Love Sholeha
Irma Wedding

The words ijab and qabul are heard aloud, as well as the witnesses who answer them with the word Sah. All offered prayers, said Aamiin solemnly, a pair of newlyweds smiling so widely.

Here, in the courtyard of Irma's residence, Sholeh was joining his wife to congratulate her best friend.

Irma's soul mate seemed to descend from the sky, after the night of Nuzul Qur'an Ramadan yesterday he was lamar pak ustadz in the next village. Irma who is very fond of the figure of the sweet little fat man, did not delay the good time until now has been legal to be his wife.

" Congratulations, new manten" said Sholeha hugging Irma.

" You are also new" Irma replied unwillingly.

The two laughed at each other, clasping their hands together so tightly. Then they took pictures to capture this story for tomorrow.

Irma accepted her husband's proposal and is willing to get married today, after Lebaran became the bride's second choice to move on to a new life. Sholeha even had time to feel lied to by the news that Irma gave at that time, because she did not believe.

Sholeha looked very happy, her laughter did not diminish a bit from her face. Likewise with Irma, the newlyweds look more familiar than Sholeh and Sholeha today.

It is not the case of Sholeh's crime dramas that often make his wife sulk, this time Sholeh is the one who is frowning from earlier. Sholeha can only guess, what else if not jealous because of the figure of Arman who is also here.

Arman became a strong figure, watching the two women of his time take each other with his choice and forget about him. Heran, Sholeh still had time to envy Arman, he said because he was younger than him.

Sholeha did not even think, where there are jealous just because he saw his ex-wife's lover, Sholeha also not close together let alone chat with him. It was so easy for jealousy to arise in her husband's heart.

" Well, was asked even dicuekin?" Sholeha nudged her husband's arm slowly.

They had just said goodbye to Irma, Sholeha looks upset to see Sholeh who daydreams since.

" Ha, what, why?" sholeh replied in shock.

" Want to go home, or where you used to be. Think what the hell, still jealous?" sholeha asked, quietly and grumbling.

" Whatever, "he answered.

" Ih, it's Mas who drives, in question even up to. The habit of getting angry is not clear" said Sholeha getting upset.

Sholeh took out his motorbike from the parking lot, still remaining silent unwilling to hear his wife who was advancing her lips earlier.

When the motor arrived in front of Sholeha, her husband still showed his sour face. As if not bothered with Sholeha who has frowned too.

Sholeha felt lazy in her husband's bonceng, also upset because Sholeh's attitude is too trivial if discussed in the middle of the road like this. But it was impossible if she had to go home on foot just because her husband had silenced her.

Along such a rigid journey, the two of them sank further into silence. Sholeha no longer protests about going home anywhere.

Apparently Sholeh turned around, and headed towards his house. Sholeha was silent, but she had packed a little of her clothes. But it seems that her husband does not remember her as a result of sulking.

The couple got off their favorite vehicle, walking ahead of each other to the room. They haven't really greeted each other since.

The upset Sholeha is kept silent, and the chivalrous Sholeh with her jealousy for no reason.

Sholeha took off her veil, removed the makeup, relaxed in front of the glass. Sometimes she glanced at what her husband was doing who was acting like a child. Sholeha remained silent.

Sholeh changed her clothes with a t-shirt and color pants. He casually laid his body in the middle of the bed while playing a cell phone, ignoring his wife who he realized was glancing at him.

So also with Sholeha who is more relaxed with her small activities, with a sense of annoyance that has been so piled up in her chest. Sholeha was just waiting, the extent to which her husband remained silent.

The powder and lipstick are finished in the clean, just change the dress with negligee. Sholeha pulled the armless negligee hanging. The heat of the day like this, the more comfortable it is to wear thin clothes without arms.

Without realizing it, Sholeh glanced at his wife, but was reluctant to tease as he usually did all this time. He just threw away his face trying not to see his wife change clothes.

About ten minutes, Sholeh finally heard the voice calling his wife.

" That..."

Sholeha did not answer.

" Yang, sorry" said Sholeh.

There was no movement from the wife, Sholeh even hugged Sholeha from behind.

" Yang, dengerin dong"

Sholeh increasingly tightened his embrace, so that the wife would respond to him.

" So long ago, I didn't mean to be angry with you" Sholeh said in his wife's ear.

Sholeha was still comfortable with her position, trying to hold back from making a sound.

Suddenly Sholeha turned around slowly, after not hearing her husband's voice whining like that.

Sholeha was surprised, when faced with her husband's face that was smiling widely, felt successfully had seduced her.

" Well, why use jealousy. Kan Leha just answered her greeting, too much. Until a prolonged frown like this. Move away ah Leha sleepy"

Sholeha removed Sholeh's hand from her stomach.

" I'm sorry, can't hide the jealousy well, next time don't smile like him. It hurts a lot today Mas" replied Sholeh so quickly.

" This mas, jealousy continues. Same Al jealous, same Fatih what else. Very strange, Leha tuh keles also ngadepin Mas that kayak gini"

Sholeha closed her eyes, not wanting much more to argue with her husband.

" I'm sorry, but I don't know either "

Sholeha patted the back of her husband's hand gently. He could not stand his heavy eyes anymore.

Both of them fell asleep with warm hugs in the current scorching weather. It's like it doesn't matter what the earth is out there. Not feeling wrong despite hugging and doing more than this.

If only he knew his wife was going to act like this, it was possible that Sholeh would have married her a long time ago. He was so forgiving and sensitive. Always acting like an adult, rather than her more like a teenage boy who is dating for the first time.

Sholeh smiled, peeking at Sholeha's forehead so slowly. " Thank you, baby.... You are different" Sholeh muttered.

One month, Sholeh lived a household life that is still so sweet, the more the day fell in love with the figure of Sholeha who is so simple with all his charm.

" That's...." Call Sholeh again.

" Hey..."

" I'm sorry about this ?"

" Don't be that way too often, Mom, Leha doesn't like to be put on the screen "

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