaned up, pulled out a blanket and wrapped the two.
Early in the morning at half-time, Aka as usual awake. The man immediately rushed down from the bed, looked at his wife for a while, peeked at her forehead at a glance and then moved.
Aka was preparing to perform the tahajud prayer, the man had held a prayer in his place. At this hour the atmosphere of the cottage is crowded. The lights of the santri room are already on they will all perform tahajud worship together.
Shali felt that something was disturbing, she felt the mattress part of her husband, turned out to be empty. The woman opened her eyes and found Aka about to tahajud in her place. She rushed down, to her husband. Tapping his shoulders slowly, then blinking gently with a smile.
The man looked over, found his wife there. "Are you awake?" tanyanya was astonished.
"Follow the congregation, wait a minute, I wudhu first," said the woman rushed to the bathroom. Two early morning rakaat that day they tuned together. It all feels so comfortable and reassuring. His heart is so peaceful. The man turned his head after a long, solemn prayer.
Kissing his wife's old forehead, regaining her hands and kissing the reverence of the back of her husband's hand.
"Dek, I'm very fond of it in the early morning you become makmum I'm rich in gini," he said smiling proudly.
"Why didn't you wake me up, By, but it was intent."
"Actually that's what it is, but you look so good, it looks like you're sapped."
"Yes, I'm quite tired, but I'm happy" Shali said, straightening his legs.
"Here I go, yes" the man softly bargained.
"No, I'm also tired."
"I've become lillah every member of you, baby. Thank you for being a complement to my life" he said, moving gently to press at his feet.