Hijrah in the Way of God
Not a dream

At dawn, Ridho awoke from his sleep. His eyes blinked as he felt someone beside him. A rahma? Is that girl now his wife?

And Ridho hoped it wasn't a dream. Again he opened his eyes. Making sure it wasn't all a dream. And it turns out that it's real. The girl he hugged tightly was now his wife. The corner of his lips was interested. He smiled to see Rahma's innocent face sleeping. The girl looked very comfortable with her husband's warm embrace.

Ridho raised his right hand. Gently rubbed his wife's cheek and then pinched her slowly. He smiled again and now he is almost gone. Because his actions just made Rahma stay comfortable with sleeping fast. The girl did not move or feel disturbed.

"Dear."

The soft voice came out waking Rahma. The call that had just first come out of the young man's mouth was very sweet to hear.

"Dear."

Ridho released his embrace from Rahma's waist. Wiggling his wife's body to wake up.

"Dear to wake up at dawn."

It was so sad to see that his wife had not yet awakened. Several times he shook his wife's body and finally his actions succeeded. Rahma got up and went straight to the bathroom without saying a word. Probably because of the sleepy effect.

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Finish the morning prayers and pray. Rahma kissed the back of Ridho's hand for a long time with a kiss on the forehead by the young man.

"Thank you for being my wife" said Ridho stroking Rahma's cheek. "I love you so much Rahma."

"Me too" said Rahma.

"I am also what?"

Unsatisfied with his wife's reply, he asked.

Rahma smiled. That intoxicating smile for that young man named Ridho. "I love you too." Looking at her husband's eyes. And his words were truly from the bottom of his heart.

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The fragrant smell of the cuisine is smelled by the sense of smell of the young man who has now put on his work clothes. The sound of worms rumbling in his stomach. He's really hungry.

"What are you cooking, baby?" his tanyanya when he saw his wife serving a shrimp balado complete with vegetables on the carpet. There is fried chicken and grilled tilapia as well.

Ridho already knew, but still wanted to ask. Basic Ridho.

Rahma did not respond. Obviously her husband had seen what she was serving on the carpet with the LOL picture. Who's carpet is that? What is clear is that the carpet has existed since Ridho contracted there.

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"I'm glad I went to work first."

Rahma nodded her head. Grabbing her husband's right hand and kissing him. "Be careful."

"Yes dear." Reply kissing his wife's forehead, then the young man leaves.

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At 9pm Ridho came home. The young man often worked overtime to be able to raise a lot of money to buy a house. He could not bear his wife who he loved so much had to live in a place not as spacious as his contract. Rahma is no problem. Wherever she lived she remained comfortable of that origin with her husband.

Actually Rahma also has a house from her restaurant. Although the house is not as luxurious and as good as the house of his father Ridho. But the house is much nicer than where he lives now.

Rahma has offered Ridho to stay at her house. But the young man refused. He does not want to ride in the wife's house. He was also not good with his two in-laws who inhabited the house.

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