God's Choice of Mate
Morning Road

"Eyes do not need to be a beautiful girl" Brian said to Sonya who was walking next to him. They were both shopping for groceries. During a week in Singapore, Sonya must learn to process her own food. And now he has mastered how to make some dishes such as omelets and various fried fried foods such as fried shrimp flour, fried fish flour and all types of ingredients fried using ready-made seasoning flour.

"Your eyes don't need to glimps me!" Reply Sonya ketus. It cannot be denied Sonya who wears a white short-sleeved shirt and tight jeans limited to the thigh managed to steal the attention. Not to mention her long hair that is tied high so that it displays her smooth tie neck adds to her aura of beauty. Unfortunately a Briyan would not admit to all that. In his eyes, Sonya was still the same. Sick woman of the same sex.

"Briyan?" Call someone.

"Hey..Roy..!!!" Briyan returned the call of her friend.

"Remain here? There is work or... " Roy glanced at Sonya.

"Regular... Another vacation" answered Briyan in her cool style.

Holiday your head Briyan!

"Bay the way, who's this beauty? Your girlfriend?" Roy asked while looking at Sonya from the bottom up making Sonya uncomfortable.

"I went there first" said Sonya who immediately went from the presence of the two friends.

Not wrong anymore. This Sonya is actually l*sbian. There's a cute gini guy even in cuekin.

"He's my friend" Briyan replied briefly.

"Friends what temen. I'm not sure that beautiful woman you just missed?" Reply Roy raised his eyebrows.

"You interested? He's just a friend." Reply Briyan.

"Seriously? Can also tuh. Know dong bro" Reply Roy. His view did not change from Sonya who was choosing fruits.

It's also good that I know Roy and Sonya. Who knows if they are a soul mate. Roy is good enough to conquer the heart of women.

"Can. Come to my apartment. I'll send you the address ok" replied Briyan patting his friend's shoulder.

After exchanging mobile numbers, Briyan approached Sonya and continued her shopping.

"Eh got a greeting from my friend" Briyan said.

"Not interested" Sonya replied briefly.

"Why? He's handsome and well-established." Reply Briyan Smabil pushed the trolley towards the cashier's desk. The two of them looked like a very compatible couple.

"Not my type"

"What kind of you are you? Beautiful or tomboyish?" Said Briyan again insinuating Sonya.

"It's definitely not your rich horse's play boy stamp!" Sonya pointed at Briyan's face.

Damn me said play boy!

"Male play boy? That's normal Sonya" he replied.

"Tau ah's. You pay me to wait in front!" Sonya said as she passed away leaving Briyan.

"Eh..eh... instead go"

After finishing shopping Sonya and Briyan returned to the apartment. Sonya immediately arranged the food ingredients that had been purchased into the refrigerator.

"Son..."

"Fast Son...Sons! The complete dong Sonya!" Sonya's most hateful Kawab called Son that sounds like the call of one of the characters in the famous film in the 90s, namely Tuyul and Mbak Yul.

"Gallak is so! Thankfully, I was not my wife. Can die young I have a wife like you" Briyan said.

"Bri!!! Can you not do me a day just not nyudutin me? I'm tired of Bri!!! tired!!! You don't know anything about me!!!" Sonya said in a high tone then slammed the refrigerator door and entered her room.

Briyan was stunned to see Sonya's anger. He who is usually indifferent does not care now like a raging lion.

"It's angry. Kaya ABG only" said Briyan.

"Briyaaaann!!!" Sonya screamed while throwing away her pillow. He could no longer hold himself back. It was enough all this time that he was despised as a same-sex lover. This time he would not let Briyan insult her again.

"I will prove that all your words are nonsense! You will regret Briyan!!!" He said with anger.

After performing the evening prayer and dhikr, Rayyan did not immediately go back to sleep. He chose to see Zafran in his room while waiting for dawn. Zafran now wants to sleep alone. Even so, Shafa always looked at her every time they woke up.

"So the son of Sholeh yes Nak, May you be a linker for the ummi and your abu" he said while kissing the forehead of the boy he loved like his own son. Rayyan raised Zafran's body, taking him to her room. He put her to sleep next to Shafa who was still asleep.

"Mom's... Waking up at dawn" His whisper softly in Shafa's ear was accompanied by a gentle kiss on his forehead. Shafa began to blink and fumble next to him. He immediately woke up when he felt Zafran was next to him.

"Mommy's son is very good bobonya anyway" He kissed Zafran cheek many times.

"Mom, she'll wake up. Wudhu horde!" Rayyan looked at his wife with love.

"Yes.iya.." Shafa immediately got out of bed towards the bathroom. Shafa immediately turned on the faucet and began to sulk. Start by washing both palms, gargling, and cleaning the nose, then washing the face. Shafa's movements came to a halt as he washed his hands. He was astonished when he felt something coiling in his left hand.

The bracelet!

He watched carefully the beautiful gold bracelet in the middle of the circle on his left arm. Her lips smiled a smile for a moment. He did not continue his wudhunya and immediately ran out of the bathroom.

"Ayaahh" Call her with a happy look while hugging Rayyan.

"What's up Mom? Are you hugging?" Rayyan pretended not to know.

"This what?" Shafa held his hand right in front of Rayyan.

Rayyan smiled to see the face of his wife who was mesam-mesem happy.

"So Mommy already knows? This is what Mommy waited for last night" Ledek Rayyan.

"Ish, you intentionally?" Shafa turned around to cross his arms around his chest as if he was frowning.

"To be my darling surprise!" His whisper while hugging Shafa's body from behind.

"Well, why is it so bucin now?" He turned his body, leaning his head against Rayyan's chest.

"But Shafa likes it, right?" He answered while teasing his spoiled wife.

Shafa nodded, "But I'm just the same! If the other one you have to stay cool" said Shafa.

"Yes let's go again, after our prayers the way of dawn. So that the father's child is getting healthier" he said while rubbing Shafa's stomach.

After the subu prayers, Rayyan and Shafa take a walk around his home complex. Shafa wore a red peacock patterned negligee given from his ART. Rayyan wears a white T-shirt and long trousers. They walk hand in hand. Not only the two of them, some neighbors were doing the same activity. They exchanged greetings and exchanged news.

They walked for about 30 minutes. Shafa was starting to feel tired.

"Mas, rest first. I'm tired" he said while sitting on a long bench by the side of the road.

"My feet hurt" he complained.

Ow hell! if it hurts, don't ask for another sling!!!

"Yes already rest first yes" Rayyan immediately set up the calf part of his wife who had been held since.

"Is this sick?" Rayyan looked at Shafa. He just nodded. The calf does look bigger and harder. Like a pedestrian's calf. Gently Rayyan began to scold him.

"Udah, it's over!" Shafa took her husband's hand. It's not nice if Rayyan has to do that.

"Ga papa dear, if it still hurts so the masjit again" his eagle.

"Udah is not sick. Let's gohome?" Shafa stood up to show that he was okay. They walk home and tell each other about their childhood. Shafa who when very brave as a child does not know fear is inversely proportional to Rayyan who is timid and impressed mami children.

The sun began to spurt out a torrent of light from the eastern horizon. Shafa and Rayyan are almost home. Suddenly Shafa stopped his steps.

"What's the matter, baby?" Ask Rayyan.

"Mas, I want it" He pointed to a mango hanging on a tree belonging to one of Shafa's neighbors.

"Yes, later tell bi Lastri to buy yes, it has a loved one" said Rayyan.

"No! I want that one and I want Mas Rayyan to climb!" His words kekeh do not want to be denied.

Oh my God, I can't climb!