Hazimah and Aqlan
eat meatballs

Aqlan slowly opened her eyes, and the first one in view was the face of her wife who was still closing her eyes.

His wife looks beautiful even though in a state of sleep, on her swipe the wife's cheek uses her thumb.

Aqlan chuckled considering last night that she and Zimah should have gone for a walk but didn't.

𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘶 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘫𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘬 𝘬𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘳, 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘫𝘶 𝘬𝘰𝘬𝘰 𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪 𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢, 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘢𝘳 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘬 𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘵,

𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘯 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘳, 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘬𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘫𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘫𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪.

"𝘗𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘫𝘶 𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘺𝘢?" 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩, 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘬𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢.

𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘱𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘩 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘢𝘩 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯.

"𝘚𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨" 𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘬 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘨

𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘵-𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘩, 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘫𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘬 𝘯𝘺𝘢.

𝘛𝘢𝘱𝘪 𝘧𝘰𝘬𝘶𝘴 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘩 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘱 𝘸𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘯𝘺𝘢.

𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘶.

"𝘔𝘢𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘢?" 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘩𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘴𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘱𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘴.

"𝘔𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘵?"

𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮

"𝘉𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘩 𝘨𝘢𝘬, 𝘫𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯-𝘫𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘶?"

𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘱 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘶𝘬.

"𝘎𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘱𝘢-𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘢𝘫𝘢, 𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘩 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨." 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘶𝘮 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘢𝘯.

𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨, 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘢𝘵 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯

"𝘔𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘵."

"𝘛𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘢?"𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯.

𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘣, 𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘱 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘶, 𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘪𝘴𝘺𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘵.

𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘬 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘳.

"𝘉𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘩?"

𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘶𝘬.

𝘈𝘲𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘸𝘢 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘦 𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳, 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘢 𝘥𝘰'𝘢.

"Why do you think I'm that cake?"

Aqlan woke up from her daydream, and saw her wife who was awake, then she shook her head.

"Sorry, last night, we weren't going for a walk." Aqlan looked at his wife feeling guilty.

Zimah who heard immediately pulled the blanket to cover her head.

Her face flushed considering last night, she casually came out of the bathroom using only a towel, and was unaware of her husband who was already in the room.

Zimah cursed herself under the blanket.

"Why are you?, are you angry?" ask Aqlan worriedly

Zimah shook her head, without dropping her blanket.

"Keep why?"

"Shame" great-granddaughter Zimah

Aqlan laughed and heard his wife's reply.

The irritated Zimah immediately opened her blanket, looking at her husband furiously with a face that was still blushing.

"Maa, sorry, you're funny" Aqlan said in the rest of her laughter looking at the sullen Zimah.

"I want to take a shower first" Zimah woke up from her sleep with a blanket wrapped around her body

Aqlan tarsyumi saw the small body of his wife, who was wrapped in a thick blanket.

"Buying together, saves time." Aqlan smiled seductively

Zimah shook his head quickly, with a reddened face

"When tahajjudnya not much more dear" his reason

Zimah shook her head and immediately got off the bed, walking slowly towards the bathroom despite the distress due to the blankets that wrapped her innocent body.

Aqlan laughed and shook his head at the behavior of his wife who was trying to avoid her.

Zimah who was still standing in front of the bathroom glared at her laughing husband, she rushed in and immediately closed the door.

Zimah breathed his breath rough.

"When this is not our first activity, but why am I still gerogi kek gini." his own monologue

"Shame on yourself".

Zimah immediately cleansed his body.

"Thank God your memorization is getting smoother" Aqlan praised his wife

"Alhamdulillah, this is all because of the mas as well, who helped Zimah continue to memorize." Smiling sweetly looking at her handsome husband, especially if wearing clothes like this, really typical santri.

"Hopefully in here there is a fetus that will grow into a sholeh and sholeh child." Aqlan held the stomach of his wife.

"Aamiin"

"Where are we going to take a walk tonight before tomorrow to go back to Kalimantan, all shopping for souvenirs for your family there."

"Yes, my mother" Zimah nodded

"Udah want adzan shubuh nih, you want to pray in the mosque what is here?"

"Sholat in the room."

Aqlan nodded and stood up

"Mas go to the mosque first huh."

"Yes. After the mas from the mosque, we meet umi first yes mas."

Aqlan nodded and immediately walked out of the room.

Zimah stood up to pray after hearing the finished iqomah.

"What time is your plane tomorrow?" umi looked at the child and her ghost sitting across the sofa she and her husband were on.

"Three o'clock umi, so it's possible we'll reach Aunt Dinda's house near maghrib" Zimah replied

"So tonight we want to shop for souvenirs first" Aqlan said

Umi nodded.

"Later if there is time, friendship in the cottage friends abi le, take the wife umi as well" ordered abi

"Jih abi, in shaykh Allah."

"Yowes, are you guys packing? what stuff do you want to bring?"

"Umi is"

"Not until someone is left behind."

"Umi's seeds"

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The boisterous sounds of vehicles adorn a bright-looking night.

Aqlan took his wife by the hand, walked by the side of the road while telling stories, and occasionally laughed, radiating the happiness of both, enjoying their simple yet happy walks.

"By his buy, now we eat yes, where do you want to eat?"

Aqlan looked at Zimah beside her.

"Eater eats meatballs only mas." point Zimah at the five-foot meatball pen, which looks like many buyers.

"okay"

They stepped closer to the meatball seller

"You wait here, let me queue up"

Aqlan took her wife to sit on an empty long chair, and she immediately turned around to queue up the meatballs.

While waiting for her husband, Zimah noticed the surroundings, the vehicles were passing by, and the pedestrians.

Zimah smiled, looking happy to enjoy the atmosphere and this view

"Totally careful" Aqlan chanted, laying out two bowls of meatballs, for Zimah, and for himself.

Aqlan sat right in front of Zimah and turned his back to the road.

"Eating it while looking at it, let's get more spirit"

Zimah chuckled and ate the meatballs that had been in chili peppers, sauce and soy sauce.

Aqlan also bribed meatballs into his mouth, occasionally looking at his wife who looked voraciously enjoying her food.

"Slow down his meal"

"Don't know why I'm really lager, but it was as cuddly as going to eat"

"Who, if you want to order it again?"

Zimah shook his head, though,

"You eat have a mas only" she said hoping her husband would give.

Aqlan saw his meatballs are still a lot, because only one feed.

"Take it, mas is still full." Aqlan shifted the meatballs in front of his wife

Zimah immediately accepted her.

Aqlan shook her head at the way her wife ate, not as usual.