Love Sholeha
Just slightly.

With a face that feels hot, because the actions of Sholeh who is ignorant Sholeha a little unfocused in stepping. If Sholeh does not hold him, he could be mired because he tripped.

" Be careful, " said Sholeh paused for a moment.

Sholeha nodded, both of them walking to the middle of the event, sure enough that many people had been waiting for them.

So much so that advice and sholawat have been conveyed with various verses and tausiah. This solemn event came to an end, about half ten nights. The invitation has been scattered to leave the Sulaiman family with all the serbi of prayer and congratulations. Their residence was again deserted, only a few people were still improving there.

Sholeha returned to her room, a narrow space that would continue to bring her to meet the idol, her bedmate from now on.

" Would you eat first, right?" ask Sholeha who sees will do something.

" Later, I haven't prayed",

" Oh yes, Sholeha prepared her prayer rug"

There was no answer, Sholeh immediately went to fetch water ablution.

There was a very diverse sense in his heart now, Sholeha seemed reluctant to respond to him now, as much as she could not be so dissolved in this happiness.

" Wait, we pray together ", Sholeh said when he returned.

Sholeha smiled, "It's a pity, Sholeha is on holiday. Wait a few days, after we're together",

" Hours ?" Sholeh seemed to think, then nodded.

He performed his worship immediately, as did Sholeha who prepared to prepare a meal.

***

" Where is your husband, take him to eat Nduk" said Fatma, she was busy cleaning a lot of food on the table.

" Ext prayer first ma'am, later on"

The kitchen that is still scattered because the celebration feels full, not as neat as usual. That's what happens.

" Mommy and Dad are home, Mom?"

" Just now, Fatih tomorrow the school mamahnya ndak want to bother if morning" bu Nur sat in one of the chairs.

" Yes, what else is Monday" Sholeha added.

Before long came the son-in-law with a slightly fresher face, although he clearly looked tired.

" Feed Le first, let's get some rest"

" Yes Buk, where are you?" Sholeh looked for him.

" It's gone to sleep, tired she said"

Sholeh nodded, then saw his wife who filled rice and side dishes for him.

" Slightly, which is important to the contents" prevent it on the Sholeha that looks will fill the plate.

" Oh okay."

Not a plate of both of them eat, like most romantic couples who are often likened, by sitting together like this alone is very happy. They enjoyed the late dinner so quietly.

There was a small thing that disturbed Sholeha's mind, she was eager to ask what she had once kept in her heart.

Silent in the kitchen at this time made the small motion of Sholeha caught clearly by the husband. Sholeh glanced at the wife with a suspicious little behavior.

" Why hem, should I know?" Sholeh tried asking.

Sholeha smiled, embarrassed about where to start. He put the glass down after finishing his drink.

Likewise with Sholeh, he was prepared to hear stories from his life friends who looked very uncomfortable.

" Leha still wanted to ask one thing, but it wasn't important. Ah actually this is a request, or actually this needs to be discussed ah em how ya-,

Sholeh just grabbed Sholeha's hand, helping to calm the woman who was confused about what to say.

" Speak slowly, what's up?"

Sholeha took a breath, momentarily moaning to herself. Her lips pursed about half an inch and her cheeks suddenly puffed up all noticed clearly by her husband.

" Leha wants to change, not that I'm adding to make our call a little different than usual" he replied smoothly.

Afraid Sholeha ventured to glance at Sholeh's face which was not heard reacting.

" Call, as you want. Could it be, if that's your wish?"

Sholeha smiled," Mas Ham, yes. Like the first time we met"

" Ham, the first time. Where's where?" Sholeh seemed to be thinking hard.

" It's only natural that if Mas forgets, the time I can read your name "is obviously still too short.

" When, tell me again then" pinta Sholeh meant it.

Back again on the sullen face that Sholeh had seen the first time they discussed about the relationship. Sholeh is getting drunk on him.

" When Mas came home from school, running to snatch me from the sling of Rizal mas, even though I was a big boy at that time. You were still pampering me like a baby, I got angry and just called your first name back then. Remember dong mas, time no remember", force Sholeha .

" Oh Mas forgot, Mas even remembered you peed on my lap a lot ", Sholeh laughed, seeing the face of Sholeha who was increasingly sullen do not accept.

" I nagged, where there's that story. I don't remember." Sholeha was upset, she stood up to pick up the dirty dishes and went to wash them.

Sholeh followed, standing next to Sholeha, deliberately playing with the water flowing from the faucet.

" What, you still want to call that name?" whispered Sholeh slowly, she approached the ear that was still covered in instant hijab.

" Stop dong Mas, even play water. "he ignored the question that made his heart laugh.

" Yes, if ndak be ", Sholeh goes, he goes to his new room.

Sholeha threw the spoon softly, venting this very crumpled vexation. She just wanted to start with a sweet trick at the beginning of her halal courtship, unfortunately her husband was instead ruining her good mood.

" What he said, peeing in the lap, wetting the max, it's really ugly the impression he remembered. Though I used to be funny said Mother, yes it was just that she remembered" Sholeha grumbled to herself while washing her hands.

He shook his head slowly, walking towards the bathroom for a bit. He needs to make a habit before going to bed.

His face is fresher now, Sholeha washed and cleaned up a little bit of makeup last afternoon. His sleepy eyes are slightly reduced, due to the coldness of the water and small activities rutinan skincare night.

Sholeha went into the room, saw her husband playing on his cell phone. His tall body seemed to fill the small bed of Sholeha, although it was enough for both, it was just a small body like Sholeha and Irma usually. Sholeha seemed to think, he imagined Sholeh who would fold half his body during sleep later.

" Has not slept?" sholeha asked, she sat at her dresser.

Sholeh put down his phone, focusing on the wife who was cool to take off her hijab.

" The hair that I've seen for a dozen years is as good as it turned out to be" Sholeh chirped .

Sholeha was a little surprised, she saw Sholeh from the glass, a look of awe full of smiles was starting to move closer.

Sholeha turned around, meeting Sholeh from her seat. She also just realized, of course she would be surprised by herself without a veil .

" Mad, don't mock me anymore. It's nice hair and it's very clean and fragrant" Sholeha said firmly. She was afraid there would be another embarrassing story from her childhood story.

Sholeh approached, touched the unclosed head, rubbed it gently and stroked it very slowly.

" Good, Sholeha my wife, I told you. You think badly continue to "answer Sholeh while chuckling.

Sholeha blushed in embarrassment, seeing her husband's face from this close distance made her even more tempted to continue to dive into the clearness of the eyes that radiated. The corner of the lips that always cause dimples on the cheeks, and the thick eyebrow sculpture that he wanted to touch. Sholeha blinked, awakening the further away she thought.

" Yes, who knows?" he tried to get away from Sholeh.

" God knows, you are funny from the past, "he said back to sitting in bed.

Sholeha followed him, both taking different sides. Lean while straightening feet that are busy all day as a king and queen.

" My hair is a lot of dislike, he said strange and not good" Sholeha continued the chat, he also could not sleep.

" Say who, Mas likes." replied Sholeh, turning to look at Sholeha from her left.

" Mommy, you're alone?" sholeha asked ignoring Sholeh, about her hair.

" There's Bulek, probably Paklek too"

" When are we going there?"

Sholeh smiled, grabbing Sholeha to her arms.

" When you want, "Sholeh stroked a very long mane she could not touch.

" Tomorrow, we can move. Father and mother have allowed me to stay there" Sholeha looked up at Sholeh's face from the middle of her field chest.

The stern face, which he could not recognize as his maturity grew, this face always smiled pampering himself, he occasionally gave a warm kiss to him.

Sholeha was still enchanted, not expecting her to be the handsome figure who came to marry her.

" We'll think again tomorrow, I'm so sleepy. Can you sleep like this?" Sholeh had even been closed while hugging his wife so tightly.

Sholeha did not answer, he only attached to this warm deck that was so thrilling. The chest of the hard plane has become the main choice after the pillow bolsters. Eve was comfortable infiltrating all over her body, she no longer needed to answer. May this body agree without discussing with its soul.

Sholeha's breath was so real, after asking for permission and Sholeha tightened her body, notya could sleep Sholeh even uncomfortable all over her body. He himself began, when all happened at his door why his soul was tormented. Where did the tiredness and sleepiness disappear earlier?, closed eyes are just an illusion, his heart is busy chatting want to do something.

" Ham, go to sleep. His heart was noisy" Sholeh suddenly opened his eyes, surprised to hear the voice sound so real.

Sholeha drowned her face in Sholeh's chest, covering her still-influenced smile perfectly.

" Yes, sorry to interrupt" Sholeh said misbehaving.

Their appearance is equally restless and hold each other's heart rate.

***

Such a long night just passed, see a couple of lovers who were still warm drowned in his blanket. Having woken up five minutes ago, they were reluctant to budge even a little. The path of the body that had broken down earlier, back glued tightly together, as if not wanting to escape from one of them.

" The dawn is over, you don't have a red date like me" Sholeha said.

" New dear Adhan, ask permission for half a minute to hug the wife", he replied from the head of Sholeha.

" Later on, get up first" Sholeha pulled away, she moved away from the comfort that made her addicted.

Sholeh wakes up, moves on and lets Sholeha fall back asleep.

***

After the dawn prayer, Sholeh helped Sulaiman and there were also many people who cleaned up the remnants of the equipment overnight. Although there are rental services, at least help to be completed faster.

With her tee shirts and knee-length shorts, the newlyweds did not hesitate to go there and pack the furniture. Occasionally pick up trash and sweep the yard.

" It's Le, don't clean up. The important thing is that the trash is taken" reprimanded one of the mothers. He's probably the closest neighbor from Sholeha.

" Yes Buk, what's wrong"

Some people still come to help properly if it is still fairly crowded. From the back of Sholeh's shoulders firmly patted him, he stirred.

" Well, good, right?" rizal said ambiguously.

" What is it ?" Sholeh was still busy rubbing his shoulders that felt numb.

" The time does not ask more details, said it's good what ndak?" ask Rizal again. He blinked his eyes not funny.

Sholeh shook his head, continuing his disturbed activities.

" You're this, isn-isin don't say you haven't got it yet?"

Rizal even back hit the shoulder of the other side, this time it was pushed aside.

" It's a little, ah "Sholeh did not serve Rizal who obviously teased him.

Rizal laughed more and more, following where Sholeh went. Befriending her since childhood, she so awaits there are happy moments that tease each other like before.

" Well, new nyicip dong" he said so loudly.

Sholeh was surprised, what did this brother-in-law say. Just look at the mothers in the kitchen starting to whisper about it.

***

In the middle of Sholeh and Rizal's joke in the courtyard there was still the queen who fell asleep comfortably behind her blanket. The door of the unlocked room was still closed, after returning from the mosque Sholeh deliberately advised the mother and Ayu not to wake his wife.

A form of attention that is deliberately, no problem and reasonable. But people think differently and interpret each other as they please. Even Fatma's mother was agape to hear Sholeh say his wife had not woken up. The tension has reached the octave if two days ago, because the daughter-in-law who was defending her lazy daughter was trying to delay her anger.

Even Ayu smiled incessantly as Sholeh said casually if his wife was too tired to get up early. Sholeh oh Sholeh, how can anyone not laugh at you?

Ah let it be, she's not dizzy. He just couldn't wake his wife. That's it, and he's just trying to find a good excuse for someone who's late to wake up, if not exhausted.

" Buk, look. Only a day he became a mother's daughter-in-law, mother can not be angry with mother's daughter. Sholeha chose her husband" said Ayu half-whispering to her mother, she also chuckled.

" Just watch it when you wake up, not omelin him. When the house is still a lot of gini people help-help beresan even he is still lazy, beware "bu Fatma growled herself with the behavior of new mediators at will.

" Already ah Buk, let it go", Ayu's laughter began to subside.

***