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Sholeh hastily swallowed an onde-onde as big as a ping pong ball, chewing roughly while raising his hand hinting at the mother to stop forwarding his words.

Sholeh drank first, he glanced at the face of the wife who had not signaled anger or suspicion.

" Let Sholeh explain from the beginning" he said calmly, after taking a breath.

" We have agreed to invite Rahma. And Sholeha knew it too Ma'am, but Sholeh didn't ask her to come here and join the family. Sholeh also ndak ngundang Bu Rani actually, but ndak papa if he comes. Sholeh ndak means privileging him ma'am",

Bu Nur seemed to be trying to trust Sholeh, he looked at Sholeha for approval. And Sholeha nodded.

Bu Nur took a breath, "I thought, you invited him here on purpose. I'm just afraid she's saying something bad to Sholeha, she's very sharp mouth, cruel to talk" she said a little angrily.

The two couples looked at each other, tried to negotiate, tell further stories or just put an end to the bad prejudices that did occur.

Sholeha shook her head, not allowing her husband to tell her stories.

" What did he say to Mom ?" ask Sholeh again.

Bu Nur breathed heavily.

" A lot of things, not good to hear. I don't like it."

" Something like a Buk, she's not talking about mom?" Sholeh still can't believe it.

" Sungkan pas first, still ngarep so the besannya now yo ndak. Even dare to make the child Mother blatantly."

Sholeha looked carefully at her mother-in-law, "Mom, she was just not willing. Sholeha knows she really wanted this mother's son, just like her daughter, yesterday before marriage she came and gave me a lucky little boy to get a mature and wise man like Mas Sholeh," the answer was so passionate, suddenly Sholeha could not help her feelings yesterday.

Sholeh was surprised, why there was a story that was missed from this wife. Yesterday he said there was no problem when Rahma came.

" Well, how's the story now?" sholeh interrupted.

Sholeha turned to look at the husband sharply.

" There is no patent to complain, now I just remember that it is official to be his wife Mas" replied Sholeha with a grin.

" What do you answer, Nduk,?"

" Must be quiet, don't answer" Sholeh guessed.

" Answer dong Buk, forgot Leha said how but yesterday she immediately kicep kok buk, ndak dare to talk again"

Bu Nur laughed. " But pinter, "

Sholeh no longer listened, he spent the onde-onde that had just been taken.

The day was getting darker, the little family chatter continued to flow endless, the laughter of Nur's growing flowering, and the warmth of the newlyweds who were increasing in temperature.

Preparing for the evening, Sholeha rushes to the room, trying to add new habits. Preparing clothes for husband.

Private bathroom in the room, adding to the comfort of both activities, what's more with the current status of the newlyweds. The exact same room as the owner looked comfortable yet quiet. There were no other ornaments or objects hanging on the wall. A plain gray paint wall with no gaps only attaches a piece of curtain dangling to the floor.

Sholeha choose clothes, of course Sholeh clothes that if comfortable in use when at home only. There are rows of shirts, a few shirts, trousers, shorts and a few sets of suits. All are neat and easy to find.

Sholeha opened the drawer, she was looking for something simple yet valuable.

" Stored where yes, no look" muttered Sholeha while looking.

The bathroom door just opened, Sholeha didn't notice.

Suddenly Sholeh's hand stretched out to pull one drawer, which held many of the deepest clothes that Sholeha was actually looking for. He casually picked up one, then he saw the silent wife while looking at her bashfully.

" Why, ?" ask Sholeh.

Sholeha cleared a small beat, neutralizing her heart that had been hit by a sudden attack. What more if it wasn't for this look of the man before her.

" Ah no, no Mas. Em Sholeha was looking for it too, but had not met", he replied by pointing to the interior that Sholeh held.

Sholeh chuckled, "Oh, that's the place", she pointed at the drawer that was still slightly open.

He looked up at the bed, there was a casual suit he used to wear while at home.

" Kok tau Mas will wear it "his eyes glanced at the t-shirts and shorts.

" Kan, Leha often looks." she replied casually.

" Oh yeah yeah," Sholeh intended to continue her intention to get dressed.

Sholeha realized that, there was a foolish order from Sholeha's body. At least, if you do not dare to see it deliberately do not run away, it will only make you more embarrassed, he said in his heart.

Sholeh casually copied the twists of his towel in the wife's choice of clothes. Although only Sholeha's back was standing rigidly in front of her, it was clearly unusual, she was also trying to act ordinary. This will happen and repeat endlessly.

" Mas to the mosque first," he said as he held out a towel to Sholeha who slowly turned her body.

" Ndak wear a sarong, or want to change his trousers?", asked Sholeha while receiving a towel.

" It's up ahead, just take it",

" O," Sholeha nodded. He also just remembered there is a mosque in this house, maybe the holster and other equipment are there.

" Yes already, go yes", said Sholeh once again.

" Yes, "

Sholeha continued her steps to the bathroom, she will also take a shower after this. And make sure you can be holy or have to wait again.

***

" Ndak pray again Nduk?" asked Nur who saw his daughter-in-law was ready at the dining table.

" Yes Buk, it's not clean" he replied with a smile. I don't know if I'm just a little embarrassed.

" Thank God, just relax. No hurry. " Say him with a smile.

Sholeha just nodded, trying to understand what the mother was talking about.

After dinner together, Sholeha followed the husband who first went to the room. It looks like he's sitting sweetly leaning against the head of the bed. A charming smile she deliberately gave to Sholeha who had just entered.

" Sholeha, here." call Sholeh, pat the empty side next to her.

" Yes, a minute." Sholeha took off her hair pigtails, deliberately stroking her hair.

" We'll sit down for a while, there's something to discuss with you"

Sholeha went up to the bed, filling the special left-hand place that had been vacated by Sholeh.

The young adult man did not stop smiling, enjoying the face of his wife who was very captivated by his eyes. " What's up, then,?" ask Sholeha.

Sholeh grabs Sholeha's hand, pulling her waist to get closer. " Will be at work tomorrow?" ask Sholeh.

" Yes, yesterday was just a day's pass",

" Am, aren't you tired?"

" It's pretty reduced anyway, still feels a little bit" he said leaning his head on the chest of the field Sholeh.

" It's between ya, "

" May, all dating. Hi hi hi hi" Sholeha buried her face comfortably in her new favorite spot.

" Yes. What do you want to call me?" jemari Sholeh plays cool in Sholeha's hair, a simple thing he did when Sholeha was a toddler, ah still do not expect if this habit can continue.

" Hem turned out to have determined it himself," Sholeh chuckled.

Sholeh quietly enjoyed her fingers that found a new activity, curls of hair that oozed the fragrance made her want to linger like this, even though only silent without a word.

" Why don't you tell me about Rahma ?" ask Sholeh suddenly.

" Which one,?" Sholeha looked up looking for the handsome face she already had officially.

" What you told Mom about",

Sholeha exhaled, she broke down that little tight hug.

" Nothing matters, I don't like it if I'm still talking about him. A little disturbing, what else when we're both like this. Why does he still follow us. Yes although Leha can not talk gini, but Sholeha can not" he said by upholding his body, he leaned on the head of the bed.

Sholeh silently observed, it turns out that this woman loudly showed her discomfort when Rahma's name was in their chat. From the beginning Sholeh can indeed understand, he was just praising Sholeha's honest attitude frankly without covering up.

" I'm sorry, actually Mas just wanted to listen to your grievances," Sholeh felt lost the warmth she had just enjoyed, as Sholeha changed her seat by moving away.

" Yes, Sholeha also knows. But, just trust me if your wife is good enough to handle this. And not that he does not like Mbak Rahma, but somehow Sholeha since a long time ago a little uncomfortable if you think about it, feel defeated. And it was very disturbing", Sholeha looked down trying to hide the jealousy that had long been pensive by him.

Sholeh re-embraced Sholeha, restored to its original position.

" Lose what you are, baby, you are the winner now. There will be no other participants ahead of him. All right, from now on it will be reduced to discussing him, "

" Be careful still looking for other participants, " threatened Sholeha.

Sholeha is talking about polygamy in her own language.

Sholeh laughed, in his kiss the tip of the wife's head, giving her the approval of his words.

" Truce .... As for where to stay, do you mind if you have to be here?" a question that they ignored each other yesterday is now being said.

" Oh yeah, we forgot to talk about it. Because now Mas lives with Mom, Sholeha just dutiful. After all the father of the same mother has said as long as the marriage is the same Mas Ham, he allows whatever I want",

Sholeha's answer made Sholeh suddenly feel flowering. Proud of her special self and excited by the new call that keeps her smiling.

" Thank God, this path of the heavens is good" he said cheerfully.

Sholeha also returned the sincere smile, enjoying the warmth of the love she had been asking for. Feeling the happiness that he had just started, praying in his heart, hopefully this will continue to be awake until the end.

" Mum, do not realize if it has been chosen by the Father. Leha was angry because the mother's father loved the children of people more than his own children.",

" Well, how dear is this Mas to anger?",

" Yes Mas. That's why I hurriedly told Mas Rizal to meet Mas right. He said he was afraid to ask someone else. Though his daughter is again hurt in breaking up in love, "Sholeha scowled.

" Oh yes, Mother said yesterday, Dad told Father Mother, if you have to marry me. Some kind of will is not written, so that's why you're impressed at being forced,"

Sholeha was shocked, hearing the old school story that happened to them.

" Why, not cool ah. It's easy to refuse."

" This is the way, "

They chatted a lot, there was no sign of ending the conversation, until a knock on the door was heard.

Sholeh moved, looking to find out who was bothering him.

" What's up Buk,?"

" There's Rizal, he's in a hurry. Try to meet him soon",

Sholeh went straight past the mother, meeting Rizal in the living room.

Sholeha also ran after her husband.

" What's up, ?" ask Sholeha in a panic.

" Duh deck, sorry yes, Mas nitip Al yes. Fatih's vomiting all of a sudden, we're going to the clinic",

" Oh my God, I can. Trus where Al is", Sholeha is impatient.

" His Al is asleep, your mother will take you here" said Rizal worried.

" I will take you, let Sholeha accompany Al at home we can go there now" said Sholeh calming.

" No need for Leh, you accompany Leha",

After saying that Rizal rushed home, while Sholeha also prepared to go with Sholeh.

***

" You can't sleep yet?" ask Sholeh to his wife.

" Not yet, mind Fatih",

They were in Fatih's room, Al was asleep there. Sholeha lay down next to Al, while Sholeh sat next to Sholeha.

" Wait for the news, hopefully nothing serious."

" I hope so, "

" Sleep if you're sleepy, let them wait for you to come home !"

Sholeha shook her head, she rubbed Al's head fondly.

The hour hand just keeps circling the numbers that are getting night, Rizal has not yet gone home. Sholeha with all her might restrained her sleepiness, she was reluctant to fall asleep fearing Al suddenly woke up and cried.

The sound of the door opening, Sholeh rushed forward to see who was coming.

" Oh, by yourself?"

" Leh, pick Al yes. Fatih should be hospitalized maybe tomorrow afternoon can go home. "

" Fatih why Mas?" ask Sholeha who just came out of the room.

" Nobody's serious, but it needs supervision. Your mom makasa nginep aja"

" Thank God, I let Al be with us" Sholeha said.

Rizal looked at Sholeh.

" I'm sorry to interrupt your time, but it's still the first night" she said.

" Alah, what the hell is it. It's coming back to the clinic, pity Ayu", Sholeh replied with a smile, comforting Rizal who still looked gloomy.

" What do I need, let Leha get me?"

" The same blanket for Fatih Nduk",

Sholeha nodded, then prepared everything quickly.

Rizal rushed away, he had seen Al who was sleeping soundly in his sister's room, then he returned again to leave his two younger siblings.

" I go ya leh, oh yeah don't tell Mr Ibuk later they can't even sleep ! " Rizal.

" Yes, "Sholeha answered.

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