Gusmu Imamku
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From the beginning I was in love with you - Albar Fatahillah.
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"Nda, come with me yok!"
Early in the morning, after Fatah finished the Quran with his wife, he intended to go to the garden in the same style of clothing as usual days.
"Where?" Liana asked while she was still cooking rice on magic-com for breakfast later.
"Landang, make money for your living." Fatah answered while pouring teapot water into a glass for her to drink.
"Yes later," Liana replied as she walked towards the sink to wash her hands.
"Now. Hunt anyone see if I kidnap you," said Fatah, because at this time the rays of the sun still do not control the surface of the earth where he lives.
"Emm, yaudah come on," as Liana was about to walk first, Fatah patted her on the shoulder. "Why again?" Liana asked as she turned her head back.
"Lock" Fatah replied, stretching out his hands after he downed the drink.
Liana held back her laughter while turning over to hold both of her husband's shoulders. "Weight, Bee. On both shoulders of Albee was a lot of bearing sins, I am not strong if I have to carry 2 sins of people at once," he said in a joking tone.
"Yes that's why. Dinda carried me let our sins fall away," Fatah replied with a big smile.
Liana was speechless with eyes staring in Fatah's vision.
"Yes? Yea? Yea? Yes dong, I'm tired, "pinta Fatah with a clear face.
Liana laughed softly. "Capek why are you? Not even a word," she said, shaking her head in wonder at her husband's behavior.
Fatah twists his wife's body gently.
"Smuck, made a grandpa last night." He replied with a stupid grin as he poked his hand against Liana's neck from behind her back.
Liana snorted but instantly turned into a startled cry as her husband's legs were wrapped around her stomach.
"Let's go!" Take Fatah while putting his head on his wife's little shoulder.
Actually Fatah is high if compared to most people, but Liana's height can also be said to rival it.
"Le-neck a-I'm sick, A-Albee." Liana banged on Fatah's arm which was perched sweetly on her neck.
"Hehehe, howl." Fatah loosened a little bit of his hand around his wife's neck.
Liana snorted and tried to walk carrying her husband's heavy body on his back.
"Eh-eh, what's in the basement?" Shocked Fatah because Liana lowered it when the woman had just stepped 3 foot swings towards the kitchen door.
Liana tried to turn her body to stroke her husband's cheek. "Tomorrow again, son, your mama's back is gouty" he said.
"Really?" Ask Fatah with a worried face.
Liana nodded slowly.
"Jude here, change you who go up to my back, let me carry you," Fatah lowered her body by turning her back to Liana. "Come on!"
Liana shook her head as Fatah looked back. "Fear of falling." Resist.
"Why should I be afraid? If the edges are at best just a rough stick to the ground as your butt hurts how so," Fatah wanted to laugh seeing the upset response that emanated on Liana's pretty face.
"Sickness to shit."
Fatah chuckled softly. "Udah let's go up! Not falling down, trust me. I love you, I could see you in pain,"
Fatah speaks honestly if he loves Liana, maybe even he is still less honest because it does not bear the words of love that he has felt since the first time he met his lover.
"Tell?"
"Ndoro Enjeh." Fatah answered his wife's doubts.
Liana smiled widely and then started to attach her body to her husband's back before the two of them went to the fields.
Fatah went to the field just to see how the development of vegetables that he planted.
"Yes!" Call Fatah on the sidelines of their journey.
"Why?" Liana could only glance at Fatah from the tail of her eyes because she had her head placed on her husband's shoulder.
"It's just like wali songo's pilgrimage soon,"
"Continue?"
"Yes, not always either. Just .., just like you will come, I can't bear to leave you alone here," replied Fatah while laughing softly.
"I'm mah as long as you're the one who skipped, come on, please" Liana replied. "BTW how many buses are you taking?"
"9 as it were. 6 of the abah hut, 3 of this hut. But we do not take the bus, we bring our own car," said Fatah when remembering the departure plan he had deliberated with his brother.
"Two?"
"No. Abah, ummi, Butet same Amru with our car, so I can replace it that way with him," answer Fatah while remembering his brother who is currently still friendly between one kyai to another kyai in the Lampung area.
"Who is amru? Sodara you?" Liana asked Fatah Anguki.
"My sister" replied Fatah.
"How many of you are there, Bee?" Confused that Liana had never been told Fatah, who was the brother of the man.
"5. I'm the third kid, my mom's 2. First mamas call Labib, second Jae, third Fatah handsome, fourth Amru, fifth Butet."
"Amru has a wife?" Liana asked while gently biting the tip of Fatah's earlobe.
"Not yet, just like there is already a candidate," Fatah was as strong as possible to hold amused about the actions of his naughty wife.
"But beautiful am I not from the candidate Amru?" Liana only intended to joke and tease her husband, nothing more.
"You're also the candidate Amru is more beautiful, I'm also lazy to add women to be made your honey,"
"Terozzz dice." Upset Liana because again her husband said honey (second) to her.
Fatah chuckled softly. "Eh, Nda. I think Amru's candidate is a young widow,"
As you remember Fatah when umminya talked about the candidate Amru that was one of the topics.
"Widow?"
"Yes, widow. Jakarta's young widow,"
"How do you know him?"
"The young widow was lodged in the abah cottage, so Amru knew. I don't know him right away but I know him as my brother-in-law,"
"Do not call the widow young. Dowager doang mang can't what?" Upset Liana, because she had heard the sentence.
The virgin is attractive, but the widow is more seductive.
"Ndoro Enjeh." Reply Fatah with eyes glancing at Liana who was staring down towards the ground.
"Whose name is Amru?"
"Name? Emm, I want to go first" Fatah was silent for a long time until she opened her mouth to say the name of her candidate Amru. "Mba Please look,"
"Crazy?" Beo Liana's
"It looks like yes."
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Central Lampung, April 03, 2020
Azzah Indah Irmiyana
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