Gannaya, My Adore
Please Pray for Me.

After the sentence came out of Gana's lips, the woman realized what she was saying. Gana immediately screamed in tears. Inevitably, Ammar immediately ended it. He was stunned, but he could only understand. Because Adri is still attached to his wife's heart.

Ammar was sitting on the bed, the man looked at the silence of Gana who was also sitting opposite to him. Covering the upper body that has succeeded Ammar plain with a blanket. Ganaya looked down and cried.

It feels like karma. Or maybe the law of cause and effect is being felt.

Ammar recalled his time with Asyifa. They also had lips against each other, but Ammar moaned the name Gana. And right now he knows how the pain is.

"I'm sorry, Gana .." in tears Ganaya continued to apologize or lose her heart. He had apologized many times and Ammar patiently nodded and apologized.

"I'm sorry." Slowly, until it seems hard to hear. Gana crept the blanket that she let cover her chest. Unable to look at Ammar.

That woman is so ashamed. How could he be euphoric with Adri's shadow just now. Clearly, he did not consider Ammar to exist.

"I'm still tough, Ammar ..."

Ammar nodded. "I understand." then held Gana's arms together.

"I don't care what you want to think of me, what matters is that you're happy."

Really too, Ammar to be willing not to be considered, even though he suffered, it does not matter to him. The important thing is that the wife managed to reach the point of happiness tonight.

Ganaya shook her head then looked up, looking at her husband's bead with tears that kept dripping. "No way, Ammar! You're my husband, inside my head you have to be!"

Ammar daydreams.

"Help me, Ammar! Help me, make me fall in love ..." Gana exclaimed while holding her husband's hand. He kissed Ammar's hand, and again apologized.

Ammar quits his daydreams. And smiling with love. "I'll try to make you." Ammar took off a warm kiss on Gana's forehead.

"Do I have to wait?" Ammar seemed sensitive to Gana's situation.

Gana nodded slowly. "Until I'm ready, Ammar ..."

Disappointed for sure. Saddened? Don't ask. The dreams of the husbands when they have succeeded in mengjab Qabul, then they can already be served by his beloved wife. Ammar cannot feel it yet. Because of his love, he wants and accepts Gana's decision.

"Dear, I don't care." Ammar takes away his sadness and disappointment.

"I promise I'll try to love you." Gana returned to her promise.

"How about---"

Gana nodded and interrupted. "I must love you, so please pray for me."

A prayer? Ammar's face was tense when Gana asked him to get along.

"Pray me in your prayer, that my love may turn to you, Ammar."

Praying? Once again Ammar's heart rumbled. Let alone to pray for Gana, pray for Mama and Papa alone, he never solemnly. Because he has not done prayer for a long time.

His heart felt stabbed with Gana's demand which should be easy and cheap to run. But it became difficult, because at this time he felt he was already a demon. Allah's Enemy.

"Have you ever heard the love story of the Prophet Joseph and Zulaikha?"

Ammar shakes his head in doubt. "Maybe I've heard, but I forgot." he said.

"When Zulaikha pursued the love of the Prophet Joseph. So the Prophet stayed away from him, but when Zulaikha pursued the love of God. Allah has brought the love of Joseph to Zulaikha . Therefore pray for me, Ammar."

"Pray me." Gana.

Ammar moved his head up and down. He was only silent in a faint smile. His Saliva was pushed away by his wife's difficult request. Praying and praying are two things that are impossible for him to do. Though his love for Gana, exceeded the length of the Nile, in the world.

"I will always be faithful in this marriage." Gana promised again.

"Is Adri still in your heart?" ask Ammar.

Gana nodded.

"Even if he comes and asks you back?" Ammar asked again.

"Yes, I promise. Just you, my husband .. forever."

"I'll wait until you're ready. Thirteen years I can wait for you."

"Thank you Ammar, I can't imagine if my husband isn't you now. Your heart is so kind, so considerate and understanding."

Ammar smiled and kissed Gana again and again. Oh, dearGod. Very sincere this guy.

Gana's mind is calling. "I'll fight, Ammar ... I will fight!"

The woman promised in her husband's body.

***

Before the dawn of the Adhan, Gana was awake. His head still feels heavy because all night crying, fortunately he can still sleep in a few hours and it feels so slumbering. As per his request, tonight Ammar follows him. My husband doesn't touch her anymore.

Gana stared at Ammar who was sleeping on his back while hugging the bolster. The woman breathed heavily, she said to Ammar. But how else? He only wanted to give up his honor if he really loved Ammar.

"I'll forget it for you." Gana rubbed the soft back of her husband who still felt pias.

"Nrank ..." Gana tried to wake. But the man was still slumbering, even his snoring was heard once.

"I used to take a shower" he said.

Gana also rose to cleanse himself, before preparing to perform the morning prayer service. He would wake Ammar when he had finished his bath.

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"Yes prayers .. The prayer mats and sarongs I have prepared." whispered Gana.

Ammar just nodded with his eyes closed. Gana moved and left her who was still hugging the bolster, Gana thought Ammar would be able to wake up on his own. In fact, he will not wake up that early to take ablution water.

Today is Gana's first day as a wife. After dawn prayers, he went to the kitchen to begin carrying out his duties in terms of preparing breakfast for Ammar. He doesn't want to feel disabled in everything.

Gana did not want Ammar to be disappointed, enough she felt less because she could not provide pleasure, but she could still prepare all the needs and needs of her husband in other things.

But he seemed to have just remembered, if his good husband had done a lot of art at home. The three of them turned their heads towards Gana when the woman had already entered the kitchen doorway.

"What does the lady need? Want something made?" ask Yuni. The young girl was his personal assistant now. He stepped over to Gana and removed a lump of vegetables that he was washing in the sink.

Mother Ningsih who was concocting spices also turned her head, while Ratih's mother was crouching in front of the refrigerator that was open, she also turned her head.

They smile with great respect. Ammar succeeded in making his wife the queen of this house.

Gana shakes. "No, Yun. I want to cook breakfast for you." replied Gana. If only Ammar had heard, the man would have smiled happily.

"But Father said, I can't go to the kitchen." they answered simultaneously. Gana until stunned, he did not expect Ammar to instruct them like this.

"Father does not want, Mother's nails are dirty or splashed with hot oil" said Yuni.

"Yes, Mom. Let's just." continued Ratih's mother.

"Mom want me to make some tea?" Ibu Ningsih offered.

Ganaya was just pensive. "Papa loved Mama very much, but still let Mama in the kitchen to cook food for us. But, Ammar? Is his love that big for me?" the woman was bowing with her head bowed. Last night's memories made him swim back in regret.

"Mom, why?" ask Yuni. He looks worried.

Gana shook her head, wiping away the tears that had condensed again.

"I still want to cook, please help me huh." they threw each other a glance.

Gana went into the kitchen and took the apron. Yuni swiftly helped his king's consort directly.

"At least I should still be a useful wife to her." Gana.

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