Lembayung Dusk
For the sake of this moment...

6 Months Later..

Twilight

"Thank God, you will read the Qur'an.. Alhamdulillah Dusk.. BarrakaAllah Fiik's.. " Sarif patted my shoulder slowly, when I finished reading the Qur'an guided by him.

I began to regularly study once a week, because now more often spend time with Lembayung and also my work as a free lancer photographer..You cannot learn every day like you used to.

In the last 6 months, counted already 10 times I get a job wedding.in 1 job wedding it has included prewedd, flush and others. I also get some job events like birthday parties and companies.

"Mother can ask? " Mr. Sharif said somewhat to slow down his voice.

"Can sir.. "

"If your mother how are you? " Tanya was a little embarrassed.

I cringe.

"Alhamdulillah is good sir.but mother still lives in Mataram and does not want to live in Bandung.. " I said, I already knew which way my teacher was talking.

"Ohh so.. "

"What's up, sir? if I may know? " I really wonder if Mr. Sharif will be frank or not if I ask directly.

"That.. Can you preach to your mother? " Say straight to the destination.

I smiled with a smile on my face.

"Of course, sir, I'm very happy that you are pleased.. Accept my mother.. "

"The father will pray istharah asking for guidance from Allah.. "

"Good sir.. " I nodded in agreement.

Thank God, isn't this good news? I want to hurry home and tell Lembayung this. He would be so happy to hear that.

Drrr.. Drrr..

My phone rang, there was a message coming in from Lembayung.

Lembayung : Assalamu'alaykum husband... Cepet home! a quarrel! I shop for groceries at the supermarket.

Twilight: Wa'alaykumusalam, yes honey..

I smiled, my wife is now very hobby of cooking. Every day she must make me a different menu.Said.Cooking for husband symbolizes obedience because it is included in one of the obligations, he said, he wanted to make me happy so that I could add to my love for him, so he said, May Allah bless him with a reward.

"Sorry sir, then excuse me to go home first sir! Where is maryam? " Because normally, Maryam would stick to me and would get angry if I came home, but not say goodbye to her first.

"Well, you be careful.. Greetings to your wife.. Maryam was eating inside, It's okay I told Maryam. " Said Mr. Sharif.

"I'm sorry.. Aramou'alaykum .."

"Wa'alaykumusalam warrahmatullah.."

Just this week Mr. Sharif knew about our secret, when he caught us in a shopping center shopping for groceries. I decided to tell him and ask him for a do'a.

I got to the front gate, then I saw Lembayung coming out the front door.Because we had previously made a pact to go to the supermarket.

"Assalamu'alaykum's chat.. " Salamku's.

He came to me and kissed the back of his hand.

"Wa'alaykumusalam.. " Reply while smiling with calmness.

"A ready? " Tanyaku.

"Come.. if his shopping using papa's car how? " Rose.

"Go on my motorbike.. "

"Mhmm. okay. "

I do not really like driving a car, and actually more to. do not want to take advantage of all the facilities provided by papah. I have to work on my own and not depend on anyone else.

I really wanted to invite Lembayung to stay in my apartment. But I get it, I'm afraid my wife isn't really ready to stay alone.

"Senjaaa... in the apartment you have finished, soap and cleaning equipment? " Sanya, while pointing at some liquid soap, floor cleaner, detergent and others.

I'm nodding.

"We bought ya.. "

"But later it will be difficult to bring it, you should not buy it later, yes, I will rarely live in an apartment. " I said.

"But tomorrow we have a holiday.I want to clean your apartment. "

"Well, but buy a small size.. "

"Wheel.. "

After putting various kinds of cleaning supplies, processed food and others into the trolley.

Finished the transaction, Lembayung is waiting for me in front of the supermarket. While I took the bike from the parking lot. With several large frictional bags.Lembayung looks rather difficult to hold the cracks.

Mats... Mats... Mats..

Suddenly it was raining so hard when we were just a few minutes away.

"Senjaaaa.. hujaaan! how'this? "

"We pulled over first yaa. The rain was quite big. "

"But the responsibility.I have a hard time holding it, mending us rain aja yaa. we stopped by your apartment first. "

I'm nodding. Deflecting the direction to the apartment that can be taken in about 10 minutes.

"Yaaaah.jibrug my very clothes! "

"Dad, me too.. " We laughed together shortly after arriving at the apartment door.

"I'm gonna take a shower right away.." Lembayung immediately entered the room next to mine, where he would spend time if we occasionally visited.

I nodded and also went inside my room to clean myself up.

I asked her to have a different room because I knew she wasn't ready..

After we finished cleaning ourselves, we heard the sound of Adzan ashar reverberating. And we immediately prayed together. Lembayung directly kissed my hands reverently. I approached and then held it tight.

"Beloved, I've been patiently with you for a few months..Sorry I still lack a lot.. " I said he peeked at his head repeatedly. He just nodded and smiled as he leaned his head towards me.

"May I kiss your lips? " He did not answer, only closing his eyes as a sign that he was willing.

For the first time, the unification of our sense of taste lasted so long.So deep and melenakan.

At last.. He takes off when he feels out of breath.

"Senjaaaa. let's cook for dinner! " Said with a face that blushed in shame.

"Ayoo-like.. " I said while taking off the mukeuna he was wearing, because he no longer covered the beautiful mane with a hijab when he was with me.

There was a swipe of spatula and pan, boiling water stew, and also the sound of a knife cutting vegetables. My wife wears a pink apron while her hair she ties origin up.

I sat in the front seat of the dining table with both hands together, paying attention to each of his deft gestures while cooking.

I'm gaunty..

Can't help but disturb him.

I approached him, and stood behind him. Cupped his chin on his head and clenched tightly from behind.

"Iihhh you mah. just interrupt! I'm cooking tauu again. If you continue to disturb, later so tutung this fish! "

"What is that? "

"Gosoooooong! "

"Hahaha.I just heard.. " I laughed at his expression as he looked at me.

I turned off all the stoves, and pulled them to get closer.

"Ehhh.ko in matiin anyway? " He seems a little upset because his favorite activities are disrupted.

Along with the sound of rustling rain that from noon did not even subside.. I cupped the pretty face and started speaking from heart to heart through eyes. I hold his nape tightly..

Without saying much, but real action.

We buried each other's faces back, unraveling the despair that never subsided.

I'm deeply mired.

As deep as the ocean that can never be found..

For a while, our irises met, binding each other in an increasingly uncontrollable snare of desire.

When the heart speaks, we forget the promise.

The fabric of our fabric is downhill no longer know where it is. There was only one word at a time the question I had been holding.

For the time being.

For the time I have been waiting.

Even this second, with full seriousness, witnessed by nature which also provides an opportunity. The sound of drizzle from the outside as if singing beautifully as the melody of our heart. The universe is observing again.

"Rabeling.. "

He looked at me deeply and deeply. My breath and breath are hunting each other..

Across ask..

"My wife.. May I..? "

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