In 30ths.
36.
" I miss." Dera's whispers in Al's ears before she hugged Al tightly.
" I'm more, more, more, miss baby." Al replied, who then buried his head in Dera's chest.
At night, the,
Dera had fallen asleep with his abstract sleeping style accompanied by a melodious sound of snoring. Al smiled looking at her and his hands occasionally gently rubbed Dera's forehead and kissed her slowly.
Al stared silently at the ceiling of his room, trying to close his eyes but could not. Al was silent as he looked and focused on his phone screen. Al smiled bitterly and kept it. A third of the night has come.
Al was still unable to sleep, so he moved and covered Dera shoulder to shoulder and kissed her gently. The splashing sound of water flowing when Al took ablution to purify themselves did not also make the dera awake.
Al spread out his alphabet and began his ritual complaining to the Khaliq.
I don't know what he was stirring, but clearly Al was very solemn to the point of prostrating for a long time and shed his tears.
Al returns to the bed and Dera wakes up holding a glass of water.
"Where are you from Al?" Dera asked with a raucous tone typical of people who were just awake.
" Abis salat Mbak." Sahut Al who stressed the word Mbak where he was upset when the dera again forgot their agreement to call with a call of affection to erode the age difference between them.
" dh, Ma'am. Honey that's it." Tweeted Dera who then downed his drinking water, rolled his eyes lazy and went back to sleep.
" His wife is like her husband calling her that. Tell me I don't like it." Sahut Al who then followed Dera and hugged him from behind.
" Hemh, the risk of marriage is the same brondong often called Ma'am. Good thing it's not Aunty, is it Ay?" Said Dera giggling considering the difference in their age.
Dera turned around and now they were facing each other.
" I never thought I'd be fooling around with Dad's spy." Tweet Dera with her hand that felt the jaw firmly Al.
" Are you sorry?" Al asked with a difficult look.
" Wouldn't." Dera replied with a sincere look of eyes piercing through both of Al's beads.
" Thank you." Al clutched tightly with Dera affectionately, Al rubbed Dera's head.
" Sleep, baby, it's still dark." Said Dera letting out Al's warm embrace.
Dera was amazed when in the dim light of their room, seen Al had issued a smooth snoring that indicates if he had fallen asleep. Dera admired the figure of the man before her now.
A man who is younger than him, but mature and responsible minded with his ability and hard work. Dera smelled his smile and then buried his head again into Al's chest and soon fell asleep.
Morning, the morning,
Cold dew soaks the surface of the foliage, bringing the calm shade and slowly touching each foliage.
A couple who are still in their dream is like racing to find their most beautiful dreams.
Dert....!
Dert....!
Dert.....!
Al's cell phone alarm sounds woke them up. Dera awakens and slowly shakes Al's body in hopes Al soon wakes up.
" Wake up Ay, the alarm's been screaming." Dera Cibir.
" Hmmy?" Al shrillly let out a hoarse voice typical of people who had just woken up.
" Let's five minutes, baby. I still want to hug you." Al tightened his arms around Dera's waist.
" Yes, it's up to you to miss dawn." Cetus Dera who immediately made Al wake up and run to the bathroom.
" Ay, why?" Dera asked anxiously who also jumped out of bed.
" Wudhu Darling. Cepetan come!" Said Al who was very frightened if his prayers would be late.
They worshiped together with the same prayer, only their requests were much different.
Dera yangs from childhood never lack but not too often feel warm and family togetherness. Fathers and mothers who are busy looking for rupiah even though their wealth is already abundant make dera crave family and a simple but very happy lifestyle.
Al, who since marriage has anxiety about the responsibilities that must and must be borne to meet all the needs and legal materials of the wife who in his eyes is far from simple or ordinary words.
Finish Al Prayer immediately clean the room. Al seems to forget that now his status is a husband moon again a personal assistant who doubles as whatever Dera wants.
"Ay, let me." Dera pulls out the blanket that will be placed on the back by Al.
" Eh, yes. I forget I have a wife. In my head you're still my master."Al innocently grinned the horse in front of Dera.
" Dear, don't be like that. Honestly I want to learn to be a devoted wife, who takes care of all our needs and our home."
" Our house? This is your home, baby. I'm the one hitching a ride here. I'm sorry yes, I can't take you away on a honeymoon, no fancy house gifts, expensive bags, or cars for billions." Al said while looking down softly implying that the speech in each word was a picture of his heart that was devastated.
"Well, we've become husband and wife. Mine's yours too." Said Dera who wanted to erode Al's insecurities.
" No."
" In our religion, mine is yours. But yours is entirely yours. Because in the household, the husband is fully responsible for all the needs in it. I'm sorry, honey, I just got to give you a little money yesterday." Al said sincerely filled with sadness for his incompetence.
"Dear, don't be like this. Most importantly, we love each other. For your ability to support me, from the beginning I told you right? As much as you can, I don't demand more and don't mind it." Dera said honestly drawn from the look in his eyes that wanted to re-shape the cheer on Al's face.
" In the world, and also now, you will not sue. But in the afterlife? and also later if all this is asked after I die, I'll answer what, baby?" Al said with his sorrow.
"Darling..." Dera slammed into Al's embrace and hugged him affectionately.
" Do whatever you think is good for my priest." Dera spoke softly and continued to gently rub Al's head as if to replenish the energy for Al and strengthen it.
^^^~In this life no one is free from problems.^^^
^^^Although death exists, death cannot end the problem. ~ Lillyreum.^^^
" Dear!" Dera exclaimed as she saw Al coming out of her room after taking a shower.
" Yes?"Al approached without any suspicion.
"Breakfast, I've been cooking. Taste yes, this is my own special dish for my beloved husband." Dera said with a twinkle of happiness in her eyes, She was very happy considering this was the first time she had cooked for her husband.
" What is this?" Al asked who looked enthusiastic.
" Fried rice beef egg." Reply Dera very sure if the cuisine will taste very good.
" I'm here for a bribe, Ay." Dera immediately scoops the rice and feeds Al.
Al glared slightly as the first mouthful of rice began to blend with his taste bud Indra.
Did he put a pack of salt in this fried rice? Inner Al without being able to speak.
" why? Really good, surely? Ordinary dong expression do not be surprised. I'm not gonna be good." Dera chuckled at the expression on Al's face.
" Well, my wife is smart. Eumh, beautiful, and smart to cook. Here I am ready to be romantic like the one in the drama dear. Breakfast Sabil bribe bribe." Al said with a sweet smile and rubbed Dera's head.
Dera according to dan,
" Dum....!" Dera quickly ran towards Ting the trash then spouted the fried rice that was in his mouth.
" Don't eat Ay, I'll be my widow." Cetus Dera immediately gave her husband a drink.
" A widow?" Al did not understand.
" Yes, Salty so can hit your high blood. No no don't eat. Just imagine I can't afford it." Said Dera who nagged while throwing his homemade fried rice into the trash can.
" I made another one, huh?"
" No need my wife, I'm going to work today. I'll have breakfast at work."
" Well, honey sorry. You should have left with a full stomach, and there was no food at all." Dera said she regretted not being able to serve her husband well.
"Care for dinner, learn recipes from the internet. Don't give up." Al kissed her cheeks and encouraged her.
" Hehehehe okay!" Sahut Dera happy.
" What work is it today?" Tanya Dera was curious.
" Look it's neat this way obviously in the office." Answer Al proudly.
" Thank God, don't be too tired, baby. Remember don't lyric the lyrics of another woman!" Dera commemorates Al and issues a signal of jealousy.
" Hahahaha, yes, my dear, my wife is." Al chuckles happily.
" I'm leaving!" Pamit Al kissing Dera's forehead and dera then kissing the back of Al sign's hand if she loves and respects her Husband.
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It was a hot day at an orange farm.
" Let it up quickly bring it here!" Shouted the foreman who was watching the course of the orange harvest.
" Yes sir." Al is weak.
" Lelet's working so hard, haven't eaten you yet?" Ask the foreman.
" not yet sir." Reply Al smiled knot.
" Where to eat first, that was my wife brought more breakfast supplies. There rather than you fainting." Said foreman.
Al thought, if he ate then he would lose some boxes of orange crates that would be on his shoulder. But if he doesn't eat then he can fall unconscious.
"Sir, can the rice do me? I'll eat when I'm done." Al asked for a packet of rice.
" There take it! I am full too. From the looks of you you're still a college kid, but why join the rough work of being a pelvic worker here?" Ask the foreman.
" I have many needs and responsibilities sir. I'm the backbone." Reply Al whose hands continue to work packing and then shouldering box box orange crate.
" I like it when there are young people who want to work hard like you. I remember how hard I was." Said the foreman.
" Eh, yeah there quickly grab the rice. I'll check that one over there first." Said the foreman who then went to another corner of the garden.
Al smiled excitedly as he picked up a pack of rice. Not that Al can't afford it, but he's not gonna have time. Al is afraid of being left behind by the working group, then automatically his income will also be reduced.
Finished with an acre of orange grove, now they take a short break. Al and the other workers talked to each other and enjoyed their cup of coffee or a pack of rice as Al was eating at this time.
" Al, don't wear gloves?" Ask someone who is the same age as you.
" No chance, it was a hurry." Al replied with a friendly smile.
" Your hands come to such abrasions." The man grimaced to see the wound on Al's palm.
" But Al got the most." The other law.
" Yes, like a robot he is. Why did you pursue that target?" Ask the others again.
" For my family. More needs, mumpung holiday so can pursue the target. Good to buy rice." Al answered kindly.
Long before marriage, Al easily works with the god's father as Dera's spy. But now it feels like Al's lips can't speak to ask for a job from his father-in-law. Al does not want if he will be stamped as a person who just ride the fun and take advantage of the wealth of Dera and his family.
" It's late, why hasn't he come home yet? My message hasn't been answered either." Dera muttered while watching TV alone waiting for her husband's arrival.