Heaven In The Eye Pelupuk
How Many More Crying?

..."If my tears can make you happy, I'm sincere if life is at stake."...

The sky slowly began to blacken, revealing its prowess on the horizon that stretched out at its edge. The chanting of the holy Quran sounds beautiful in Aida's ears. A voice that was able to shake his heart when Gus Bima responded to the request of his little wife.

For some reason, tonight Aida can not sleep, her eyes like not to be closed. Maybe this was all because of her first night of being a wife. Plus the man who is now her husband never entered the room. Yes, Gus Bima prefers to teach outside the room, precisely in the small musholla of his parents' residence.

"Dad." The middle-aged woman's voice made Aida rise from her sleep. Realizing the sound, Aida rushed to open the door. From behind the door, there was a woman with an instant blue veil who was always smiling at him. The girl was embarrassed to see her mother-in-law carrying a tray containing a glass of milk.

"Make you milk, son."

"Oh Allah, Umi. Please come in." Umi Salamah was sitting next to Aida, the girl bowed shyly unable to look at her mother-in-law.

"Why bother Umi, Aida can make her own."

"It's okay. Umi specially made this milk for his favorite daughter-in-law umi." Aida smile. No, rather the girl was moved by Umi Salamah's excellent attitude towards her. Umi Salamah's attention reminded Aida of her mother. Ah, why is he so whiny now?

"Drink." The decree of course can not Aida refuse, right? The round-eyed girl did not feel well with the woman who a few hours ago had just become her in-laws and immediately picked up the glass that was on the tray. The one who should have done this was it, right?

"Thank you very much, Umi." Umi Salamah rubbed Aida's head. The middle-aged woman smiled when she saw Aida wearing the robe and veil she gave her when she first met. A glass of warm milk succeeded Aida sipped. A warm feeling enveloped his throat. It's okay, at least that warm feeling can neutralize the cold that greets him.

"Is Bima being rude to you, Aida?" He turned his gaze, staring at the net nanar of Umi Salamah. Why did the woman ask him this? While he has not been arguing with Gus Bima even though only a word.

Aida stopped her activities and tried to smile at Umi Salamah. "Bima's mother was very kind to Aida, Umi."

"Thank God. If Bima is rude to you, just tell umi yes. Umi didn't hesitate to scold him." Aida chuckles. Umi Salamah made him laugh. At least Aida forgot for a moment about the bitter matchmaking.

"Yes already then. You sleep, it's night. Umi's gonna sleep soon too." Aida nodded and closed her eyes as Umi Salamah again stroked the peak to Aida. Aida was always comfortable when the palm rubbed the top of her head.

"Later the glass let my Aida wash, Umi." The girl spoke again as Umi Salamah took the tray and moved from her seat.

"It's not necessary, just let umi. Must be Umi's favorite daughter-in-law tired. Get enough rest." Once again Umi Salamah rubbed the top of Aida's head and kissed her before leaving.

Aida was silent again, there was no one to talk to. So, where does the holy verse go? Has your husband finished teaching? Time felt so fast, Aida just sat on the bed as before how someone could rest in peace. However, where did Gus Bima not come home this late?

Kenzo, how's it going now? Is he okay? Really, Aida misses Kenzo a lot. Why did he forget the man he loved so much? May Kenzo always be in the protection of God. Maybe, after this Aida can't see Kenzo anymore.

Aida always prays for Kenzo, may you get a better mate than me. Only with this can Aida escape from guilt. But ... can I see you happy with another woman, while I still love you?

"Asalamualaikum, Aida." The baritone's voice made Aida freeze. Her heart beat so fast when Aida heard the call. Yes Rabb, what should Aida do? He was not ready, especially if he had to share a bed with him. Aida closed her eyes for a moment, trying to neutralize her heartbeat. The girl exhaled heavily and opened her eyes. Slowly, with a slightly stiff body, Aida looked towards the door and sure enough, her husband had returned.

"You haven't slept, Aida?" Aida nodded weakly. Gus Bima put back some of the books he brought back in the original place. The man took off his black peci and passed towards the bathroom. After a few minutes, Aida heard water splashing from the bathroom. Ah, maybe her husband is taking the water.

Aida stretched her body and tried to close her eyes. In the same second, the man came out with water dripping from his hair strands. Yes Rabb, Gus Bina looks handsome with ablution water still attached to his face. Ah, Istighfar Aida! The girl came back to curse herself.

"Mas Bima what do you want?" Aida woke up quickly when she saw her husband who was about to put his body on the bed. Yes, the question made the man who was about to sleep not far away from her undo the intention. The man sat on the edge of the bed smiling.

"I want to sleep, Aida. I'm so tired today." Aida rounded her eyes perfectly. Whahuh? Sleeping in a bed with him? Not likely.

"Related, Mom?" Gus Bima flinched. Not understanding the words spoken by Aida. Sounds so ambiguous.

"And we're legally husband and wife, Aida."

"But not by sleeping one bed like this, Mas. Aida's not ready." Gus Bima fell silent and chose not to answer. The man looked down inside

Seeing her husband who had no reaction, Aida took one pillow and bolster. He got out of bed and walked to the sofa that was available.

"Aida, where are you going?" Gus Bima woke up, suddenly Aida stopped and sighed in annoyance.

"You sleep on the couch." Gus Bima shook his head quickly. The man walked over to Aida with teary eyes.

"No. Bi-let me just sleep on the couch, Aida." There was no response, in the same second the man picked up the pillow and bolster that Aida was holding. With such a heavy step, Gus Bima walked towards the sofa. While sleeping, the man slightly folded his body over the small sofa in his room. Oh Aida, why are you so cruel?

Aida turned around and went back to sleep. In the silence of the night, Gus Bima could only hold back so that the sobs were not heard by Aida. Will the nights that will come Gus Bima pass through this difficult? I don't know what else will happen tomorrow and next. May there be no broken heart and hope. Bismillah, Gus Bima is convinced that this is the best destiny. He should be able to get through it.