Butaku's Wife
Obligations

Habib looked at Nayya who had become more and more amazed. Honestly, he had only seen the first girl who never wanted to see sadness to her master. How much love for his parents? Honestly, he even envied because he had not been that big of a love for Umi and her ashes. He was even still blatantly complaining and crying to the old man, Even more so. And Nayya?. Just cry he does not want to be in front of his master?. Even since the accident and Nayya was conscious. He had never heard Nayya complain, either from her disability, food, tired, sick. The blindness he got.

“Did not papakan?” Tyan Habib is awkward. He wiped away Nayya's soft tears.

“Nothing kok mas.” Nayya replied with a smile. Everything he was missing at this moment he had never thought of. It was as if his world was being forcibly taken away by fate.

“Habib. Take Nayya into yuk, know Fatih and Aisya. I've never met them.” Umi Ana's speech is soft.

“Bene. Ayokk Nayya..” Sahut kyai Abu's.

Behind Kyai Abu and Umi Ana, Aisya and Fatih are waiting. Those who had been staring at Nayya and Habib were silent. They don't even know what to say.

“Nay knowsin, this is Aisya and there is Fatih.” Habib. He pushed Nayya's wheelchair towards his family.

Nayya hannya smiled faintly. “Assalamu’alaikum. Greetings from Nayya all.” Plain talk.

“Hallo kak Nayya.” Soft Fatih's. He smiled kindly at his brother-in-law.

But not with Aisha. He looked at Nayya cynically. Thankfully, Nayya could not see that.

“Aisyaa...” Call umi Ana to warn.

Aisya twisted the lazy eyeball. He held out his hand before Nayya.

“Aisya his sister brother Habib.” Lazy speech. But a moment later he was surprised when Nayya did not budge, not even looking at his hand.

“Hai Aisya. Greetings know.” Nayya just answered softly.

Aisya. He waved his hand in front of Nayya, “ You can not see?” Plain asking. Not only Aisya was shocked, but also Fatih, his maid and ustadz friend Habib.

Instead of being offended Nayya gave a sweet smile as the answer.

“Aisya...” Reminds me of Ana again.

“It's just nanya mii. It's still a fact. So because he is handicapped as blind brother wants to marry him and leave kak khumaira.” Answer again.

Nayya. Khumairstele? Who-is-she?. He listened without answering or asking. He was too lazy to struggle with a fragile heart.

“Aisya, abi never taught you to talk rough ya.” Kyai's voice is a little high.

“Aisyaa, why is his mouth like that?” Tannan Habib sweet. He smiled wryly to his sister. Who doesn't think about other people's feelings at all.

“Habibbs. Take Nayya in, yuk, love her. Must be tired Nayyanya.” Umi Ana. He wanted to get rid of the awkwardness between his son-in-law and his son.

Habib. He brought Nayya in without speaking. It was up to Nayya who spoke up. “Mas. What time is it?” Tannya.

Habib glanced at the clock on his wrist.” It's four decks.” The answer.

“Nay to pray Ashar. “ Plain Nayya sayings.

Habib rounded his matan in shock.

Nayya didn't know what to say. He did not know ablution water, the stairs were even bandaged, his legs were much worse. It is still very awkward if the hijab is opened by a man. Although Habib is her husband, but still Nayya still feels awkward.

Habib stopped Nayya's wheelchair. He stepped towards Nayya. “Sini mas, help adek take wudhu.” Soft talk.

Nayya hannya resigned. After all, she is also a mahrom, right?. her heart beat fast when Habib opened her headscarf slowly. He even cried, because only this time he opened the hijab in front of men.

Habib was shocked to see Nayya nagging again as he tried to open the needle. He looked back, looking at the beautiful face of Nayya. “Adek why cry?. Is it because of Aisya?” Ask doubtfully. He did not feel very good to Nayya because he did not get a good response from his sister.

Nayya shook her head quickly. “Nayya don't know. Nayya is afraid to open the hijab Nay.” Answer innocently. He even cried more.

Habib was surprised, he did not know what to do. This time he takes care of women, “Aduh. I'm sorry, I just want to help Nayya take ablution. Make a promise to take good care of Nayy. Nayya don't make mas afraid.” Habib was afraid.

Nayya hannya. He can't dodge. His condition is indeed concerning. He tried smiling sweetly.”So can you help adek?” Habib asked doubtfully. Nayyapun obedient.

Habib breathed a rough breath. Tanngannya shaking open the veil Nayya. While Nayya neutralizes the rhythm of his uncontrollable heart.

Habib can't lie about Nayya's beauty. Even he did not blink when the hijab was open, Nayya's long hair was tied down so as not to cause the hump of a camel, (a towering bun. Which as narrated if the woman uses the hump of a camel when veiling, then she will not be able to smell heaven.)

Nayya's clear eyes stared straight, he felt Habib's hand flashing his hand slowly with ablution water, he began to read his intention. Starting from the palm of the hand, Nayya mouth-water, rubbing the nose, cleaning and rubbing the face, washing the Tanngan Nayya from the tip of the nail until the elbow, hair, ears and feet. All Habib did gently, like he did not want to hurt Nayya's body parts. He also directs Nayya's wheelchair facing the qibla to read the intention.

After helping Nayya. Habib took ablution water for himself. Nayya waited for Habib full of patience. When Habib finished, he pushed Nayya's wheelchair into the room.

Habib trembled again when he saw the beautiful face of his wife. Shady face full of shahdu, she dressed Nayya's face painstakingly, her eyes unceasingly admiring Nayya's beauty. Khumairo is actually more beautiful than Nayya, but what makes Nayya more can make him unable to lower his fist, keeping the same view as other women. Or maybe Habib's heart has already claimed Nayya as his wife. He doesn't know. There was a sense of peace of its own as it stared at Nayya's innocent face.

He put Nayya's position behind his desk. He began to imitate Nayya with solemnity. Nayyapun also prayed fervently. Rakaat demi rakaat, even he is too comfortable with praying, it feels he wants to add rakaat prayer more fervent and delicious prayer.

Habib smiled gently as he prayed. He looked at Nayya behind him. He stroked the buttocks to his wife gently and kissed Nayya's forehead gently. Nayya's breaking her matan. This was the second time Habib had kissed her forehead.

“Let dapet berkah. said if kiss the wife's brow when already praying dapet blessing from Allah hehe.” Habib said awkwardly to his actions. Either way, he really wanted to kiss Nayya after the prayer, before the prayer, go to work. He wants to cultivate love in his heart, even though he does not realize that he has admired Nayya since Nayya woke up from his sleep.

Wanting to shoo away the awkward Nayya switched the conversation. “Nay tired, want to rest mas.” Nervous speech.

“But adek has not bathed?” Ask Habaib. Nayyapun. He does feel sultry, but he rak knows how to shower.

“Yaudah here mas auxiliary.” Habib said casually.

“Ngak. Tell Umi Ana or whoever it is. Nay don't want.” Answer Nayya quickly. Who wants to try?. She was her husband, but she could not help but be ashamed. As long as he was sick, it was his bundle that always helped him clean up. But he did not think about it when he wanted to stay at Habib's house.

Habib. “But mas is not tasty. I told you it was mahrom dek. Mas has promised you will be your eyes to squirm, gold hands will be your hands, and mas feet also your hands. I want to nebusin all of them. It is not that Nayya does not ngizinin mas make promises, but mas must try to make sure whatever the mas tekatin. I want to pinpoint everything.” Habib. It was exactly what he wanted. Not that he was a perverted man, only, he was already determined to take care of Nayya with his own hands. He has already considered Nayya as his responsibility.

Or because of the mode?

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