Love Sholeha
Sholeha oh Sholeha.

Still with the face of Sholeh who does not understand what Rizal said.

" While there is sometimes a misunderstanding, if the name of the wife will know us much better than other people Leh, that's how I feel from my journey so far, so far, well it hasn't been said to work but that's what I got at my current marriage age"

Sholeh listened so carefully. He knows very well, at a more mature age than this Sholeha hopefully can be a figure who nurtures and guides despite having to learn first, he said in his heart.

" Married to Sholeha maybe a little bit will make you trouble Leh, she's a spoiled girl who can't do anything. Not to mention the nature that sometimes do not want to give it, ah you will know if Judah married her later. Maybe you'll complain to me one day" Rizal smiled faintly at the thought.

" I see that he is very independent, can also be relied on in many ways" Sholeh defended.

Rizal turned to look at Sholeh's smiling face as if imagining Sholeha's face in front of his eyes.

" Hem, maybe. I wish it was that way too." Rizal tries to respond to Sholeh as he sees fit.

Though from the beginning the two of them had no intention of talking about Sholeha here, see now all the talk centered on the childhood of Sholeha everything.

"You're the Leh who used to be in Sholeha ompoli, I remember when my mother invited us to play here, you're still at what age did it first fit?" Rizal chuckled at the memory. Sholeh used to fight Sholeha with Rizal, because Sholeh did not have a sister.

Likewise with Sholeh who smiled broadly "Ndak inget me Mas, if it's not wrong Sholeha is still one year right, maybe my age is about eight if you don't remember wrong" he recalled while calculating the age of both.

Like what has been mentioned at that time, Sholeha has indeed been introduced to Sholeh since she herself has not been able to know herself. Very small at the age of toddler. Only Sholeha was unaware of where this matchmaking path came from.

" Time goes by so fast, Leh, I still can't believe it. You have feelings not the same as my sister?" rizal asked so suddenly.

Sholeh was silent, he realized this question would definitely appear from anyone. Sooner or later, either from someone else or from himself.

" There is Mas, yes there is no feeling" Sholeh replied. Because honestly he has not confirmed to himself, so far it just flows, where it all comes down to. Sholeh until confused to see the reaction of Rizal who looks stiff and a little peeling himself.

Suddenly Fatih saved Sholeh with her words that refreshed the throat that had choked." Om said Auntie, I love you." she whispered but Sholeh sure her voice was clear to all corners of this living room. Although Sholeh doubted what had been said by this boy who had just circumcised, it was seen from his style that he was just a fad and just speaking.

" Just tell Auntie, I love you to. Sholeh send this message!" sholeh replied half-whispering to Fatih.

Rizal shook his head in surprise, hearing the two interact. " You're not lying, Dad, don't believe you?".

Fatih turned away from Sholeh's face, looking at the father who was a little disturbing, he shook his head to give the code to his father who should not doubt him. " Dad was horrified when Bibi said that, Fatih also got a gift from aunt. It's true Fatih's father didn't lie." he said he didn't want to lose.

Of course Rizal was just lying, because he was not entirely his son whispered to Sholeh earlier. " I believe, next time tell your aunt, don't tell me dong bi, that's it!" sholeh said comforting Fatih who looked annoyed at her father.

" Good aunt, Om, she's not telling Fatih. Auntie just asked for help. Fatih also wants a nugget made by Aunty, so Fatih help convey this message the same om." obviously the boy did not accept hearing Sholeh blame his aunt.

Sholeh laughed, why is it that a child of Fatih's age has no burden at all in his way of speaking, whether he is like that at a time as small as Fatih. Love affairs he could summarize in this light conversation. Although that conveyed Fatih why his heart had rippled like this. What if this was just the wits of this ignorant boy, ah Sholeh's stupidity was enough to enjoy this pleasant shock effect. If only Sholeha directly said it, even fantasizing in broad daylight this me. Inner Sholeh grumbled.

" So there's a prize, nugget. Is that Fatih's favorite?"

" Yes Om, Auntie promised me I'd make it".

" Hopefully good," said Rizal.

It seems that Fatih was disturbed by the words of his father which he thought were less pleasant. " Good dong well, aunty is good at cooking. Aunt herself said that." Fatih even raised her voice, she was very furious at her father who was making fun of her aunt.

" yes, yes. Well look Leh, your rivals are heavy. Your rival is bucin abis same as your future wife. Just be careful, you can't take him from Fatih" said Rizal reminded Sholeh.

Sholeh crisply opened, "It seems a little too bad if this one is Mas" he gently rubbed Fatih's head.

Many of the things the two talked about together at the time, the longest being only about Sholeha from her childhood until her skills sulked if her opinion was not heard. Sholeh could not stop imagining the cute smile of the cute girl he would marry in a few days, she warmed up a little each time her name was mentioned so gently by those closest to her. Truly, like a jewel that is very guarded by everyone, that is how he likened his future wife. Sholeh had fallen in love just hearing her story that kept streaming in her ears and finally fell to the bottom of her heart, which had been empty lately.

Not long little Al who had been whining from earlier, finally cried asking to go home. Rizal brought the two knights home.

***

Sholeh went inside, looking at her mother who was still enjoying sitting quietly in the old chair inside her room. " Have the kids come home?" tanya bu Nur, when he saw Sholeh enter.

Sholeh sat on his mother's bed, facing the mother who was scrolling through the beads. It looks like he has been performing the Dhuha prayer. " Already Ma'am", Ms Nur put her prayer beads, "What time are you leaving, tell Sholeha le ?".

" Eight o'clock ndak molor. Sholeh will send a message to Sholeha. If you don't forget ma'am" Sholeh grinned at his mother.

" You, yesterday, not all the stories?"

" Ndak Bu, chat with Sholeha innannya want to smile continuously, so forget"

" What a smile, I don't understand".

" Cute Buk, she's sweet" she replied so casually and looked flowery.

Sholeh was not ashamed at all, he did not care if his mother started teasing him since. Her mother also needs to know a little bit of happiness. To relieve the heart of the mother who had felt guilty.

" Yes, Sholeh manut ibuk. If you think the more here it looks like Sholeh who fell in love first mom, so I want to spend the wedding. Let's get more berahala" Sholeh deliberately blinked one eye.

" Opo kui, flickering ndak clear. Beware if you lie to mom, mosok suddenly ngaku like this. Not this cute eyes." threatened bu Nur.

Sholeh chuckled, he tightly grasped the mother's hand channeling earnestness through her hand.

Sholeha also did not expect to fall so quickly to Sholeha, as if her heart was so dry that it returned to the coolness of Sholeha's attitude slowly. Lost somewhere that uninhabited arid heart went, now there is only a heart full of love that is still so smooth.

Sholeh left the mother, if long stay there he will be exhausted in seduction. He decided to continue his steps to the room. She remembered her wish would tell Sholeha about her trip to the city.

Sholeh rolled his tall, solid body into the middle of the bed, he reached into his cell phone from inside his pocket. Scrolling the screen looking for the name of his future wife who is so sweet. Aha she's already changed the name to her little Sholeha. Her profile picture depicts her warm and jovial soul. " The picture of the cat is still as sweet as your face" he said praising Sholeha.

(I want to go tomorrow)

Sent, let it be short and dense. In fact, he is not very good at feeling - stale. The same intention, although not strange. Sholeha was old enough to continue praising the very young Sholeha.

One minute left, two to five minutes, no answer. Sholeh knocks her phone on her chin slowly. He deliberately waited patiently, I don't know he was so expecting a reply from Sholeha.

(Let's know, watch out for tomorrow)

So read, Sholeh Kontan smiled so excited. Look at him roll around like a girl in love, uh it could be this bachelor is also in love. Only he knows.

" Reported again?" mumbling slowly.

After a long period of weighing, Sholeh chose to ignore. For what will repay.

It is not wrong if he feels awkward about this feeling for Sholeha, because this one bachelor is too old to enjoy his monkey love period which many people say is very pleasant.

" It is" he said slowly.

Her body that rolled like that of a girl returned firmly upright, slightly smiling, looking at her manner that she had just noticed. " What the hell, it's not clear "he grumbled to himself.

The atmosphere of the room is so calm, turned chaotic with strange words that continue to emerge from the mouth of this adult male who is in the middle of this casmaran. Sometimes humming sometimes grumbling is not clear.

It was still morning, Sholeh could not stay on his bed, he rushed out to kill when he saw the store that was crowded with visitors.

***

" What's not shopping anymore mas, this stuff is starting to empty all the tablets. Especially paint, what is better if you buy aja for the best seller color" said Agus, an employee and his friend.

Sholeh again looked at the paint shelf, which was right to look springing on the side. " Well the introspection is still a lot, mosok no brush no paint, they are not as stupid mas ndak good if LDR an it is" cerocos Agus seriously.

Sholeh laughed, "Are you Gus, stray to and fro if you say no." said Sholeh as he circled the long empty paint rack.

Agus just grimaced, seeming to enjoy a small chat with Sholeh who lately looks very excited.

" Gold, I saw Sholeha passing by" he chirped suddenly.

Makes Sholeh suddenly turn around and stop her steps. " When?" take it on Agus.

" So, about fifteen minutes. If you don't guess wrong, yes there was Rizal mas earlier. Mas mas, your future wife is more beautiful huh?" goda Agus to Sholeh, while mengoel left shoulder slightly raised.

" He was beautiful from the birth of Gus, no wonder it's like the first new look" Sholeh reprimanded seemed to not accept.

Agus just grimaced, "Halah, until only realized now anyway, yesterday not yet" his god again did not want to give up.

Agus ran as fast as possible, not wanting to hear the mockery and impingement of the boss, this time he must be a little emotional. Sholeh even laughed a little, seeing the behavior of the theme is getting so-so lately. " It's not clear" Sholeh said and shook his head.

But if you think back, what Agus said was true, so long ago why only now he realized the beauty of the little girl who actually grew not far from his eyes. Ah is indeed Sholeh who is too busy drowning himself hoping for his old feelings for Rahma. What is clear is simply admiring nothing more.

Although Sholeh does not deny it if the taste is there for Rahma but fate is so strong leads to Sholeha who he considers a little sister from the beginning. It's just a matter of time and opportunity, he used to miss it for Arman, the man who is referred to as the ex-lover of his future wife. Honestly, he did not expect, a girl as gentle as Sholeha could wade through a long-lasting romance. One year, ah if that Sholeh has been made halal since the beginning. Fortunately, fate was on his side. Hopefully, Sholeha can forget the former or his dream as soon as possible Sholeh mind. " If it is legal later, do not tie the patent, so that it does not come off" he said slowly, then he smiled amusedly.

Since when is he like this, so insistent can not be held. It seems he has fallen all over the charm of Sholeha who is so sweet in his opinion. Oh my god, why is this strange feeling enveloping his heart, too thrilling and making Sholeh even more unhinged. " Huh, focus. Focus Hamdan Sholeh, you have to look calm, "he said before he stepped forward around the entire corner of the building shop that has not been neat.

He came here to work, why is it that there is always Sholeha in all the corners that he visits in this shop, his face is clearly reflected so clearly as if there is no new figure that dominates his brain so much, " Hem, Sholeha oh Sholeha you're very disturbing" he said in his heart.

***