Love Sholeha
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All the way home, Rizal did not stop teasing Sholeh who originally spoke earlier, until he could not avoid the honesty of it. Rizal even had time to give thin tips to love his wife later after marriage. Naturally because he is also classified as a bucin man the result of arranged marriage. He plainly said he had no regrets and was even very grateful to be able to love his wife after marriage.

" I also wonder Leh, Ayu used to be that way. Shy but right near the will" his laughter again filled the contents of the car that soon to the destination.

" It could be her language, " replied Sholeh and shook her head slowly.

The house has been touched by the wheels of a car that has been spinning on the streets all day, finally they returned home safely. Rizal also rushed home to see his small family, while carrying a small package that he said was entrusted with his beloved wife, Sholeh did not know what the contents were. Sholeh also immediately entered the house, with a package in his hand.

Bu Nur had welcomed her warmly in front of the door, her face so fresh and excited.

"Assalamualaikum", said Sholeh saluted his mother.

" Waalaikumsalam, tumben is still late afternoon gini already home,"

Sholeh continued to step into the kitchen, put the package down and then opened it. " Buk, I'm going to take this to Mama and Mama, after magrib ndak papa, right ma'am?" his hand took out a pack for his mother.

" Yes, I've taken a shower!" her mother's smile was so warmly welcoming Sholeh's good intentions.

The man looked happy, for some reason bu Nur was also a little surprised to see his unusual sweetness. He let Sholeh disappear behind the room and intended to wait for him to talk for a while while waiting for the adzan magrib. In his seat he noticed the soy sauce roast chicken that looked so delicious, "You intend to tell your favorite food to Sholeha ya Le" Bu Nur muttered.

***

" Nduk, there's Sholeh, let's meet!" ma'am Fatma orders her daughter who appears to be lying engrossed with her phone.

Sholeha was surprised, she immediately put vidio on her phone, "Huh, have you come home yet?" he rushed to grab his instant veil.

" Yes, he said"

Sholeha was silent, "She's Mom?" she also took the time to examine her face in the glass, before she went out and met her future husband in a bit of a hurry, for some reason.

" Here you go, come here. Rest must be tired, right?" Sholeha did not even realize that her words were excessive enough, and not as usual.

Sholeh smiled, "I'll drop off the souvenirs" Sholeh replied, stopping Sholeha who looked like she was going to say something again.

" Think, ?"

" I bought soy sauce roast chicken, because I don't know what you like so I bought what I like, hopefully you like. He's been my favorite all along" he said sincerely.

" Him, who is he?"

" Ah, she. He's the chicken roasted soy sauce." he said smiling amusedly.

" Oh, the chicken roasted soy sauce" he repeated.

" Sholeha, I'm sorry" Sholeh said suddenly.

" I'm sorry, why?"

" Remember, not saying anything about Rahma yesterday" he explained.

" Oh that, Sholeha did not mind, leha just felt like I forgot not to explain it to me. No problem "

" Yes, I forgot. Next time I'll explain it first, before you know it from someone else, especially when we're married later". Sholeh correctly applied what Rizal had taught immediately, apparently he was afraid to accumulate misunderstandings again. While Sholeha just smiled, she did not even acknowledge the words of Sholeh so serious.

" You don't like what I'm saying, at least answer yes Sholeha" , Sholeh was so agitated she couldn't interpret the smile of that cute innocent girl.

" Yes, I can forgive and do as you please. As long as the mass becomes Sholeha's marriage" what it is, he even got dissolved in the feelings of Sholeh who was carving his loyal promise.

Sholeh did not visit for long, because Sholeha who did not stop telling him to go home to rest. It is possible that Sholeha who will not be able to if the man who has made her panting beat over her heartbeat works, she is worried that she will be released from her place. After a few minutes, Sholeh said goodbye to both Sholeha's parents who also understood his short visit. " Thank you boy, bother bringing souvenirs" Fatma said to Sholeh, when she saw Sholeh rush to leave.

***

" You went there early in the morning, just asking Sholeh Nduk for souvenirs?" said Sulaiman who had just come from the mosque, and saw there was a package on the dining table.

" Yes sir, "say Sholeha was so firm. He was also curious about Sholeh's favorite chicken.

Sholeha and her mother's father enjoy the chicken Sholeh giving with pleasure, sometimes they also talk small just enliven the dining table that is almost never empty of visitors.

In addition Sulaiman who continues to discuss Sholeh as usual in front of his youngest child, he still teaches to accept Sholeh with all his heart and hope to love him soon.

" Now just like it no problem, if it is legal so the wife must love ya nduk. Father Mother also that, Mas and Ma'am you also yes, see now we remain happy right, do not have a lot of strange prestige, married in a match that is not embarrassing really. What else we are hereditary yes gini marriage system, you are a bit naughty dating up to a year, not so married "speech and advice so in a row from the father, he said, when he finished enjoying the food.

Sulaiman deliberately accompanied Sholeha who still enjoyed soy sauce roast chicken with all versions of his daydream, but what his father said was very surprising.

" Mother's father is also in a match?'

" Well yes, you think your mother dares to date, if you do have an ex" he said laughing at the end of his sentence.

" Tuh, meaning Leha is also the same, like the father" the Sholeha serobot was so sure.

Sulaiman laughed, "But not for long like you, "

Sholeha tore her lips off, "Same".

Seldom did Sulaiman want to share his story with Sholeha, this time he seemed eager to entertain and provide motivation well that may actually not be too needed. Actually he could also see his daughter was already starting not much moody. However, he always tried to read his son's heart and ensure his happiness.

***

" You are a little disappointed" Sholeha muttered. His eyes looked at the cell phone, but his mind was still centered on Sholeh since then.

" It's a good thing you're sorry, if you won't protest. Even if you don't know when" he added again. Sholeha sighed,

" Why the hell, still envied mbak Rahma. Though already know Sholeh did not like it anymore, again. Ah, I'm so sad because Sholeh once loved it huh", Sholeha threw her phone bored, so,

" Astagfirullahhaladzim, ndak leh Leha", scold him to himself.

Sholeha does not lie, sometimes he still feels defeated in the memory with Rahma, although it is clearly not to be regretted, sometimes Sholeha thinks why he is not the same age as Sholeh just then, to be connected in the past. Quite strange Sholeha's mind on this one, but this has been in Sholeha's mind especially lately.

" Hem, for a long time his mind was chaotic if daydreaming like a gini" he said. Sholeha then moved on he had not done his night skincare that he had been painstaking lately, after which he would go to sleep.

***

" I miss this atmosphere Ha, too long off yes" said Irma, she just arrived at the school yard.

" Hem, yes." Sholeha also goes hand in hand with Irma.

Both of them enjoy the boisterous atmosphere and the joy of kindergarten that he has always made a place to work. Sholeha looks neat with a black skirt suit and a beige tunic that is so graceful. He wore his broad veil with one small pin on his left shoulder. Her cheerful carry is so beautiful to look at the bright morning sun. Both groups seemed excited to start a long work at rest. " I thought, this was the last month I worked Ir" Sholeha said suddenly.

Irma paused, "Did your candidate not allow you to work again after marriage?"

" I don't know, it's just that mom gave me a break after marriage, I haven't discussed this with Sholeh, but I'm preparing to resign."

" Yes, what a pity. I think he made sure to let you keep working ha, he's a very understanding man", Irma looks sad to hear the decision.

Sholeha slowly continued her steps, "This is only Irma's plan, many things I prepared especially about marriage, and her contract"

" Yes, I can understand. Spirit and stay healthy yes to take your happy days, my best friend" he said following the steps of Sholeha.

" I still don't think it's this short, it doesn't feel like Ir. I think there are still a lot of things that I can not bring enough as a provision for my status change later, huh, hopefully I can" his words stopped when they arrived at a grammar room and work. The two agreed to postpone this conversation until work time ended.

***

" You think he still loves Sholeh mas ndak Ir, sometimes I often think badly of it" asked Sholeha, they are now eating meatballs after work.

Irma seemed to be thinking out loud, " Although she still had a sense of where she could grab it now ha, she had already lost to you. I think the problem is only in you, maybe the feeling will continue to shadow you if you yourself have not been able to convince yourself, or not yet confident". Irma continued to chew on the meatballs.

" In fact, I myself do not really believe, especially about myself, which is mediocre in all aspects. Losing far away if compared to him, my mind is always ugly and my heart immediately shrinks when faced with him, ah let alone face, when his name is called by mas Sholeh I just immediately feel defeated", he took a breath, a meatball that was not so big how much it had run out from earlier.

" You're just discouraged, in fact now you're Sholeh's choice right?"

" I've been trying Ir, really heavy. It is this evil ugly feeling. I'm over-exalting my ego without examining why. I don't understand any of this",

Irma finished her iced tea, "You just need time to wipe it off little by little, I suggest not to go on huh, fearing that feeling will turn into a dangerous suspicion in the future. And I hope this is just a side effect of jealousy and love that has not been expressed" Irma decorated her opinion with a sweet smile.

Sholeha looked at her best friend sharply, "What aye, sometimes you just comfort me without bothering to sit down with the real problem" Sholeha replied suspiciously.

" Yes, my dear, you are already afraid to get rid of, hahaha",

Sholeha patted Irma's small back, and,

" I can announce it after loving her later, don't talk about it. One would think I was so greedy Ir", his protest was half whispered, glancing right and left.

Irma laughed crisply, "Yes, yes. You can do it as you please, but I think your feelings now are also normal, although obviously lead to jealousy that can be understood."

Again Sholeha did not accept the answer of his best friend who always cornered him.

" Already ah, you are indeed happy to piss me off. Though I was trying to keep him from coming out of my mouth, it turns out your instincts are sharper than my vision, you're always right guessing and kepo in the right outcome." he complained to Irma who increasingly spread her laughter that had been held back.

" I'm so good, you can see it too", Before the two of them move, spending time sitting in their meatball stalls is indeed a routine thing they do. Even if you only talk about small things and sometimes repeatedly. Their friendship is that simple.

" You really don't papa Ir, it's eating spikes. Ntar your typhus didn't come back, did you?" sholeha said suddenly.

" God, no, I'm healed,"

" I don't want well, if I marry you, you're sick and look skinny, ugly",

" No, I'm healthy. I'll come two days before you're a bride and stay at your house if you'll let me"

" Yes, it is up to you to come when, the important thing is to be present when I will" Sholeha stressed.

" Yes, I think this is the last time I follow your happy day, I will definitely come on time"

" Last how, after the wedding will be more happy days that you have to attend as well, the reception for example well even though somehow",

Irma took a breath, "I hope, I don't know" she said so softly, Sholeha to the point of not hearing her words.

" You're mumbling, what?"

***