GRINNED
CHAPTER 64: Following my Priest

"Assalmu'alaikum, dear."

Zaidan's voice whispered softly, in the ears of the lover who was fast asleep next to his daughter.

A gust of wind that hit in his ear, only made him squirm for a moment. Then continue the dream that had paused.

Then he took the water in the glass, on the small table, next to his bed. Sprinkled the water on the face with a smile. And speak softly in the heart, as do'a.

My dear friend, wake up.

There is no meaning of a priest if there are no followers behind him.

Because what I want, ainun mardiyah in my paradise is you. Although there are other angels there.

Once again the water was splashed on the face of Dinda's ayu. Makes her feel there are cold drops touched on her face. Until he woke up and opened his eyes.

"Maos ..."

"It's time, I'll wait."

Dinda immediately got out of bed. Towards the bathroom to sanctify, in order to fulfill the priest's invitation. To uncover the yearning for the Power.

He took the face and wore it perfectly. To open his day with care, carelessness, and submission of his heart and soul, to His kodrad and iron. With the takbiratul ihrom as the beginning. And greetings as the end.

After that longing, in the frame of tahajud prayer, with his beloved wife.

After giving a kiss of love on the wife's head. Zaidan sat for a moment, looking at Dinda who was about to prepare to release his face.

But not long, he grabbed his wife's body into his lap.

""Are you ready to meet Mayasa?"

"God willing, Mommy."

"Alhamdulillah. I hope you can guide him when I'm not around."

"Dinda's science is still a little."

"Mas believe. That little one is too special for me. And that's what you can't do."

"Mas is too complimentary."

"No. I've seen how you guide Anya. Until now it has been smooth. Just been with you for a while. And I heard yesterday juz 30 already memorized."

"That's also because there's always something to remind. It's who made it so."

"But I want to thank you. We'll leave early in the morning. I want to show you something. Before we go home.

Hope Humaira likes it."

"I wonder what that surprise is."

"Secret dong .... And I'm sorry, if you're only gonna be home for a while. Because there's a lot of work in the office, that needs to be handled."

"Yes ."

"Now can I continue my work."

"Hemmm ..., Mom. Dinda's packing up too."

Dinda rose from Zaidan's lap. Picking up a suitcase on top of the cupboard. For his clothes and all.

"Not to be taken by all, we'll be here again."Zaidan said as he stared at the laptop, in front of him.

"Yes, Mum."

When she finished, Dinda headed to the kitchen.

Preparing food, for residents of the house and also supplies for her husband in the office. Until the dawn of the Adhan.

Dinda approached her daughter who seemed to be squirming.

" Anya, wake up baby. It's dawn."

Anya lazily followed her bundle, towards the family musholla. Has been waiting for the whole family, and also Zaidan.

Although after arriving, fell asleep again on the prayer mat, which Dinda titles on the back. Do not discourage to always wake him, when morning prayers are done.

After all had passed leaving the musholla, Zaidan lifted her back to the room. And put it on the bed.

Then continued the work on his side. Accompanied by a cup of his favorite warm drink, a. Which Dinda has already brought.

A few moments later, Dinda returned. Prepare warm water for Anya bath. Because it's still too early. The air still feels cold.

Then I woke Anya.

"Princess mother .. let's take a shower. We're going home."

Anya squirmed lazily. But still follow the word bundle. The one who was waiting for him walked to the bathroom. Even though his eyes were not perfectly open.

Shortly after, he had already returned to the room with his body wrapped in a towel.

Dinda painstakingly dressed her clothes.

Then leave it on the bed, because he also needs to clean himself.

Unexpectedly, shortly after, Anya fell asleep again.

Zaidan, who had finished his work immediately grabbed a towel, would enter the bathroom. A moment of stunned staring at his daughter asleep again. He approached while smiling to himself.

Then leave. I couldn't bear to wake him.

He heads to the bathroom, unaware that Dinda is still inside. His hand grabbed the door by his back. His eyes were still staring at Anya.

"Maas ...." Dinda did not dare to scream. Soon he was wearing clothes, before Zaidan realized he was inside. Then get out through Zaidan.

Dinda just lowered her head, while glancing at Zaidan annoyed.

"Tap first, why sich!"

"Yes .. knew it wasn't locked. I entered from earlier." muttered Zaidan softly, so as not to be heard. Unfortunately heard also by Dinda, making him even more upset.

Her ignorant hand grabbed Dinda, and gave a small kiss on her lips.

"Bikin gemes." Then closed the bathroom door before Dinda landed her pinch. For a moment he felt what Zaidan was doing.

Then his gaze looked at his sleeping daughter again, after he had bathed. Make him smile himself, forget the taste that Zaidan gave him.

He'd better prepare himself first, before Anya. Dinda sat for a moment at her dresser. With thin makeup, just to refresh his face so as not to look pale and dull. At the same time wear a wide, relaxed veil. Compatible with the clothes he was wearing right now. Relaxing but graceful.

Soon Zaidan was also out of the bathroom. And put on the clothes that Dinda had prepared.

For some reason, his heart always wanted to tempt his wife.

"Bun, ask me to button my arms."

Dinda unhesitatingly helped button it up. Without any prejudice.

So Zaidan looked at his wife's face. Located with his face.

No doubt quickly he kissed Dinda's lips that look intoxicating in his view.

"Mas."

"You're so beautiful, you make your husband flutter."

Wanting Dinda away, but Zaidan's hand hugged her, unwilling to let go. Until it brings Dinda's mind to float.

Why the sun refuses to show itself. Today, I must continue this step. Where you guide.

Nets of trust that began to be arranged, in bonds over His pleasure. Make this self comfortable and shady, in the embrace of his love. I gave up, resigned, over the pride that had been hidden. To cover up my weakness that I've wanted you all along.

"Mas, he said he was leaving early in the morning."

"Hem ..thank you, you've reminded me, ma'am."

Then Zaidan let go of his embrace gently. Anywhere tidying himself.

While Dinda was busy tidying up Anya who was still asleep.

"Mother, these clothes are put in the back..."

"Mother, that's it."

"No what. I'm helping."

"Thank you, Dad. Later please also take the bushel that is on the table."

"All right."

Zaidan came out with dirty clothes. Shortly afterwards it had returned with a large and small bushel.

While Dinda also finished tidying up her hair and clothes. Sit her in a dresser. Then he made his bed.

"Bun, this is all that's brought."

"Yes ."

"Yes, I'll take it to the garage first. Turning machine. L waited. Soon to the front yeah ...."

"Thank you, Dad."

Zaidan carried a small suitcase and also a bushel passed from before Dinda.

A moment later, Zaidan followed by holding Anya .

Dinda had prepared to leave her father-in-law's house, following where Zaidan had taken her.

In front, it looks mami Haydi is taking a light walk to take off her footwear. Layla's company. Shaffa don't know where...

"Mam, we go home first."

"Yes, Zei. Take good care waiting and granddaughter mami."

He gives a kiss on Anya's cheek, which is lazy to wake up.

"Don't forget to turn back 3 days before the reception."

"Mauro ..."

"The rules are so, aren't they, Mi?"

"Your brother is married."

"Yes .. , Mommy." Layla glances at Haydi .

"Yes, Layla. 3 days before the reception sister-in-law will sister balikkin. Don't goiter. Atau I call Aris, so you don't get jealous of brother."

"Sister!"

"Who is he, Zay."

"See Layla herself."

"Have been, Mi. We're leaving."

Zaidan and Dinda got into his car. Then driving off left Mami Haydi and Layla waving.