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Kirana just finished her tahajud. Time still shows at half-three in the morning. Then he continued dhikr. There was a peace that slowly filled the space of the girl's heart. Still on top of the prayer mat, he squealed. I want it to linger there.
Heart's wet. Slowly, the mystery of his life unfolds. Like puzzle pieces that are now connected to each other. Doesn't life have to be happy at last. He must learn to forgive. Not only were they sick, they didn't want it this way. But the destiny of life says something else.
The sound of the house door on a slow knock. Kirana stopped her dhikr. Ammar. Was he? Wishingfully. Heart's clanging. He hurried to welcome the beloved who was sorely missed. When the door opened, the figure was real standing before him. He had no power not to slap into the man's arms. And so is Ammar. For a while the two halal couples tightened up on each other. Rashid scratched his head.
“Ea.ae... Uh you guys hug me, then I stand while watching you guys. Apes nian my fate! I'm not told to go in. Sister-in-law.”
Ammar laughed at his cousin's behavior.
“Sorry Rashid. Comein! Kirana.
“Lha Brother, not asked to enter too,” goda Ammar.
Kirana pulled her husband's hand and brought him inside.
“Abang hot once body. Pain, Bang?”
“Kangen sister-in-law,” whispered Rashid in Kirana's ear.
Kirana's face immediately blushed. Ammar glanced at Rashid.
Hearing the noise in the living room, her mother and grandmother woke up and soon joined in. Kirana introduces her mother and grandmother to Rashid and Ammar. Then Ammar kissed the hands of the two women full of reverence. Rashid followed his brother. In Ammar's mind there is still a pile of questions. But he chose silence. There is a time to explain. Kirana is more important than that. Ammar loves Kirana whole. No matter the origin.
“Shortly, Ki wants to go to the kitchen first.”
Kirana was about to turn around, but her mother prevented her.
“You accompany your husband, son. Let the mother make you drink.”
“But, Mom..”
“Sstt.take your husband a break. He must be tired.”
His mother whispered softly.
“Rasyid, if you want to rest, it's his room.”
“Okey. Sister-in-law is very kind. But Rashid wants to hitch a ride to the bathroom first.”
“Ohya, it's straight just keep turning left.”
Rashid ngeloyor milamai pentintuk kirana. Ammar looked at his longing wife as they were alone in the living room. His hand touched Ki's cheek gently.
“Abang not told to rest Darling.”
Kirana brushed off her husband's hand. He felt uncomfortable if his mother, grandmother or Rashid suddenly came.
And right, shortly thereafter, his mother came carrying a tray containing warm tea and snacks. Ammar and Rashid screwed him slowly. After chatting for a while, Rashid asked permission to break down. He felt very sleepy because from the beginning he held the wheel. Meanwhile Kirana was embarrassed to take Ammar to the room.
“Ki, take your husband to the room, son!”
“Iya, Mum.”
Ammar was pleased, his mother-in-law was understanding. Then glanced at his wife who looked timid.
“Ki, you didn't hear what mom said just now.”
Ammar teases again. Kirana is very groggy. Intentionally he was stalling for time.
“Don't long my queen,” said Ammar while peeping chirana cheek so make the girl salting.
Kirana's heart seemed to be coming off. Then he rushed to the kitchen to prepare a basin and a small towel. In the kitchen, she seemed busy cooking.
“Ki help ya ma'am? But Ki wants to compress Brother first.”
Mother looks. Then shake.
“Let Mother and your mother cook. You accompany your husband. Cassian she's sick.”
Kirana nodded. While breathing in, Kirana stepped towards the room where Ammar was resting.
“Abang, Ki compress yes. Body brother hot once.”
Kirana started compressing Ammar. Starting from the forehead, neck to chest. For fifteen minutes. Slowly his body temperature began to fall. Then he asked Ammar for permission to change the water in the kitchen.
“That's enough, baby. I'm doing it.”
Ki was about to step out to put a basin of compressed water into the kitchen. Ammar's hand held him.
“Put it down below only. Ki don't go. Friend Brother here.” Kirana squeezed her hands which were starting to get cold. Then sit on the edge of the bed.
“Ki.mau kan hugged my brother. Brother Kangen,” pinta Ammar. Kirana had not answered, but the man's hand immediately pulled slowly on her body and drew closer to her chest. Hugged it tightly. Kirana has no power to refuse. There was heat running through his body. Heart palpitations due to fear of imagining what happens next. There was a true longing bursting about in the corner of his heart. Too embarrassed to show.
“Can you, Brother ask now?”
Ki was shocked by Ammar's request. Is he not in a fit condition. Why can I still think of it. Kirana really did not think.
“Kan Abang sick?”
“Makanya Abang asked for diobatin same Ki.”
Ki doesn't understand what her husband is saying. But Ammar's hand began to be difficult to control after that.
“We pray first yes, dear. It's been memorized, right?” ammar whispers. His face began to stiffen.
Kirana nodded while squeezing a finger.
For a while, both of them let go of longing and arousing desire. For both Kirana and Ammar this is an unforgettable first experience for life.
The dawn prayer had just reverberated when the two men had just finished their worship. Although it was delayed a few days, but it did not reduce their happiness.
“Still yes, Darling.” Ammar kissed his wife. Kirana who was still ashamed sunk her face into the chest of her husband's field.
“You want more?" ammar asked with the intention of seducing his wife. Spontaneous Kirana pinched her husband's stomach, so Ammar immediately shouted in shock. While in the next room that was only a tripek not a wall, the cry of Ammar made Rashid wake up.
“Haduh. You guys are doing it. Brisik knows. Not satisfied with me.”
Ammar chuckles. Imagine Rashid's face that must be upset. In fact, he deliberately teased by making noises that made Rashid unable to sleep.
“Abang do not do dong, Kasian Rashid.”
“Biarin. From yesterday he sneledekin brother continues.”
“Ohya, Brother wants to take Ki on honeymoon. Where are you going?”
“Terlarah. The same is important brother.”