Gusmu Imamku
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Enjoy the time you have with your loved ones.Gusmu Imamku.

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"Tomorrow yuk, Nda!" Invite Fatah to Liana when they both have finished looking at the conditions of the view that thankfully Alhamdulillah is in good condition.

Liana nodded vigorously while tightly hugging Fatah's burly arms, as they joined hands. "How many days, Bee?"

"Seven."

"Okay ready, execute the Imam,"

"Emcuum pinter." Fatah said while peeping his wife's temple.

Liana chuckles. "I love Albee" he said suddenly with a beautiful floating smile.

"Neck." Reply Fatah with a face that strongly implies matchless happiness.

"Let's promise," Liana took off her hand from hugging her husband's arm.

Fatah's forehead frowned, what promise does his wife want? He thought as he raised the pinky of his right hand together with a confused face.

"Promise?"

Liana fused her little finger with her husband's. "Promise Iha, we will always be together in the world and the hereafter. There will be no one else after you or I who first go home to our Lord" said Liana, full of seriousness emanating from her face.

Fatah's heart raced very fast with eyes staring at his pinky before turning to his wife's face.

"Bismillah, in the name of your Lord, I promise that there will be no other woman who will reign and be the queen of my heart but you forever." Reply Fatah without a hint of hesitation in his voice then he smiled broadly.

"And I also promise there will be no other man after you forever, my husband." Liana repeated Fatah's words with her own version.

Fatah and Liana then faced each other, their eyes long enough to look at each other, until Fatah suddenly embraced the woman he loved who was currently standing in front of him.

Already from birth Fatah never felt in love and also did not want to fall in love with other women before the bond of marriage between them.

Her marriage used to be done without her knowledge, in another sense she did not know who was the candidate. He was only told his brother to go to Lampung to do kabul ijab with kyai children who previously he also did not know, who kyai his brother meant.

But armed with confidence and the address that his brother gave, Fatah finally went to Lampung in Husain's company, his close friend when mondok used to be until now whose person is currently teaching at one of the universities in East Java.

They went back to Java together. But because Husein wanted to visit at his brother's house, until in Semarang he chose to go down and leave alone. Leaving Fatah to pick up his wife.

"Sir." Call Fatah in a soft voice.

Liana stretched out the hug Fatah had done to her. "Why?"

"You ... ask for an appointment like that don't want to go home alone, right?" Fatah's voice sounded doubtful as he questioned the question to his wife.

Liana put her shoulders indifferently while smiling at a glance, then walked first towards the ndalem to make her husband breakfast before going to the girls dormitory, organizing the dormitory activities like the usual days.

Fatah swallowed her hard-earned salivary, her feelings suddenly becoming uneasy with what was about to happen. But, he doesn't know what it is.

Take care of my family and those closest to me, O God.

Fatah then goes after his wife, he does not want to be far from Liana. I don't want to, and I never will. Especially until they have to separate, until whenever he will not be ready. He has fallen in love with his wife, he has loved Liana, his love for Liana is true love, pure love between man and woman. He would love no other woman but Liana.

His feelings for Holif are only limited to being amazed at the privilege that radiates from the heart of his students. He never felt admiration for any woman other than Holif. It is very rare to see a woman who has hidden privileges like the one Holif has. Although at the end of the era women who have the privilege is a lot, but he feels much more women who do not have that privilege.

Holif has an aura of kindness that makes people happy when they are around him. Although the woman was mischievous, but the heart of the woman was connected to the Khaliq. Holif women who diligently fast the sunnah, perpetuate the prayers of the sunnah. Holif is really good manners, if with people who have commendable character that has been very rarely encountered in the end of this era.

Holif's a good woman, Fatah's amazed at her.

Liana is a great woman, Fatah is in love with her.

After finishing cooking Liana immediately prepared a plate of rice that she will use later at breakfast with her husband. They are already accustomed to it, other than if they are eating with guests or eating outside the cottage.

"You are amazing my heart." Fatah came out of her room after she finished dhuha prayers, and immediately sat down on the front floor of the living room television. They have a dining table, but they rarely use it because they are not comfortable sitting in a chair, they are not used to it.

The alumni lodge.

"What's this morning?" Ask Fatah while pouring water into the glass that they will use later in turn.

"Tempe, sample, same culub." Liana replied while sitting in front of Fatah after she placed the dishes on the small table.

"That mantab, can really make her husband's appetite." Said Fatah with an impatient face eating the food that Liana made.

Happiness is easy, just be grateful for what we have right now. But if you have eaten with the menu at this time, Fatah really\ will be happy without using the slogan.

Liana chuckled while putting the cowboy to wash her hands and her husband later, again\-again they both ate only using their hands. Almost all of the food they eat using their hands, which fruit is the same.

They're not comfortable with spoons. Hmmm, fortunately they are still comfortable using the plate.

The couple began eating, eating a laugh as the television show broadcasted a funny spectacle. If I'm honest, the two of them can't actually eat without being quiet. The mouth will continue to talk even though it has been fed, they are comfortable with it.

There was so much they both talked about while eating. Many discussions are cool in addition to talking about the ugliness of others, of course. So much of what they were talking about, they both did not realize that the food had run out.

"Not a laper?" Ask Liana while \*\*\*\*\*\*\* one by one before she washes her hands with Fatah.

"The one." Fatah answered with a light weight.

"Alhamdulillah." Reply Liana while festively dirty Fatah hands with her right hand.

Liana's left hand was used to pour water little by little into the right hand of the two of them who were in the container of the plate they used earlier. Slowly\-swallow he rubbed the\-scrub of his right hand that fused with Fatah's.

After a little clean. Liana slipped her right hand and her husband's to the cowboy earlier. Liana ended the activity after a terrible washcloth wet Fatah's hands first before her hands.

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TB

Central Lampung, 07 April 2020

Curious: I was very surprised when the revision of this story, a lot of Typo Yes Allah.

I revised from the beginning to connect with the next part². So, if you want, you can read this story from the beginning and tell me where Typo I have to fix, xiexie. \(**This is a circumcision in wp. not this apk*\)

Conflict is getting closer but I don't like Conflict;\(

How about dong? :\(

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