ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 59. HEARTS

Fiora Akshaya continued to look out of the car window. The driver began to be confused where else the car will be forwarded. Until the sound of the Adhan echoed from the Grand Mosque not far from their current location, making the driver personally anchor luxury vehicle Takatti entered the mosque courtyard.

"Miss sorry, I prayed ashar first huh. Can you get down and go to the cafeteria or stay here? ten minutes at most" the middle-aged man said as he pulled the brake lever up and opened the door.

"I'm coming down, sir." Fiora opened the side door then headed towards the cafe on the right wing of the building.

Before the iqamah, melodious sound of a man from a loudspeaker. Fio knows this as a compliment. His heart instantly returned to drizzle. I don't know what she's feeling, her mind is starting to fidget.

"Mba, please iced lemon tea as well as strawberry jam toast yes one," said Fiora when she occupied one of the cafe benches.

The eyes of the young girl were closed, enjoying the chanting of sholawat nariyah connected with the twenty obligatory qualities of Allah.

"Allah is qidam baqo mukhaolafatul lil khawadisi...."

Before long, the cafeteria waiter escorted Fio's order to the table.

"This boy compliments what's his name?" ask Fio, with a puffy eye.

"Oh, obligatory nature for Allah Non. Telling all about God's oneness is the point. God existed, before the universe and its contents, eternal, different from creatures, standing alone does not need the help of anyone and anything, one, powerful, omniscient, seeing, hearing, and many more. Anyway that is," the official explained to Fiora.

"Hmm, thanks a lot." Fiora mused over the girl's words while sipping the drink she ordered.

"Persis as Fayyadh explained to me, so did the grandmother's words."

Shortly thereafter, iqamah echoed. Fiora saw not only a few men who seemed rushed, but also one of two women who fell into a magnificent white building next to her.

"Fayyadh is too. Is this a form of man's obedience to his God?.. ck, I am also not a devout servant, but why was it amazed to see them? starting from the rule of removing sandals at the sacred boundary then ablution, wetting all limbs and hurrying to meet the cry. What does ablution mean?" fiora Mumbles. He opened the device, chose to open the red icon application there.

What is sought, suddenly appears without difficulty typing keywords.

"Ustadz Adek Hidayat. The correct manner of ablution. Uh, below what is this? ... invite guidance," the ayu girl clicked on the second video, containing tausiah a noble teacher there, she listened carefully.

I don't know what Fio felt, the tears of the beautiful netra continued to break up inviting the attention of the cafe employees earlier. "Sir, sorry this is the knife."

The eldest daughter of Tangakti stuttered, she subconsciously touched the face. Feeling her cheeks very wet. "Eh, ko cry? why?" fio muttered while wiping the clear bulir melts from there.

Intrigued by content that he could easily understand, Fiora ignored the driver's call.

"Non. Let's." Let's."

"Eh, Sir. Stay here can't you? until later in the afternoon. I'm gonna take a walk down the ladies' section inside, all right?" ask Fio to the driver.

"Boleh Non, just go to the newspaper section there. Convey the needs with the guard later on loan the veil. Let me take it," bargained the driver but Fio refused subtly. He then asked the driver to eat the same bag.

The owner of the Flyfy Craft, took a breath and then rose to his original intention. Safari Mosques.

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Orchid, Jakarta.

At the same time.

Shan had just finished performing the ashar prayer with Maira. Today, his wife is very sweet for following all the directions of the vet while bathing Jasper. And do other things.

"Ai, I also want you dear, not just Jasper," Shan grumbled.

"Well, I can't."

"Can you sleep there tonight? kangen you, in plain sight but like at the end of the ocean, are hard to reach," he lamented again pointing at their bed.

"No." Maira prepares to leave shan alone in the room.

"Ahya," she said again.

Maira turned her head, honestly she could not bear to see this man who always patiently faced her.

"Let go of me, my heart can't see you tormented like this" Maira said, leaving, she sat on the couch, bowing her head feeling guilty.

Ezra's eldest son approached Maira. He sat down on his knees, putting both arms over his wife's thighs.

"If the desire to leave only feels sorry for me, then my answer is no, dear," Shan said.

"But" said Maira.

Shan grabbed Maira's chin, looking up at her bead.

"Hmm .. but I can't cook. It's not good anymore" he said again.

"Come on. Whatever it feels like, I'll eat. Promise, the important thing is that this hand makes it. Love you darling, whatever you are," Shan got up, peeping at Maira's lips.

"Diiihh, chance," exclaimed Maira protesting while Shan laughed out of the room.

Afternoon exclamation traversed by young Qavi couple while both in the kitchen. Shan always steals the opportunity for physical contact with Maira. He wanted, when the time came for tough decisions to be made, this beautiful wife could remember every touch from him.

"Gini no dear. I help ya," said Shan when Maira can not cut the meat properly.

The fragrant young man, still wearing a cocoa suit and the sarong was standing behind his wife. Shan's right hand guided Maira's hand as she held the knife then led slowly. The left palm part holds the piece of meat at the end. He then began to take a knife to make it easier to cut the meat fibers.

"That's fragrant. Long can be addicted."

"This is easier to cut and will be easy to tender. Before cooking, the surface should be dry and then seasoning. Heat it up once back to keep it juicy. Well, go on," Shan said, releasing Maira so she could learn.

C-ups.

"Ish, just interrupt, when will it ripen?" she complained as Shan peeked at the head of Princess Kusuma.

"Dear."

Maira was silent, concentrating on cooking as per Shan's direction while the handsome husband stared fixedly.

"Hm, what?" princess Mahendra.

C-ups.

Shan steals another kiss, lips blush Maira she fiddles for a moment. His right hand held the nape of his wife while Shan's left arm tightened the waist of the woman tightly against her.

The atmosphere of shahdu, accompanied by the gurgling sound of meat with oil made their kiss unusual. Shan's first Lu-matan against Maira since she woke up. It is hard to get moments like this.

Slowly, Maira begins to enjoy her husband's friendly game, the woman's right hand creeping around Shan's neck as the man demands more.

Shan's gentle movements, exploring every second inch of sweet chewy objects made Maira's body begin to weaken dissolved in the onslaught of waves that he just felt. But his consciousness returned as he smelled something.

"Su-dah. Go-song," Maira forces the release of the bagu-tan.

Shan smiled, letting Maira step away for a moment to shrink the flame and continue her cooking activities. He hugged from behind.

"Look here for a moment, darling," whispered Shan gently in the ears of the woman he loved.

"No, I'll be like that. Kan says it doesn't touch me until I remember but it's breaking just," she's upset.

"Here, why pounding, honey? your heart can't bohog, even if your memory refuses." Shan groped Maira's heartbeat, not caring about his wife's protest, he continued to stick tight until their cooking was cooked.

"Try, good?" maira asked when the dishes had been served on the table.

Shan took a little of what they had just cooked. "It's e-nak." He then took the rice, as well as the side dishes. Preparing to eat, but stopped because Maira grabbed her plate away.

"Why honey, I'm hungry."

The beautiful woman who was still wearing the apron was crying. "Why don't you ever want to be honest with me. It's not tasty, it's salty, it's not worth eating .. Why do I always act so perfect and sweet but I'm so tormented because I accept you but part of me refuses? say bad things to me every once in a while, El!"

Shan understood Maira's inner upheaval, exactly what the therapist said the last time they controlled.

"You're my wife, bad is one package. What my Ai did was all beautiful in my eyes. Honey, the taste is only there in the tongue, then it will be the same processed in digestion, right? it's still edible as long as you're by my side. Sweet will be more sweet while others will turn into legit . Here, we eat together, I bribe." Shan pulled Maira up to sit in his lap, then continued his intention.

"How can you?" lirih Maira's.

"could. As every taste, every incision, every cut of food until this meal is cooked, many rewards flow for my wife, she said, and I don't want to make all your efforts in collecting charity and the reward is melting just because I complain. bismillah read the prayer, dear," Shan began to feed Maira alternately with her.

"Former me, El!" Maira's hand held back as Shan wanted to eat from the same spoon.

"Belvin. Eat both of them like it's sunnah, honey."

"Oh my God, how about it?"

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