Hijrah in the Way of God
The sadness is still there

This morning, as usual Ridho is ready with his work suit, the rest of the man's sadness is actually still there even though nothing compared to a few weeks ago. Yesterday Indra reported that the young man and three friends had taught Doni a lesson. May the enemy be a deterrent.

In the dining room, his wife was busy arranging food for breakfast. He smiled, drew near and wrapped his arms around Rahma's waist. Spontaneous only the woman turned her head which even made Ridho managed to steal a kiss on her lips.

Rahma's body stiffened, she looked at Ridho who was smiling in satisfaction. His cheeks were red in color because of that sudden action, let alone looking at that handsome face. Ridho is still as handsome as a teenager, it's just that the man's body is a little more contained. Ideal enough for adult men, not thin and not fat.

"Have you seen?"

The question made Rahma aware of her admiration. He cleared his throat briefly and turned his gaze in the other direction.

"Your husband is more handsome, isn't he?" Ridho cupped Rahma's cheeks to look at her handsome face and then winked seductively. He believes his wife must be fascinated by the good looks he has. But, his wife's answer instead made it ...

"No! Less."

Whahuh?

That means less handsome? Ah time anyway? Ridho felt his ability even increased to be acutely handsome. Is it possible that Rahma's vision has problems?

"That's breakfast!"

The woman pulled Ridho to sit down. This morning he cooked Ridho's favorite fried rice did not forget to put a beef omelet on it.

"Which?"

Not yet Rahma put the fried rice in her mouth, Ridho calls to make her actions stop and then turns her head.

"Kiss me too dong," his tone was deliberately spoiled with a wide smile that he had.

Honestly Rahma didn't want to do it, she was too embarrassed. All this time he could count his fingers kissing Ridho. Only that man did that to her often.

"On the cheek once" said the man again, pointing at his right cheek.

Cup

Ah it finally works too. Close to Ridho has always been this hot. But he's happy.

Ridho kissed the woman's cheek back. "I love you, honey," she whispered right in Rahma's ear and continued with her delayed breakfast.

* * *

"Mom Rahma!"

Rara surprises him making Rahma wake up from the daydream.

"Mother why?"

That question Rahma answered with a slit.

"There's a problem with the story with me, Mom."

"There's no problem whatsoever, Ra," to make it more convincing the forced smile he's trying to get out.

Rara sighed. He believes his boss has a problem, but if Rahma does not want to tell him he can not force either. After that, he delivered the food to the customer's table.

Rahma's restaurant is getting rame. Even his place was now already two levels and wider. His employees are also increasing. Rahma is delighted that she has been able to open jobs for many people. He would open a branch in another city.

The more income the more it also helps people in need. Rahma was happy to do it. Ah looks like tomorrow he has to go to the donation parlor and meet the children. Hopefully, it can eliminate this loss. His sadness.

Rahma hopes that she will be given another chance to have children. She also wanted to feel how to be a mother.