
In the morning Ali was already busy boiling eggs because his wife could not boil eggs, so he boiled the eggs himself, while his wife just stood beside him while continuing to look at him.
Kinanti looked at her husband with a big smile, even though in the apartment only two, she did not feel lonely, what more fitting night she felt warm because her husband taught after praying tahajud.
Her husband did not wake Kinanti to pray tahajud, but he knew that her husband was praying tahajud because when her husband let go of her embrace slowly, he woke up from his sleep.
Even though Kinanti woke up from her sleep, she kept her eyes closed because she did not want to participate in the tahajud prayer, but she saw her husband from the beginning of the prayer to the selsai, in fact, she was very calm when she heard the Quran recited by her husband.
But for some reason Kinanti who continued to look at her husband's face, she remembered her little Ali, her nose pointed, her lips very thin, her eyes very reassuring, and her smile made her heart calm.
"Ali, maybe you are also as big as Kaka's husband, your age is also the same, you and Kaka's husband are 22 years old." Inner Kinanti
After cooking the egg Ali directly apply the egg to the bread.
"Ali, I'm sorry for not being able to boil eggs."
Ali looked directly at his wife with a big smile.
"It's okay, you're not my maid Kinanti, I'll find a housekeeper so we don't have any hassles."
"Do you have money to pay for a housekeeper?"
"If only one of my house assistants could still."
Not only could she pay one housekeeper, she even paid 200 housekeepers a month, but she did not want to reveal her identity.
"Let's have breakfast."
Ali spoke while sitting in a chair.
"Original."
Ali looked directly at his wife as her name was called.
"What do you want to go to the pesantren? Do you want to explain why we married Ning Alisah?"
Actually the speech he wanted to ask from last night, but he did not dare until this morning only he asked about it to her husband because the speech continued to interfere with his mind from last night.
"Nothing I want to explain, it's all very clear. I was there as chairman of the board of students, of course I have to apologize and say that I can not teach including saying goodbye to everyone. Especially the same Umi and Abi who have educated me until now, even they only shake their heads when I do the act, I also often get cases every day for up to 3 months."
Ali let out a heavy sigh as he recalled the events of his childhood.
"After 3 months I realized that Mother wanted me to be a good child. Mother wants me to have faith, from there I began to learn to realize the wishes of Mother, I used to think that I had become a senior Mother would return, Mother, but until I served as chairman of the board of santri Bunda still has not returned."
Suddenly Ali's tears trickled down, she felt a great pain when she remembered her childhood.
"All that was just my wishful thinking, in fact Mother never wanted to come back to me, all these problems started from Dad, to make me have to lose Mother, Mother, and I have to lose my mother, you also must have known that my relationship with my father was not good when we were getting married yesterday."
Kinanti immediately stood up, she immediately approached her husband, then immediately hugged her husband who was still in a sitting position, for some reason her heart was also very sick when she heard the explanation from her husband, maybe that's the reason why in the apartment her husband does not have a picture frame, there is only one photo in the room of her husband that she believes that the hijab woman is the Mother of her husband.
"Original."
"Assynnya!"
Ali immediately insinuated his father by saying his greetings first.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, what do you mean by you marrying Kinanti Ali?! Don't embarrass me for marrying Kinanti! Father should not have invited you from the beginning, whether you and Kinanti have different personalities. Your mother is a good woman, how can you marry Jallang?!"
"Enough! Now, if you want to knock my wife out of your dirty mouth, you better not have to call me! Since your betrayal of Mother, I have never used the Kusuma clan again since then, because I feel I do not deserve to use your very honorable Kusuma clan, and so honorable that you don't want me, then do you still deserve to manage my life?!"
Kinanti immediately hugged her husband again when she heard the voice of her husband who was very emotional while occasionally her husband rubbed his own face violently. Ali also returned a hug from his wife while being privileged in his heart.
"So bad your mouth is Ali! You are from a small life in pesantren, but you seem to have no upbringing!"
"Then do I have to honor the man who broke my Mother's heart?! Even I did not get affection from Mother until left by Mother somewhere. All because of you! If only you had asked my Mother to help your company without the frills of love I might not have a depraved Father like you!"
Since Father and Mother officially divorced, since then Ali did not call Dad to Kenan.
"Just tell me Dad's next, if you still want to keep your monthly money Kinanti Dad stop!"
"I can still look for sustenance, so I don't care, just eat all of your money, but one thing you have to remember, I'll be way above you. The wealth that you have always been proud of belongs to my Mother, you shameless! Assalamualaikum!"
"Brazed kid! I don't know who you are like! Said your Mother meekly, but you have a rough and arrogant mouth! Well, I'll see where you live independently!"
Ali who heard the anger of his father, he breathed a heavy sigh without wanting to meldeni the words of his father, then he immediately answered his own greeting that he said.
"Wa'alaikumsalam."
After saying that Ali immediately severed his connection unilaterally.
"Sorry I'm too emotional, are you afraid of me?"
Ali asked as he puffed his head to look into his wife's eyes.
"Absolutely not, then what if your monthly money is stopped?"
"I'm fine as long as I don't part with you, you want to live a simple life with me?"
"Yes, thank you so much for giving me faith, you believe that I am still holy, right?"
"I believe."
"Why can you believe it?"
"I just believe that if you are my soul mate, holy or not I am not at all concerned about it. Mother once said, do not marry the woman of the scales and her language, but marry the woman you want to guide to her paradise."