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Umi's Advice

“Adzan just finished, you why don't you pray?” look Ismail looked at Aiza who even looked relaxed.

“Women are special, there are days when it is forbidden to pray.”  Aiza smelled a smile.  He used to wake up at dawn, so he stayed awake even though he did not pray.

“How to check into that delinquent man's room!  what is he doing at dawn like this.  Watch out if you're still behind a blanket!”  Ishmael stepped into Akhmar's room, which was far from Aiza's.  He deliberately put his son-in-law in a room far apart so that it was difficult for Akhmar to steal time to Aiza's room.

Aiza snatched the hijab and wrapped it recklessly in her head, she followed Ismail.  Want to know what Ishmael did to Akhmar.  Ishmael and Akhmar, like cats and rats, fought.  Danger if the daughter-in-law and in-laws are fighting boxing, Aiza just wants to be a security.

Isamil's steps stopped at Akhmar's doorstep.  He opened the door with a powerful jolt.

“Allahu Akbar!” a small whisper said takbir.  Akhmar was prostrating.  Wearing a brown skullcap, his subordinates black pants.

Ismail.

Aiza let out a sigh of relief.  It was at peace that his heart saw Akhmar praying.  He did not expect that the man had changed now.

Quickly Aiza obliterated the smile on her face as Ismail turned his head towards her.  He returned to the kitchen to help Qanita clean up the kitchen.

Qanita is not in the kitchen yet.  Maybe still praying.

Aiza started the morning activity by unloading the fish from the refrigerator.  Then make a condiment for pepes.  I don't know why his spirit is so strong for cooking.  Though all this time he was very lazy to plunge into the kitchen for cooking.  Is it because he wants to serve his food to Akhmar?  

His smile expands imagining his side dish being eaten by Akhmar.  No matter the face is splashed by the water of the fish wash, the smile remains smooth.  I still can't believe Akhmar is now his legal husband. 

“Hmm... Children umi very diligent, early in the morning already in the kitchen to cook!” Qanita is smiling watching her flowers grapple with kitchen work.

“Normally do not pray also never come down to the kitchen.”

Aiza looked over, just grinning.

“Alhamdulillah, your marriage brings wisdom.  Finally, help cook in the kitchen.  Usually Just want to help wash dishes, wash clothes, or help make cakes.”  Qanita began to mix the ingredients.  “You don't listen too much to what your Abah says!”

“Which words, Umi?”  Aiza smeared the seasoning she had made into the body of the fish.

“Says that say that you and Akhmar can not do husband and wife relations.”

Aiza's face is heating up.  The mind is traveling.  Do not know how it happened if Akhmar actually asked for this ration.

“We live this life based on the instructions in the Quran,” continued Qanita.  “If what your parents say is wrong and not in accordance with the proposition, then you can violate it.  By forbidding you and Akhmar from being related like a husband and wife, it is a big mistake and contrary to religious teachings.  It is only natural that the couple get along.  If Akhmar comes to you, then you must serve him, Aiza.”

“Akhmar hasn't come to Aiza yet, Umi.  Calm down.”  Aiza slapped while putting the fish peppers into the preheated oven.  His heart is a bit stubborn about discussing this sensitive matter.  “O yes Umi, Umi still thinks that Aiza deliberately slept with Akhmar not?”

Qanita reviewed a thin smile, staring at her flowers intensely.  “Umi believe in you.”

“Still, Umi.”

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