
"Sorry, Tsa. Brother wants to ask. Where do you keep the equipment for prayer?"
"Sorry, brother. I never prayed." Wiry of the girl, while bowing her head.
Thoriq also sighed while smiling thinly as well.
"It's okay. From now on, we worship together yuk. Wear something from me." Invite the man while smiling. Tsamara nodded her head.
Thoriq walked towards the hand-me-down item in the corner of the room. Then open a parcel containing the prayer tool. Tsamara went back to the bathroom to get dressed.
Now Thoriq has held two prayer mats and sits on one of them. While the other prayer mat on it he had prepared for his wife.
Shortly after, Tsamara came out of the bathroom. He wears a mustard colored one-set stellan. Then approached her husband who was ready and immediately put on his face.
"Are you ready?" Thoriq looked back at Tsamara, who nodded her head, and the man stood up and prepared to worship.
Tsamara drifted away in a reading that dipped melodiously from her husband's thin lips. His heart felt so much calm and peace.
When she was done, Tsamara kissed the back of her husband's hand with reverence. Then pray together.
Then Tsamara waited for her silent husband. Shortly thereafter Thoriq turned his body and looked at him.
"Why do you want, from this moment we will worship together?"
The owner nodded his head with a smile.
"Of course I want to, brother. I am so happy to have a husband like a sister. Because my sister taught me so many things."
"Thank God. At first I was afraid if you didn't like."
"No, Tsamara believes that brother Thoriq is the man of every woman's dreams. Well, Sholih, has a good career, and is handsome. But, Tsa initially did not know if Kak Thoriq was a chief director of a company. All Tsa knows is that brother is just a kid who helped his mother develop tutoring."
Thoriq smiled faintly at the praise his wife gave him.
"thank you. But I think the compliment you're throwing is too much. I'm still far from it all. Even so, I will still try to be the dream man like you said earlier. So that you do not regret, have praised me like that. You know, why would I fall in love with you?"
Tsamara frowned while thinking, then shook her head.
"Is it because I'm beautiful and slim?" Guess the girl.
"Before you slim down, I've started to put a taste in you. Because you have a motherly nature. Just like your sister, very dear, let alone our child later. Women who are able to take care of small children, will certainly also be able to take care of her husband well. He doesn't care about everything to make his loved ones happy."
"Did you forget? When I first expressed my love for you at that restaurant, you asked me that question."
Tsamara rolled her eyeballs, then revealed a faint smile. He remembered, if ever asked about it.
After that, there was no more conversation between the two.
Silent, only a pair of eyes spoke to each other, and implied immense happiness.
Slowly the man approached Tsamara, and drew closer. Then he kissed his wife's forehead while closing his eyes full of fantasy.
Tsamara closed her eyes and felt the touch of her husband. Long enough both of them enjoy the moment, to cause a strange swish on the chest of the two.
Thoriq's face moved slightly down, wanting to taste Tsamara's rancid lips. But something unexpected ruined the moment.
"Sister..." Soffin exclaimed, standing in the doorway.
He rounded his eyes and his mouth was gaping, when he saw his brother was having a lip fight.
While Thoriq and Tsamara were surprised by Soffin's sudden arrival, immediately distanced their lips. Their faces turned red from the shame.
"Soffin, why don't you knock on the door first?" Tsamara protest, with a slightly choked voice. Because it is not yet fully a sense of nervousness is lost from him.
"What are you guys doing?" Instead of answering, Soffin asked back.
"What do you see?" Tsamara asked back.
"It looks like brother is kissing lips." Soffin said innocently.
"You're wrong. Last brother's eyes a little sore because of the glint, then brother Thoriq help clean the eyes of the brother. That's why look at the right."
"Then anyway? Soffin's eyes are still healthy."
"Masa? Try to see an eye doctor. Now, Soffin, what's the need to find a sister?"
"To be told to have dinner with papa."
"Okay, you're out now. Brother wants to clean up this equipment." Tsamara pointed at the mukena she was wearing. Soffin obediently passed away, and left the door open.