ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 36. RECOGNIZE THE TYPE OF FLOWER

Ba'da Isha's.

While stimulating and performing a light massage on the nerves of Maira's legs ahead of the maghrib, Shan caught a small and faint movement several times from the Wife's fingers. But he pretended not to see. Not without purpose, Shan wanted to enjoy slowly all the development of the puja woman.

Time has shown at nine o'clock in the evening. Now the handsome man was lying on his side facing his wife. Tuck his left hand down Maira's nape so that their bodies stick to each other.

Shan's right fingers, removing the child's hair covering his forehead as well as part of Maira's cheeks, tucked behind his ears and then dyed them alternately.

Out rain. Wind gusts carrying a droplet of water from the slightly open balcony door in addition to the air conditioning temperature, made Shan pull the blanket tightly up to the chest because the cold began to puncture the skin.

"Honey, as promised this afternoon I want to share a beautiful story. Know not what?" shan asked Maira.

He did not expect an answer, but still raised a question to him.

"What's? no wonder you said what Ai. Not a love story for creatures. Let's guess again," he said again sticking his ear in front of Maira's lips.

Silent. Shan observed the body that was still lying down.

"A story about the fish next door. Don't know yet, do you? horrifying ya."

"Many people call it the fish of Moses. This story is mentioned in the Qur'an of Surat al-Kahfi verses 60-61 and the hadith of Bukhari. Moses was traveling until he reached the meeting of two seas, Red and White, which is the meeting between the Gulf of Aqabah and Suez in the Red Sea."

"The news is that this fish is used as a food supply when going to find the Prophet Khidr. But Moses ate only one body of fish and left part of it."

"When Moses came to a place that was the meeting of the two seas, they forgot their fish, their provisions on the way. But suddenly the fish with the rest of the body partially alive then jump and throw themselves back into the sea. Breed to this day."

"This story is a testimony and a prayer for my dear, that there is nothing impossible for God to revive His being when it is dead. It breaks down the logic of theory and science that makes no sense to man. For the knowledge of man is a little bit of the Gift of God."

"Didn't God create something from nothing to be real? it's more complicated to explain than the story, bringing life to life" Shan whispered.

"So what is my patience that has not reached the end of my nails. It was easy for God to make my wife open her eyes again. Both persuaded Allah, dear," Shan comforted himself because of the great longing for Maira even though only a few days the two were together.

"Tomorrow Aunt Dewiq will come here huh? who is Doctor Noah? I intentionally didn't work the next week. We're in regular therapy, baby, don't ever give up because I did too. Have a nice dream Honey, meet in a dream yes Ai. I miss," he added hugging Maira's body like a bolster. She didn't care, the beautiful woman was hers now. Although not responding, at least Maira knows that she is loved, wanted by a worshipper.

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Solo, same time.

Abah had just arrived at Joglo Ageng by midnight. According to Danarhadi's orders, no one told Fayyadh about two days ago to the Kusuma family. Including Abah, he did not know the news of the golden granddaughter.

Danarhadi reminded his grandson about the cooperation agreement that must be carried out tomorrow morning with Flyfy Craft.

"Yes Cake. Is Fayyadh asleep?" ask Abah when she goes into the room.

"It has. If he's hard to wake up tomorrow, don't force him. Let it rest first," the Tumenggung message.

Wisesa only responded with a nod and went into her room, the half-century-old body more it began to feel easily tired.

Next Morning.

Ba'da at dawn heard a melodious voice from Fayyadh's room. Apparently the young man had been much better after a day of total rest with an infusion stuck in his arm.

At breakfast time, all the single men of Kusuma one by one filled the dining table in a magnificent room close to the pantry.

"Mas, are you good?" asked Danarhadi when he saw his great-grandson had been there first.

"Alhamdulillah, Syukron Yut took care of me all day yesterday. Today starting masok to Flyffy, I remember my responsibility. Hopefully it will be strong later," said the eldest son Amir.

"Don't be forced." Danarhadi pulled a chair to sit down and ate a light meal that had been prepared while waiting for Wisesa.

The next hour. The two men of different times have left Joglo Ageng to Kebon. Several tens of flower stalks were ready to pack when they arrived.

The sun started to rise. Time to send all the colorful flower baskets to the business associate venue.

The At Flyby Craft.

Whether what promo Fio launched at the grand opening, the flower shop was very crowded even though the storefront was not yet open. When Fayyadh got off and started opening the trunk of the box car, the screams of the girls shocked him.

"Hey ganteeeeng!"

"Room, Oppaaaaa!"

"Hi Five!"

She was worried that the girls would storm but Fleffy's security staff prevented their hysteria and asked Fayyadh to enter the store immediately.

"Brasa artist niye," Fio quipped when he saw Fayyadh in front of him.

"B aja's. Please check and sign, I arrange the product inside according to the durability of the type of flower. May all this sell for no more than two days" said Fayyadh as he passed to the special room of flowers.

"What, two days. Don't worry, I'll just ask for additional baby breath flowers. That you put in, sold for the bouquet tonight and the next morning. Didn't your eyes see? in the back there my employees were arranging flower arrangements for wedding decorations?" sergeant Fiora, feeling Fayyadh discrediting himself.

Fayyadh successfully broke up. "Not free, right?" asked the handsome young man in disbelief, this easy girl urakan selling flowers.

"Son, business pays donk. Here is a list of flowers I asked for, if you can have to be available tonight .. the day after, please prepare as in the note. For my engagement," Fiora handed Fayyadh two paper repeat orders.

"Saranku peach rose, chrysanthemum or daisy .. lily hmm for the occasion is not usual? yes, the meaning is good and suitable but do not make a proposal or marriage event. Eh serah anyway, that's an assumption," Fayyadh sees many requests Lily orens in the list, as well as the type of flower that is widely used in the moment of grief.

"Anggrek, Dark Crimson, Marigold and Lily, for engagement. I don't believe in myth or anything, so just prepare" Fio's pinta passed from Fayyadh's presence. The woman was preparing to open a storefront with the help of five employees.

After the task of moving the flowers was completed, Fayyadh returned with a driver to Kebon where Abah was still waiting for him.

From the garage next door, looks enthusiastic customers when the store opened Fio. But the attention of Fayyadh was precisely focused on the figure of a man who stood leaning on the black Toyota FT 86 sports car, looking at a dislike of someone.

When Fayyadh traced where the view was anchored, it turned out to be Fiora. The girl came out to meet the man earlier.

"His girlfriend, yes" muttered Fayyadh as he opened his box car door handle.

Plaque.

Sounds like a slap. Fayyadh. Fiora held onto her cheek.

"You don't want to. Whose number is this? affair, huh?" he shouted in front of the store, grabbing the attention of the visitors.

Fayyadh was about to break up, suggesting that he pull over because the store is in a crowded condition but the pull of the driver's hand undoes his intention.

"Don't Mas. It's common for them to fuss so, time in Kebon has also been. A minute later, it also improved. We'll be back soon, "let the great driver pull Fayyadh's arm.

"What relationship is that? so toxic!" he got into the car and closed the door. The narrow-minded Netra was still observing the girl there, heartbroken at the sight of Fiora being treated as such.

"You're a bad guy, but the same bad guy, why shut up anyway?" muttered Fayyadh, still looking at the figure that slowly shrinks from the rearview mirror as the car moves away.

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...Patience yes, if Maira quickly realized, it will immediately end 😂....