Love of a Nausea

Love of a Nausea
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"Sir, want to go home?"


A man was standing next to Maya. He looked and smiled a little.


"Owh, no need. Sir. I have ordered an online motorcycle taxi" replied Maya.


"Duh, don't call Mr. Dong. Call Reza aja. We are sepantaran. It's not in working hours anymore."


"Yes, Reza." Maya checked her phone. See where the online ojek is booked.


"It's still a long time, right? It's with me, we're in the same direction." Reza offered me a ride.


Maya frowned, "Where? You know my house, you mean my husband's house?"


"Aren't you staying at your dad's?" ask Reza astonished.


"No, I live in my husband's house."


"Distant?  I have canceled ojolnya. Let me drive you home." Reza forced himself.


Maya refused. He does not want to bother let alone have to return the favor later. He knew that the man was looking for his attention. 


Tin, tin.


The sound of a motor horn was heard right in front of them.


"Sorry, first account yes. Thanks for the offer." Maya then walked towards the brother ojek online. Wearing a helmet and riding in the back seat. Put his bag in the middle and drove down the crowded afternoon streets.


Reza took a rough breath. "Truely said Doni, you are indeed difficult to conquer, May," he mumbled softly.


"But just calm down, I'll find another way to get close to you and your papa. I know, you hid your husband's identity from your extended family. I'll make sure this company falls into my hands." Reza smiled cynically, he then stepped towards the parking lot.


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Maya gets off ojol then pays the fare. He walked towards the alley towards Adji's house.


"Mother Maya," call someone from behind. Maya looks.


A little long-haired woman ran over and endured it.


"Arin, where are you from?" ask Maya while walking side by side with the girl.


"Going to college, Ma'am. Maya's just coming home from work, too?"


"Yes, where are we going to college?"


"On IKIP Rawamangun, Ma'am."


"YES?  Want to be a teacher?"


"Yes, Mother. Asked by Father." Arin looks shy.


From a distance Maya sees her husband cleaning a used bottle next to the house. He was surprised that Adji had come home first.


"Owh, success yes, Rin."


"Thank you, Ma'am."


Separated, Arin walks to his home on the left five houses away from Adji's residence, while Maya to the right.


"Assalamualaikum," said Maya.


Adji turned his head, stopping his activities to welcome the return of his wife. Maya kisses the back of her husband's hand.


"What time are you home?" ask Maya.


"Fifteen minutes ago."


"Well eat?"


"Yes not yet, dear."


"You want me to masakin what?"


"Aren't you tired?"


"Make you, what the hell is not."


Adji glanced at the wife. Then take his chin. "Yes, anything. What matters is your cooking. You take a shower."


"Have you taken a shower?"


"Yes not yet, if I don't shower the same, May. Cute." Adji chuckles.


"Haha." Maya. Since when did her husband become so alay.


He shook his head and went into the house. While Adji is still struggling with his treasure while waiting for the adzan magrib.


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"Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar. " The voice of adzan magrib echoed in the air. The sounding was a little heavy and slow.


Adji who just finished bathing and entered kar saw the wife who was smiling herself while shaking her head. He approached his wife.


"Why are you smiling?" tanya Adji while taking the grey oblong caps that have been prepared on the mattress.


"Aren't you, Dji? Who is adzan anyway? Very slow motion. Funny to know. Aki-aki must be the Adzan." Maya is still giggling.


Adji rubbed his wife's shoulders, staring closely with a sad look. Maya was stunned for a moment.


"Why are you, Dji? I was wrong?" ask Maya worriedly.


Adji.


"I'm sad, May. I should have been in the mosque. But I was busy with my own business."


"Yes, why are you so sad? Adzan has no schedule. How do you feel guilty?" ask Maya to be confused.


Adji breathed out slowly.


"Our young generation is very, very few who open their hearts to visit the house of God. Even if it's just resting. They prefer to go to coffee shops, cafes, while playing online games via mobile phone, find free wifi. As a result, the elders who are adhan, and in the same court heard. You take for example."


"You're not wrong, maybe your parents who used to not get their children to go to the mosque."


"Yes, I was a kid when Sherli was taken to the mosque. Uh in omelin, because it's noisy. From there we go to the mosque again. Afraid of the diomelin."


"Now you are big, you already understand that the mosque is not a place to play anymore. So don't be afraid. No one will want to upset you."


"Yes, anyway."


"That is, we should also adults should teach children as early as possible to like to go to the mosque. It's okay to think it's a place to play. Because kids really like to play. But they will not be children forever. One day they realized that the place was for worship."


"Yes, that's right. Thanks, Dji. You are the best husband. Yes, we pray first yuk."


"When do we teach our children to go to the mosque?"


Maya delicates. "Who are you? We don't have any children."


"Yes make it."


Maya blushed, her cheeks blushing red. "Sholat first. "


"Well, going to the mosque is not hunted." Adji went back to the bathroom and ablaze. So too with the wife.


They pray at home.


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Time points to the number seven nights. Maya prepares her dinner. He cooked vegetable soup and omelet.


"Darling, you've been good at cooking too." Adji scoops vegetables into his plate.


"Not really expert, but quite, can eat. Hehe."


"Yes." Yeah."


They ate a simple dinner. Talk to each other lightly. After the meal, Maya brings it to the back of the dirty dishes and glasses. There's no food left. Because he does not cook too much, only one portion for one meal only.


Adji sat leaning on the living room chair, before long Maya came over.


"Dji, I want to talk to you" Maya said seriously.


He wants to talk about Sean being hit by a case in his office.


Adji immediately turned his body to look at the sangvisyri fixedly. "What the hell is that?"


"Your brother, got suspended. He hasn't been in the job for a week." Lirih Maya spoke while looking down.


Adji. "Why?"


"I heard your brother got an embezzlement case. Corruption said."


"Can you go to jail?" Adji's face is serious.


Maya just nodded. Adji breathed a rough breath. Piqued.


"But Papa gave him time to return all the money he brought."


"May, Sean has nothing. His house is also on credit. Just Papih doang's house. But it won't close the power if the money he took was a lot."


Maya shrugged her shoulders.


"I have to help him, I don't want him to go to jail."


"But, Dji, what do you want to help with? Our lives are rich."


"What's important is that Sean's brother isn't in jail."


"She's so mean to you, why do you still want to help her anyway?" Maya who was talking relaxed now even emotions.


He actually doesn't accept Adji helping Sean. Because she knew how Sean treated her husband. He even wants all this to happen, so Sean can take a lesson.


Maya got up from her seat stepping into the room. He sat on the edge of the bed, taking his cell phone from his bag.


"May, Sean's brother has a wife. If he goes to jail. The fate of his wife's son. Shadow that you're his wife." Adji who followed now sat in front of Maya.


"Hem. I want to see your brother so be aware. Don't be loved by the heart."


"May, no matter how bad he is. Sean's brother is the only family I have. Social sanctions he accepted. Blacklist of companies he must have accepted. He'll learn the real life after his bankruptcy. If he goes to jail. We never know if he can really change. Could it be after he was free just a grudge against our family and me?"


Maya is silent again. The man in front of him was really wide in his sight. To the point that he thought of something out of reach.


Maya stared intensely at her husband.


"It's up to you, Dji." Finally, only that voice came out of his lips.


"Well, if it's up to me, close the front door, lock truss."


Maya said she shut the door and locked it tightly. Then go back to the room. There Adji looks to be exercising lightly.


He stood raising both his hands into the air, his head in motion to the right and to the left. Occasionally bent.


"What are you doing?" ask Maya to be confused.


"heating" he said.


"What do you want to do?"


"Good night, Zheyank."


Adji immediately pulled the body of the wife and took her to the bed. Adji's chest is up and down. Now his wife is under him. He closed his lips, Maya's eyes split.


Cup.


A light kiss soaked those thin lips. Blood started to rustle, they were clasping each other. Adji's hands touch every inch of his wife's body. Slowly they perform husband and wife worship. Enjoy the beautiful night together. Back the beetle managed to suck the honey that always made him drunk kepayang.


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Tbc.


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