Hazimah and Aqlan
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The silent atmosphere of the night in the boarding school Roudhotul Jannah welcomes Aqlan and Zimah, their car stopped right in front of the house of Aqlan's parents.

When entering the boarding gate Zimah frowned, he was astonished without asking the husband.

"House have?"

Zimah turned to the husband who had taken care of the car engine, Aqlan nodded slowly with a smile.

"Yuk down" Aqlan asked to open the door of his car, followed by Zimah

"Alhamdulillah end of your life until also." welcome umi Halimah happy to her son and daughter-in-law.

"Assalamu'alaikum umi" said Aqlan greeting the umi

"Wa'alaikumussalam" umi smiled rubbing Aqlan's head

"Have his umi ustadz Aqlan?" Zimah was surprised to see the middle-aged woman he knew the cottage owner's wife and the husband.

"Yes ndok" Umi's answer made Zimah speechless looking at her husband.

"How are you?" the word Umi approached Zimah who was still silent

"Alhamdulillah is good" said Zimah to greet the hands of Halimah and try to smile

"Alhamdulillah" he said, hugging Zimah

Zimah returned the embrace of Umi Halimah by watching her eyes feel comfortable like her mother's embrace.

"Now call her umi ya, like your husband" ordered a gentle buni who had let go of their embrace and rubbed Zimah's cheek.

"Yes umi" said Zimah sungkan

"Yowes now you rest yes, must be tired, tomorrow just say hello to the others."

"Jih Umi, Aqlan same Zimah in the room first yes"

Aqlan carried their belongings in the follow Zimah behind her just by carrying a small bag on her shoulders.

All along following Aqlan's steps towards Zimah's room just silently stared at Aqlan's back.

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"Why daydream?"

Zimah shook her head, holding her temple that hit the chest of the field Aqlan looked up at Aqlan who was standing in front of her.

Looking at Aqlan's hand and looking back, he was already at the door of Aqlan's room and Aqlan had placed their belongings in the room.

"Now that we enter yes, surely you are tired" Zimah followed Aqlan's steps which pulled her hand slowly.

"Why didn't you say that ustadz was a kiyai's son?" zimah asked, turning her body to Aqlan who was locking the room door.

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Aqlan instantly turned her body after the door was locked, in the face of her beautiful wife's face.

You never asked me."

Zimah silently looked at Aqlan who was also staring at her.

"Didn't you like it when I was Kiyai's son?" ask Aqlan, please,

Zimah remained silent.

"I'm sorry if I never told you about my status, I thought you wouldn't have a problem." Aqlan apologizes for seeing the deadliness of the wife whom he thought Zimah did not like with his status.

Zimah stepped on her feet near Aqlan, took her right hand and kissed her with ta'dzim and unknowingly one drop of her tears fell on the back of Aqlan's hand, making Aqlan surprised reflexively raised Zimah's chin gently.

"Why cry? am I wrong?" aqlan asked softly while rubbing the wife's cheek

Zimah looked up at Aqlan and shook her head.

"Mas tau?, Zimah was one of the women who admired mas in silence from many of his women out there." tell Zimah gently to warm Aqlan's heart to hear Zimah's call and honesty.

"Zimah longed to have a husband like a mas, but Zimah buried deep in that desire because Zimah was sure, Zimah is not the type of mas." Zimah held Aqlan's hand which was on her cheek.

Aqlan was still faithfully staring and hearing his wife.

"When the mas came to worship Zimah, Zimah was very happy but that was not long, Zimah was slapped by circumstances, women who were far from the word sholehah, she said, and Zimah was afraid that one day might hinder the dakwah mas."

"But when the mas tried to convince and continue to fight Zimah to become a wife mas, Zimah was devastated and sure if the mas is in destiny right to lead Zimah to be a female sholehah."

"And after Zimah found out that if the kiyai child mas, Zimah's fear returned, Zimah was afraid not to be able to balance the mas, because Zimah from ordinary people, from ordinary families, women who lack religious knowledge. And Zimah thinks he wants to step down, because there are still more women out there than Zimah." Zimah shrank her voice at the end of the word staring at Aqlan with sadness, and eyes that had been in the water.

Aqlan immediately pulled Zimah into his arms, tightly hugging his wife as if there was no tomorrow.

"You must not back down, as you said, I am destined for you, and we will be together at all times, that's my do'a, and I'll never let you go."

"Now we clean up first yes, after that break, because tomorrow mas will know you as all the family mas."

They enter the bathroom in turn.

"Break Zimah first." said Aqlan when he came out of the bathroom to see his wife was about to remove their belongings from the suitcase.

"Fear not tomorrow" said Zimah had not seen Aqlan.

"Astaghfirullah" said Zimah was surprised to see Aqlan only wearing a towel to the waist, Zimah immediately covered her face and rushed to Aqlan, because she was about to look at Aqlan who was beside her.

"I'm sorry I forgot" said Aqlan scratching her non-itchy head and headed straight for her wardrobe.

Aqlan quickly put on her nightgown in the closet, and approached Zimah who was still blindfolded.

"Why must his eyes be closed you are my wife." teased Aqlan, because Zimah has not seen Aqlan who has made clothes.

"Iya Zimah is my wife, but that's not the case" said Zimah, whose face was not covered, looking red.

"What is it like?" aqlan asked curbed her laughter

"Pads don't wear clothes" Zimah said, shaming

"Why in front of his own wife, even more than this is possible."

Aqlan pulled the wife's hand that covered the squeezing red face.

Zimah was still reluctant to open her eyes even though her hand had been pulled by Aqlan and held in her hand.

"Can I say something?"

"May I say."

"But her eyes were opened first." Aqlan Zimah's request shook her head in a frown making Aqlan chuckle.

"I've been wearing clothes" Aqlan said in between her ruckus.

Zimah opened one by one her eyes to see Aqlan who was already wearing a nightgown.

"When is the makai?" asked Zimah in surprise

"Udah from now on, when you close your eyes with your hands" Aqlan chuckled

"Why not say the hell" said Zimah embarrassed and looked the other way, because he felt from earlier he was tempted by his husband.

Aqlan chuckles at feeling funny with his wife's mannerisms.

"So what did you say?" asked Zimah after waking up.

Aqlan instantly stopped his ruckus and looked at Zimah gently.

"From yesterday I wanted to see you open the veil in front of me" Aqlan said staring right in Zimah's eyes.

"I'm sorry, Zimah wasn't ready yesterday" Zimah felt guilty staring at the husband who was waiting for her to open the hijab.

"Is it ready now?" ask Aqlan expectantly

Zimah nodded.

"Let us open"

Zimah nodded again.

Aqlan removed Zimah's headscarf easily, as Zimah wore the headscarf straight in, not the one she used to wear outside the house.

"Maa shaa Allah, beautiful" said Aqlan adored the face of the wife when her hijab was opened.

Zimah smiled faintly and her face came back red hearing the praise from the husband.

Aqlan stroked Zimah's unraveled hair, because the bond of hair had been released Aqlan, in the face of his wife full of love.

"Only anyone can see you like this" he said possessively

Aqlan led Zimah to lie down on the bed, and Aqlan also laid her body next to Zimah.

"Hazimah" called Aqlan to slowly pull Zimah into her arms and caress Zimah's hair.

"Yes" Zimah replied almost inaudibly,

"If the future of our marriage is tested by God, please never give up and want to go, hold hands with me to defend our household."

Zimah nodded in Aqlan's arms.

"You are the woman whom I have called before God."

Zimah instantly raised her head looking at Aqlan who was also staring at her with a sincere smile, Zimah replied with a haru smile.

"Thank you."