Dear Imamku
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"You can't start if you don't try"

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"Take the rice, half a liter not more" he shouted in the room while teaching me to cook. This is all I'm asking for.

"How many liters is that? "

"Count it using a small glass that is there, take it just two glasses only do not need more."

"It has. After that, the cooking is given oil? "

He let out a faint laugh, am I wrong? "Where is rice in the fry? Funny to know. "

I quietly put the rice in front, instead of teaching even ngetawain, basic. I knew I wouldn't ask either! Once again a human being who has no sense of humanity!

Wait Hp? Hp, Adibah why are you so stupid! You can learn from google. And once again it turns out that the nature of my perpetrator is back, my phone is in Aqilah's house.

"Why silence? Want to wait for me to teach? Wash it first." He was already like a subtle-creature in no doubt, suddenly coming just like that and suddenly disappearing suddenly.

"That's tired! " I was willing to leave her but her body first held my way!

"You won't be able to start if you don't want to try" he said.

"Where does Dibah want to start if the doctor ngetawai Dibah mulu!"

"Hem, angry huh? I'm sorry, I teach you now come on." He took the rice and washed it, why did I forget, I see my father like this every day. I guess my attitude is gone, it's not. "Where there is rice directly fried it should be washed first after washing freshly cooked. "

"When in the fry? "

"After the rice is cooked, it can be fried. Cooking the fried rice that was yellowish in color." I nodded to Farzan's words. "If you want to cook don't forget to light the fire, that's the most important thing" he said, blaming the stove.

"Can you help me? "

Farzan walked towards the refrigerator and pulled out some vegetables that were there. "You cut this little one."

"This is the red name and what does it do? "

He patted his head. "Yes Allah. Wartel, don't you know? "

I chuckle at hearing it. "The stomach is sick, "I said with laughter. I remember something. "Know not, Teacher Dibah once told to buy carrots in the market even purchased tomatoes. You don't want to go to the seller directly buy it. "

Brother Frazan laughed. "Astagfirullah. There's just one."

"Udah, let's continue cooking. Long ago this is also a shame."

"Nor. Only I know, though. "

The wartel that was once intact has now become small. At first I did not know how to cut it but because it was taught the same brother Farzan so like this. Although my work is not too irregular, such as some small ones are also great, it is not what this new learning process will make me.

Almost an hour of learning to cook ended up running too. Though we only cook some dishes but the process is very long. If the father who cooked from earlier is finished. I miss my dad's cooking.

"Why not eat?"

"Still hot. "

He took the food that was in front of me then gave me his food, sort of exchanged it. "Obviously it's not cold to eat it in a gini pile."

"Why crusade is he given to Dibah? "

"It's what I've been cooling down, just eating. And your food let me chill first."

"Trus was eaten again? "

"Well, can you eat two plates?"

"One plate only Dibah can not let alone two plates can be damaged my internal organs." ketusku.

There was a deep breath of Farzan. "Do you have this stupid hobby? "

"Emang Dibah stupid huh? "

Brother Farzan looked at me. "It's very hard to put this off. How yes."

"Forget over. If it continues all day this will not run ." I ate the food in front of me. And wait it feels a little strange.

But look, why does Farzan keep eating it?

"It's not good. "I'm annoyed. This must be because of me, if only I hadn't cooked earlier.

He looked back at me. "You know it's the second most delicious dish after my mother's cooking I've ever eaten." He went back to eating his food.

Is there a mistake now? Why it didn't taste so good. Wait I try again. And again remains unpleasant, very unpleasant vegetable salty. And the fried rice was also not the slightest taste.

Or does Farzan like bad cuisine? I think yes, just try cooking times like this remain in voraciously.

By being forced to appreciate the efforts of both of us. How does it feel like we're so close like this now? Is this your plan, God?

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Now, I'm sitting at the dresser. Looking at my reflection in the mirror. Last day of being a girl. Oh my God I know it's my destiny, but why does it feel like this. I'm not too ready yet. Dad once said after I got married he was the first man who would hold the hand of my candidate but after I wanted to get married, even the father who was not there.

Telling them is not easy. But I hope someday it will all be beautiful without mom and dad. Hopefully, Kak Farzan can be a father to me, meaning he can love me like a father.

A woman walked into the dressing room, she looked at me with a hard to interpret look. "Assynolajet. "

I smiled at him, a contrived smile of course."The waalaikumsalam."

"I Aqilah, Brother Farzan." She smiles. He also has dimples, such as Farzan's brother, the difference is that Aqilah has two dimples. "If you may know, you agree with this? "

My pandang turned to the mirror. Is this me? Why do I look pale now? I hope Aqilah doesn't realize that.

"In Sha Allah, Adibah is ready. "

Suddenly he hugged me. The hug is so warm, I feel comfortable like this. I feel bad, I want to shed tears at a time like this.

My mood suddenly changed. Though initially mediocre but somehow had to change this awkward.

"Excuse me, "someone goes into the toilet, "The marriage certificate begins immediately. The bride is expected to ride in the car to the acarah place."

Aqilah nodded, then we went together to the Nurul Asiah Mosque. There are not many people just a few families Farzan kak. Without a single family. Obviously, I'm a kara now.

Arriving at the Mosque. The event was very simple, only attended by a few people without flowers or wedding decorations on behalf of me and Farzan.

I'm pensive that in a few minutes I'm going to experience a new life. My heart vows are hard to control, my breath goes hunting it all feels different.

Aqilah led me to the back of Kak Farzan who sat straight in front of the ruler. It feels so strange, just this once heart please stop your habit, I'm nervous because. I feel like I'm dreaming right now, if at seventeen I'm getting married. It's like a dream.

Penghulu shook Farzan's hand. "Bismillbornrohmanirrohim." Say that penghulu. "Brother Farzan, I marry you and marry you to Adibah Sakhila Atmarini bint Abdul Halik with a gold ring and a set of prayer instruments paid in cash. "

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Adibah Sakhila Atmarini bint Abdul Halik with the dowry paid in cash!" he said smoothly.

"How are the witnesses? Legitimate? "

"AH!"

"Alhamdulillah, " cried the man who was in the room.

A moment later the ruler read a prayer. I am now the wife of Farzan Rayhaan Shakeil.

May I be the woman he expects and may he be all I hope for.

Dear Allah.

O Allah. If you are pleased, bestow love on us, which you made the binders of the longing of the Prophet and Khadijah Al Qubro which you made the springs of love of Ali Bin Abi Talib and Fatimah Azzahra. that you made the sanctifier of the family of your holy prophet.

O Allah. If all these are unworthy of us, then suffice our supplications with Your eunuch. Make us husbands and wives who love each other in delat, keep honor at a time far away, comfort each other in times of sorrow, remind each other in times of happiness. pray for each other in kindness and devotion, each other in the heart, and perfecting each other in worship.

O Allah. Perfect our happiness, by making our marriage a service to You and a proof of our obedience to the Sunnah of Your apostle.

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I washed my face with water in the sink. Finally everything was done, wearing a wedding dress that heavy plus a hijab with a crown, even if only for a moment but I feel very tired.

I put on the hijab that Farzan gave me back, she gave it to me when I came home. Even if I had never removed my veil in front of Farzan, I was still ashamed of it.

Even now I don't room with him. Thankfully his apartment has two rooms so we don't sleep room now. Why is my thinking like this?

It's not that I don't respect my husband, but it feels so weird. I don't know how I'm related to Farzan right now. As if I had just gotten to know him, the awkwardness again encompassed us back.

A few seconds later, someone knocked on my door. "Assalamualaik."

I'm in shock. My heart is back to doing its habits. Why am I so nervous like this? This is the umpteenth time I have met him.

"Assalamualaik."

I turned the doorknob that featured Farzan's figure there.

"What's wrong? " I looked at his face directly.

"Outside there is Aqilah and her husband." He looks nervous too. I looked at him in wonder. "I can sleep in this room? " whispers.

I said, O God, why should they come at such an inopportune time? Is it true that I should sleep close to Brother Farzan? I can hang it if it's like this for a long time.

"Was he? " He woke me up.

I flinched consciously. "Hows it? " sanyanya.

"Wouldn't you now be Farzan's wife, why ask permission to Dibah first? "

He breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes already. You don't eat first? "

"Will not cook yet" I said as I scratched the head that did not itch. I forgot to cook.

"Aqilah cooked earlier" he said while looking at me.It felt strange when he looked at me like that.

"Why should I Aqilah? " whistled. Then lowered his head to avoid his strange gaze, in my opinion.

"He came ten minutes after we got there."

"Why not hear about Dibah? Let it be spruced up for cooking. "

"How come? Can't you cook yet? "

Suddenly someone flashed by, it just so happened that my room was currently at the back of the sofa so anyone who came could directly look into my room.

And that guy was staring at me. "Can't you cook? " ask Aqilah.

Aqilah looked at the two of us in turn.

"Who can do it, yesterday learned. Kak Farzan just to like the cuisine Dibah. "I said confidently. It's true, I was a witness.

"But why didn't I say that Adibah can't cook? Or maybe I do not envy the same cuisine Adibah? Akak ma. " Adibah chuckled and so did I.

Farzan was silent, I don't know what he was thinking.

"Gifted. Want to cook with me? "he asked, "it just so happens that I haven't cooked vegetables yet. "

I'm nodding. "You know." I said enthusiastically.

"Where is. Qila? " She was the husband of Aqilah.

Whether I should call Aqilah brother or sister-in-law, she has even gone to college by now. And now I'm his sister-in-law.

"Buy the vegetables outside" a moment later someone knocked on the door. "That must be him. "

Stay away from us. She opened the door for her husband then kissed the back of Mahesa's hand. Mahesa kissed his wife's forehead. Too romantic, I even kissed Farzan once, even during the marriage contract. Wasn't he just getting married?

It was seen that Aqilah was talking to Mahesa until Aqilah called me closer to her.

I left Farzan's brother there, I don't know what his response was. Maybe we'll start cooking now, just look at Aqilah holding a pouch containing vegetables.

"You know, Farzan really likes carrots, so any vegetable he'll eat them as long as the carrots come along. "

I nodded at him like Farzan's brother spoke very informally, so anyone would easily befriend them. "What vegetables are we cooking? " sanyanya.

Even the name of the vegetable I do not know how to make a choice!

"Eh! Sorrysorry. What vegetable cooking is it, right? " Aqilah nodded. "Portoise carrot, brother Farzan likes carrots."

Aqilah looked at me with a difficult-to-define gaze. "Crotch carrot? Vegetable carrot? Is there a? " rumbling.

My pretentiousness makes me like this. Aqilah will laugh at me soon.

"There is one? " sanyanya.

I'm nodding. "Yes, yesterday I cooked the vegetable.

"Maybe a new recipe," asked Aqilah who I replied nodding. It's not too difficult. "What is the recipe?"

I'm trapped now. All I know yesterday was carrots. It is true that regret is at the end.

"Adibah." call Aqilah.

"Well?"

"What recipe? " tanyanya's back.

I scratched my head wrapped in a blue headscarf. "oh, Dibah forgot yesterday what the recipe is. "i said with a smile, smiling stupidly he meant.

"Right yes said I, Adibah's brother was an incredible runner." She laughs. He told others about me as if he knew everything about me. "Jaudah than long ago we started aja first, but this time my recipe was used yes Dibah because you forget. " Aqilah laughed.

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Everything is ready. The only ones who did this were Adibah and Aqilah without the help of their husbands. Unlike usual, Adibah today seems very happy even though she felt awkward at first.

Not only that, they both cook a lot of food today. Maybe for Aqilah this is mediocre but for Adibah this is a very big progress.

"Well, " said Farzan as he sat in the dining chair.

"Clearly who makes Adibah cann, it will certainly be good for me. "the mockery of Aqilah, while Mahesa just quietly pay attention to what is in front of him, for him this is common.

Farzan sat to the left of Adibah's chair, as if they were married based on love, why? Adibah serves her husband's food very romantic not like it all seems formal.

"This is the vegetable from yesterday? " tanya Farzan looked at the vegetables they had cooked yesterday.

Adibah smiled. "This is Adibah lo's recipe" he said haughtily.

Farzan gulped his hard machete spit. Is it time for him to lie again? Adibah food does not even have the slightest taste.

Farzan. What if Mahesa tried this food? He could be honest. No. That can't happen. The boy was too honest.

"This is my favorite food. How about you just keep it in the refrigerator so they both don't eat. "

Adibah threw a confused look at her husband. "Entar Dibah make it again, not what time brother. " Dibah took the vegetable and poured it on her husband's plate. "Mahesa?? " he asked if mahesa wanted vegetables too.

Mahesa nodded. "certainly will. Want to try Farzan's favorite dishes from sister-in-law, it would be good for example he did not want to share the vegetables. " Mahesa thrust out her plate asking that it be given vegetables.

Adibah smiled. "By pleasure. "

Drings. Drings. Drings.

Farzan's phone rang above the dining room and Farzan immediately picked up his phone. Farzan narrowed his eyes to see who was calling him.

Farzan never left his phone, there are always important things, such as a fellow doctor or his mother.

Farzan put the phone on his left cheek. "Assynolajet? What's the matter, sister? "

"Walaikumsalam, I'm sorry. Patient named Andika Purwanto crisis, begged immediate presence. "sound a soft voice from a nun across there.

"There are no other doctors? "

She looked at her husband curious.

"There was but Mr. Abdi is out of town now. "

"Oh yaudah I will come in ten minutes, both with Mahesa. "

Along with the disconnection of telephone connection Farzan Mahesa stood.

"What's wrong? " ask Mahesa.

"There are critical patients now. And we should get there soon. "clearly Farzan.

"Can't you if Mahesa leaves? Will the new marriage time have to be a task? " said Aqilah, answered a nod by Mahesa.

"Can't, we're different specialists. Sa come on, we can't stay here long." Her speech. A moment later they were no longer visible.

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I was stunned to see Farzan's departure. It's so funny he left without talking to me. I know who I am but at least he should appreciate my presence here. No need to assume my wife appreciates my presence enough. Sometimes it feels stupid to be in a position like this.

Aqilah. My Pandanng occasionally goes to the door where they passed earlier. Hope Farzan returns and ask my permission. But baby, it's not, Brother Farzan didn't come.

I felt suddenly, full. "Will go in first. " I hurried to get up. My appetite is gone.

"Don't eat first? He said he was hungry."

I'm shaking. "Dibah suddenly frowned Qil. "

"At least I'm here. You don't pity my baby-to-be? "

I'm winded. "You pregnant Qil? "

He's nodding. "But Mahesa and Akah do not know yet, if it is my anniversary to the new year I told Mas Esa. "he said while touching his stomach. "It's only been a week so Mas Esa won't know. Let's bobo together well, I don't know maybe I crave bobo with my wife. "

I chuckled at Aqilah's words, at least I was comforted because of her. I will soon have a nephew.

"I am not polite, I call you Adibah while you are my brother-in-law. What if I call you sister-in-law? " savour.

"Nothing. "

Reach him continue eating, I am like a starving person who has no money that can only see him without being able to come with him. Until Aqilah finishes eating. Mercifully.

"We're bobo with Dibah? " i nodded. "Our names are almost the same. Hahaha, Aqilah, Adibah is funny. "

"Udah is like the son we switched."

Aquilah chuckles. "Yes and now we meet because of me. "

Why the doctor again? He has no heart! What do I think is not important to him? Argha! I feel like crying now.

Dear doctor, I'm jealous of your patients now! Is he more important than Dibah? Ah stupid! It's about life but why didn't the doctor tell Dibah first? Going straight away is not important! Ah either Dibah lazy to think this. Angry at the doctor!

"Give me, I'm suddenly sleepy right now. During my pregnancy I tend to sleep faster. " Let her body lie on the bed.

It's so funny our first night instead of sleeping with my husband and sleeping with his sister. God, why am I thinking about this? He married you out of pity and a request from father never wish him to love you. Ah why am I like this? Ah you base Adibah!

But hope someday there will be love between us, yes me and the doctor, I know my wish is too high. Dream as high as the sky when you fall you will fall among the high stars. Soekarno.

It feels like tonight is very long, hopefully the doctor comes and apologizes to me promising not to repeat again. And everything is back to normal. The doctor will love me. I'm not saying I like the doctor but I hope there will be a time when everything will be love.

I know the doctor married me because of my father but why am I so disappointed? I shouldn't have been fighting this! Ah everything feels like a joke.

After a few hours of thinking about the doctor, I stared at the wall clock in the corner of my room that showed twelve o'clock. I usually meet my dreams now. Ah father I miss. I forgot my dad too soon because of that doctor.

My tears that had been in my eyes finally flowed flat on my right cheek. I'm too whiny, not just me but all women, women feel.

Eyes that were difficult to close finally asked to be rested. I just know why after crying we often suddenly sleepy? That's because God wants to rest us for the next day.

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I woke up at about four in the morning, my eyes were immediately fixed to the place beside me. Everything is not like hope, there is only a pillow, where Aqilah? Or is Mahesa already there? I suppose. Is Farzan's brother in the bathroom? I suppose.

I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. It turns out that Farzan's brother is not there, maybe still in the hospital, if there is in the hospital why did Mahesa come? Or is Farzan outside sleeping? Might as well. I stepped inside the bathroom to pick up the wudu after that one third of the night's prayers. Dad always taught me this, he said repeating the prayer in the third of the night was like swinging a bike would come too.

After the prayer I continued my memorization. At least memorization can make you forget all the problems that exist, as if God had planned this all for me to make me closer to him.

I will just stop memorizing after the dawn prayer time, usually my father always invites me to pray in the mosque, everything feels very different. Women are also not required to pray in the mosque even if the prayer in the house even bigger reward than in the mosque.

Allah Akbar. Allah Akbar.

I stopped my memorization after hearing the sound of the dawn prayer. For a few days I always prayed by myself.

After the dawn prayer, I made my bed. Do I have to go to school? Do I have to go without permission first to Farzan's brother? How's now? Am I still in school? I just saw some missed calls from Fauzi starting yesterday.

Should now have to go, will have reason if Farzan is angry, just say that he is not there, as long as he is with him also I have never seen him angry. It just so happens that Aqilah's uniform when High School is here, Aqilah brought it herself, maybe Farzan asked.

"Where are you sister-in-law? " ask Aqilah. Since when was he there?

"You go to school." I said while preparing everything for school.

Aqilah. "Sister-in-law is still in High School? " he asked what I nodded. "I thought my friend. I'm older dong. I'm a bachelor magistes."

I smile. "I'm Farzan's wife. But Qil, where's Farzan? "

"Don't you tell sister-in-law? " said.

"What did he mean? He did not meet Farzan, "I replied. It feels so weird.

"Last night I went home with my husband. Or because sister-in-law is still sleeping so it's not reported."

"Cabarin? Went where? " manyaku wonder.

"Will he go to Jakarta, maybe a week he impresses."

I took a deep breath and then exhaled again. "Oh, kirain hasn't come home yet. "today my acting is probably very good, pretending not to be disappointed.

After that Aqilah came out of my room she said she wanted to cook for her husband. Sometimes I envy them. Farzan left not a short time but a long time, a week.

At first I didn't know how to get to school until Aqilah came and offered to get in her car with Esa. It just so happens that he already wants to go home to the magnificent house that I once occupied with Brother Farzan.

When I get into my class. All the girlfriends approached me, maybe she was surprised to see my presence. Especially with Fauzin, he always looked at me as long as I stepped in followed by some friends.

"How are you doing? " cried Fauzi as I sat on my bench.

All my girlfriends agreed to Fauzi's question, as if they had arranged for me.

"That's fine. Yesterday a lot of work so I did not have time to go to school, besides I also live in my family home. "

Fauzi stepped closer to me. "You do not hide your joy and sorrow, Dibah, we are ready to be your loyal listeners here" he said after sitting in front of my desk.

"What do you mean? " me with a smile I don't understand.

"If you have a problem confiding to us, " said Dani, who was sitting next to me.

"Ready." I said respect to those around me.

"But Dibah, where do you live? " ask Dani.

"Home "my ketus.

"Who's house? "

Waitaminute! If I answer honestly, my secret will be exposed and the school here will be a memory. Ah no, it can't. They don't have to know where I live.

"Give me! " call Dani. He is the type of guy. "Where was the night sleeping? "

"Stayd. " Ahmad Fauzi this time saved me. He always knew the right time for something like this.

Everyone now fixed his seat then the class president shouted qiyaman which means stand up. Thanks again very much Fauzi.

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*Dear Allah.

O Allah. If you are pleased, bestow love on us, which you made the binders of the longing of the Prophet and Khadijah Al Qubro which you made the springs of love of Ali Bin Abi Talib and Fatimah Azzahra. that you made the sanctifier of the family of your holy prophet.

O Allah. If all these are unworthy of us, then suffice our supplications with Your eunuch. Make us husbands and wives who love each other in delat, keep honor at a time far away, comfort each other in times of sorrow, remind each other in times of happiness. pray for each other in kindness and devotion, each other in the heart, and perfecting each other in worship.

O Allah. Perfect our happiness, by making our marriage a service to You and a proof of our obedience to the Sunnah of Your apostle.*