Mr Love Love
Friendship

There is a kind of attraction to each other in every friendship, there is no friendship without attraction. That is a bitter truth. The language of friendship is not just words, but the language of friendship is full of meaning. And many people will come in and out of our lives, but only true friends will leave a trace in our hearts.

As tonight I felt sad to see the cheerful figure of Araf lying weakly on the bed, I felt bound to him and I felt sad for his helplessness.

"Sabina, I'm guessing right! Araf has a severe allergy. I don't know what food he can't eat until his face is full of red spots. Fever worsened his condition. I hope you can take good care of him. I've given him medicine, God willing his red spots will soon disappear.

Don't let him eat heavy meals, for breakfast tomorrow morning you should give him warm porridge. Perhaps by getting sweet treatment from his wife doctor Araf will soon be cured." The Nature doctor said at length, instead of encouraging me he chuckled while patting me on the shoulder.

Sweet treatment!

After the Nature doctor left, those two words just kept dancing in my brain memory. How can I give sweet treatment to Araf mas when his soul has not received my presence. I don't know what the contents of the envelope he gave me to the point that I felt like I was shaking when I held it.

"Hmmm... What do I do if you're like this? You have not rejected me, nor have you accepted my presence. I'm mad at you. But, when you saw you fall asleep, you looked like an adorable cat, instantly my anger instantly evaporated. And I will never insult you behind your back.

I'm not a woman to hide my feelings. You can reject me as much as you can, but you have to remember never to be in a relationship with another woman as long as you're still attached to me. If you dare to do that, I don't know how bad I'll show you in front of you." My babble while staring at my finger which is still held tightly by Araf mas.

Meanwhile, my other hand rubbed the top of Araf's head. My mom used to do the same thing when she wanted to calm me down. And oddly enough I did the same thing to him who is now officially my life partner.

Really, this moment feels so sweet. Sweeter than honey. What better than this? Clutching each other's fingers and sleeping on the same bed.

Out of nowhere my courage came, I looked at the beautiful face of Araf who was still asleep with a gaze of affection and Love, without thinking long I even landed a kiss on the top of his head.

Sabine... You're really naughty. How dare you steal a kiss. I never knew you were a master thief. What if Mas Araf finds out that you kissed him when he was unconscious? If that happens you won't be able to look him in the face. I muttered in my heart while raising my head and stopping my kiss at the top of Araf's head.

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Allah akbar... Allah akbar...

Allah akbar... Allah akbar...

I woke up just as Azan at dawn started to hang around the city, my whole body was numb but as hard as I could try to get up from the bed where I slept all night.

I didn't realize I was asleep holding Sabina's fingers together. I had to go to the bathroom, clean myself and then put my face on the life-giving God.

Just as I was about to get out of bed, I realized Sabina was starting to wake up, slowly releasing her lentic fingers from my grasp, for some reason I chose to pretend to sleep when Sabina touched my forehead with her hands.

"You don't have a fever anymore, thank God." Said Sabina in a soft tone of voice.

Hmmmmm!

Sabina yawned while covering her lips with her right hand. Walk slowly towards the bathroom while moving his body which may feel pain because he sleeps while sitting. I never imagined it would be a nuisance to Sabina on her first night living in my house.

It didn't take long for Sabina to be in the bathroom, she came out with only a towel wrapped around half her body. His face was beaming, I'm sure he must have thought that I was still sleeping, in fact I was pretending to be asleep.

Araf... What's wrong with you? Are you a real man? Why do you pretend to sleep when you know you're not sleeping? Do you want to steal a chance in narrowness? Basic suck! I muttered inwardly as I stared at Sabina's body standing in front of the closet.

Honestly, hearing Sabina's words I wanted to laugh. This is the bad effect too often watching the drama, a wife always suspected of her husband. Slowly Sabina walked towards the bed, she looked at me with a suspicious look. A second later he waved his hand in front of my face.

Lord... It's really a big challenge, give me strength so I don't laugh. Otherwise, Sabina would have known that I was pretending. I said softly in my heart while biting my lower lip so that my laughter would not come out.

"Thank God Araf is still sleeping. My worries are completely useless." Grumpy Sabina while walking backwards. Sabina started to remove the towel on her head then slowly revealed the towel that was on her body.

Before I went too far I immediately improved my sleeping position, trying to withstand the turmoil in my heart and then turning my back to Sabina who was currently busy with changing clothes.

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I walked slowly down the stairs, my chest still felt tight but I tried to force myself to prepare and leave for Mama's house.

"Mas Araf is here? I'm sorry, I should have brought you breakfast sooner. Look at me, I even look like a housewife who is less deft. I failed on my first day." Sabina said as she folded her arms in front of her chest.

"Failed? Who said you failed? Instead I salute you very much, I salute you because you play a very good role, take care of me and prepare breakfast for me." I said while sitting at the dinner table.

"Are you sure you're gonna use that?" I pointed at Sabina's head.

"Aahhhhhhhhhhhh... This is?" The reply was brief while holding the cloth covering his head.

For the second time I saw Sabina covering her head with a covering cloth, she looked graceful wearing it. It's just that I don't want him to force himself to use it because it's by my side, I don't want to see him using a headscarf if he intends to open it again. To me, each woman looks graceful as she covers parts of the body that they should not have appeared in front of other men. If Sabina had decided to use the hijab then I would not have let her take it off again.

I'm a playboy, but I've never been narrow-minded, anything else to the point of thinking badly of any woman.

"Yes... I decided to wear it. I'll never take it off. If Mas Araf is angry because I wear the hijab, then the answer is not me who is wrong but something wrong with your heart." Sabina said. His eyes are sharp.

For some reason I imagined being arguing with Sabina, I was sure that if it really happened I would definitely lose. Just looking at her pretty eyes I started to squeak.

"No. I won't ban you. You can wear it." My words were short, my lips showing off a smile.

"O yes, Mama called. He asked us to visit his house. There is a tradition of welcoming a son-in-law. I didn't know that there was such a tradition in my family." My neighbor again. Sabina who heard my rant could only nod her head resignedly.

"Take your breakfast, after that we'll go."

Now it is my turn to nod at Sabina's words, is marriage really this simple? Talk at the dinner table, smile together, and stare at each other in silence? I don't know if I didn't know that myself. Right now I'm thinking about Alan, I wish he'd be my counselor in love and household affairs, because no man loves his wife more than he does.

For a moment I refocused. I'm sure Sabina hasn't read the envelope, if she's already read it she'll definitely ignore me.

Ooohhhh no, no matter how I have to take the envelope. The first thing I have to do is get to know him, start a friendship and share his joys and sorrows. I am sure love will grow like a rose in a flower garden, they are beautiful and fertile for ever. I murmured in my heart while scratching my head which was not itchy. I looked at Sabina's face, she looked ordinary. While me? I'm like a hot worm, I can't even control my heart to keep from pounding.

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