Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
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Almost two o'clock in the morning, I still couldn't close my eyes. However, because Mas Ilham woke up, so I pretended to sleep, I did not want his mind burdened if he saw me agitated throughout the night. Therefore, I closed my eyes when I saw Mas Ilham rise from his sleeping position, he went to the bathroom and came out for a long time. When he came out...

He wears a towel with his hair and wet body. Apparently he took a mandatory bath in the middle of the night.

"You're taking a shower, Mas?" my many.

He nodded, and smiled slightly. "Yes," he said.

"Tok these nights a shower?"

"You're tahajud, honey."

"Oh." I'm mangosteen. "You're diligent tahajud, huh?"

Eh? It seems so sleepy my kebo that I don't know my husband's habits. Hm....

Mas Ilham shook his head, immediately walked towards the closet and said, "Not really," he said. "Only when you wake up in the middle of the night. If not, yes no. You alone?"

"Ep? What's?"

Iilham took clean clothes and put them on. Then, he casually said, "Tahajud."

"Oh, that. Emm.. never been," I'm honest even if it's embarrassing.

Honestly, actually when I was studying at the pesantren, I used to know. But, since seeing Umi crying often in the middle of the night, I began to be reluctant to worship. Maybe because I am angry with God. Because he did bad things to my mother. Yeah, because my bad nature is only at the medium level, I don't know why: I have to practice it anyway, including prayer, fasting, and closing the aurat. Back then I just didn't want to be a hundred percent godly. In addition to my anger over my mother's polygamy, also for the sake of Abi not big head and feel successful have educated me well to grow into a godly daughter. I wanted her to feel like she had failed in educating me, and, also, felt guilty for sharing her affection with her other children.

But Ilham just smiled. "Waking up in the middle of the night, often? Maybe because of thirst, coldness, peeing, or waking up because of something else?"

I'm nodding.

"It could be because God misses you."

"I pray for a moment, yes," he said.

Again, I nodded, but I remained seated leaning on the head of the bed. Maybe next time I'll follow all your practices, Mas. But right now, my heart is stirred with anger.

"Hey, daydreaming?" ask Masham a few minutes later. He just finished tahajud, plus teaching even if only briefly. "What are you thinking?" tanyakanya.

I shook my head, then hugged Mas Ilham who was now sitting beside me.

"Still thinking...?"

I'm nodding. "Puspita told Yunita," I said straight to the point. "It looks like he's an enemy in a blanket. Maybe he doesn't like our relationship. It could be. she's still expecting."

"It's bad enough? Hmm?"

"Kok you even-"

"Don't suuzan. Maybe your guess is right. But if it's wrong? Hows it? Your bad prejudices can ruin your heart. It could even be slander."

"Hmm.. I know...! But this is the context like this...! Mpus says he didn't tell anyone other than Yunita. It must have been Yunita who was koaring. It could be that he deliberately told Mas Imam, right? He's seditious. It would...."

As usual, Mas Ilham's fingers stuck to my lips so that I would be quiet. "Leave it. Even if they are related, or even a bunch, let it go. This is the holy month of Ramadan. Today we have started the first day. So.. clean the liver, yuk? Okay?"

Hufft. Fasting in 2016, my first fast as a wife has come to greet -- with the twists and turns of life.

"I'll try, Mas. Inshaallah."

Semringah, Mas Ilham immediately tightened his embrace. "Tomorrow iftar first, we go to Abi's house, okay? Open up with my family, okay? We tell them about this happy news. Both of our parents will be happy. One gets their first grandchild, and the other adds a new grandchild. Third grandchild."

Hm... Mas Ilham was so enthusiastic. And me: auto lemes. My heart is pounding. How will my in-laws and my in-laws respond when we come there?