Butaku's Wife
Opportunity for Habib

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Habib was silent at once certain of Nayya's heart. He did not know whether to believe or not there would be a girl as good as that in the face of the earth today, he still listened to the story of Habib solemnly.

“If I said you were lucky to get my sister, maybe you wouldn't believe it. You think of me that way because I'm his brother. But I will tell you, you will never regret having a wife like my sister.” Serious chakra say. He held Habib's shoulders slowly. “I always wanted just one girl like Nayya on this earth.Whoever she is, I will propose her at that time.” Stool off.

Habib looked at Cakra. There was no sign of any lies on his face. “Insyaalah mas.” The answer.

“If you are her husband. I beg you to take care of my sister as best you can. If you don't love him, don't hurt him. You give it back to me, let me make him happy.” Cakra. He smiled thinly despite the bitter.

“God willing.by Allah's permission, I will try to make Nayya happy.” Habib answered sure.

“I believe in you.” Cakra. He left Habib who was still staring fixedly at the back of Cakra away without saying goodbye.

Habib glanced at the clock that had shown at three o'clock in the afternoon indicating the arrival of Ashar time. He stood up and walked towards the nearest mosque.

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The next morning Habib left Nayya's room. He wanted to replace his clothes, because last night he stayed at Nayya's room, although he was not allowed by his master. At least he could look after his wife from afar was enough.

When he came back. He bought a bouquet of roses for Nayya, he already intended to make Nayya happy. He also bought a delicious chicken porridge, unlike the hospital.

When it was over, he defended the road to the hospital. On the way, he remembered all the words of his sister-in-law Cakra yesterday. He also remembered Khumairo as his future wife whom he stayed in the reception.

When he thought too late about Khumairo, he was concerned. He cannot think of any woman other than his wife. He was married, although the marriage was not based on feelings. But this marriage is by God's permission!.

He sighed slowly and then refocused on the road. After a while he arrived at the hospital. His feet stepped towards Nayya's room. “Assalamu’alaikum.” He said when he got to the door of Nayya's room.

“Wa’alaikum salam.” Answer the inside. Habib opens the door. When he entered, he saw Nayya's mother and father again meeting Nayya for lunch. There is also Cakra sitting on the sofa.

Habib smiled gently though unreturned. He held a bouquet of roses and a porridge-filled plastic bag to his wife. “Pak, Mom.” Politely said. He did not dare to call Mother and Father before they allowed him. He kissed her in-laws' hands politely. Although pushed over because it is too slow.

His matan was turned to Nayya who was just silent. “Nayya. I brought flowers for you. This..” Says it. He put the bouquet to the left of Nayya.

Can Nayya feel there is an object on the left right hand and body slipped. The fragrance of the flower entered the hollow of his nose, wanting his taste he smelled and saw the beauty of God's creation, but again its limitations made a great wall of hope. “ Thanks..” He said with a smile.

“I also bring you food. You want to eat chicken porridge?” Tyan Habib is soft again.

Nayya smiled gently. He had eaten a week without taste. Although both porridge, there was at least a different taste. “Mauu... “ Speak fast.

“Sini. Let me feed Nayya.” Sahut Mother Ina. He took the porridge from Habib's hand.

“Can I learn to care for Nayya and bribe her?” Tyan Habib was polite.

“Bby. But later when I'm dead.!” Mother Ina Judes replied.

“Bunn... She's her husband Nayya, so she's entitled to Nayya.” Sahut Cakra of the shofa. He listened to everything from his mother and father. How Habib was able to marry his sister until before Nayya was hit.

“You buy him..!” Snapped by Mother Ina.

Nayya heard that she was worried.

“Down... Nay it's okay to eat with him. Mother has taken care of Nay. Nay want mom to rest first yes.” He said slowly.

Mother Inapun looked at her daughter. “But Nay..” His speech could instantly be fended off by Nayya's father.

“Bun. This is my decision to marry them. Let Habib learn Nayya. We go out first, we give them time.” Nayya's father said quietly. He realized, not always they are like this.what else is the status of Habib now husband. He is a husband, because of that. He understands the hearts of men.

“Tap---“

Now there's only Nayya and Habib in that room. Although they have officially become husband, wife. This time they were given space for both.

Nervously Habib sat beside Nayya's bed. He did not even dare to look at his wife. He was used to keeping his eyes on the opposite sex from childhood.

So did Nayya. He just kept quiet, he didn't know what to do. But as much as possible he behaved normally. This is not the first time he has been close to a man. He used to be dating in junior high school but that was not a serious thing for him. He even just considered it as a mere game, after he understood if it was illegal. From that second also he never wanted to date, even he kept his distance and view so tight.

Habib opened the porridge pack neatly. He looked at Nayya who was staring at the ceiling of the hospital. “Hmm..” Sayapm.

Nayya turned her face towards Habib. He doesn't know what to respond to.

“Here I bribe.” Habib. “Akkhhh, open his mouth.” Say again. He pointed a spoonful of porridge before Nayya's mouth. Nayya also received food from Habib.

For some reason, when Nayya opened his mouth, Habib opened his mouth, when Nayya closed and menguekanya. He did the same, as if he were eating. This time it was close to the girls. His heart was very nervous about this.

“Nay. Can I ask?” Tyan Habib on the side feed Nayya.

Nayya. He swallowed the porridge in his mouth. “Bby.” The answer.

Habib looked at Nayya with a faint smile. But dear Nayya can't see it. “I can call you adek?” Nervousness nervous. “I mean, it's not good that I call you names, while you are now my wife.” Fast follow. He patted his mouth because of the slip of saying ‘my wife; when it was real, but I don't know. There was something strange and funny in that sentence.

Nayya was stunned at that time. ‘my wife’ the sentence was tightly stuck in Nayya's heart. He did not step in to find a soul mate this fast. he let go of heavy breathing. “Bby. As long as you let me call you mas. “Javabnya.

Habib's smile expands. He did not step in if Nayya accepted his request easily. “Thanks.” Happy speech.

Nayya smiled faintly, adding to her level of beauty. “It's my obligation mas.” Her speech. He had already used the call they had agreed on.

Habib gulped down silva. He looked at Nayya. “What can I still ask?” Tannya again.

“Bby.”

Habib breathed before asking. “Do you hate mas?” His tyrant.

Nayya stung thin. “Do what Nayy hates mas?” Tannya.

“Gara-gara mas you so like this because ma-“ did not have time Habib continued his sentence. But Nayya had already cut firmly.

“Mas is not God..! all of them are already the will of Allah, I have mengikhlaskan all. The most important thing to me. Mom and Dad Nay are okay. Nayya does not want to be horrified mas realahin mas. Nay don't like mas complaining like that.” Answer Nayya gently. "God hates his grieving servant complaining. The fall will be khufur mas....." Resolutely continues.

Habib didn't know to say anything. Nayya thought, Nayya's heart is too good. But why was he given such a heavy ordeal?.but did not God give the temptation to his Servant according to his ability.”Received deck.” Soft talk. “Eat again yes, let ceper be healthy.” Further. He returned to feed Nayya painstakingly. Occasionally give a drink through a spoon.

Nayya was still lying stiff on the bed. He had not been able to sit back because of his circumstances like this, but anyone had never listened to Nayya's complaints in the slightest, and it made Habib's parents greatly admire Nayya's morals.

Nayya's life is like a man living a life of unwilling death. The bones of his feet, hands, waist and even his eyes were blind. If he does not have strong faith, then he has lost his mind....

Why are believers always tested? for the Lord has permitted man to profess faith while when given a little test he complains.

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