
"But, according to Mas the most delicious food is you. How addictive is it?" goda Farhan made Ameera pull back her blanket and cover her entire body.
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Ameera woke up because her alarm clock had rung. Ameera sat down while stretching her muscles that felt pained. Ameera took a towel and went into the bathroom. After that, do not forget she woke her husband for the congregational dawn prayer.
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"Mas, what breakfast do you want to make?" meera asked as she folded the face she had used.
"It's up to you, Meera."
She brushed her long hair and got ready to occupy herself in the kitchen. Ameera only makes a simple breakfast, which is her favorite shrimp fried rice. For some reason, shrimp is a favorite food of women of Acehnese blood.
While Ameera was still busy rummaging through her rice, Farhan got down and sat at the dinner table watching Ameera cook.
"Breakfast is ready, my dear!" said Ameera while carrying two dishes containing shrimp fried rice. She also poured a glass of water for her husband.
"Where are we going to take a walk? Want to shop at the mall, or to a tourist destination?" farhan asked on the sidelines chewing.
"Just travel, Mas. Meera's never been here. If shopping, in Indonesia can also," he said, his face also looks bright.
Farhan nodded, then they continued eating in silence. There was only the sound of the clanking of spoons and dishes that clashed with each other.
Now that Ameera and Farhan are in the car, their original destination is Loch Earn.
The large lake in the village of Lochernhead will make you amazed. Loch Earn is popular with water sports enthusiasts, from water skiing to canoeing/kayaking.
After arriving at the destination, Ameera really felt amazed by the place. He looked around with a radiant face.
"God, Mas. This place is very beautiful," Ameera praised making Farhan smile happily.
"Do you like this place?" ask Farhan. They were still standing in front of the car while observing the circumstances around which made them completely amazed.
Hurriedly Ameera nodded her head. With hands clasped together, Farhan led Ameera around the lake.
He was really impressed by what he saw. Every inch of the lake, as if presenting a different beauty.
"It doesn't feel like it's late afternoon, does it? Let's go somewhere else!" bring Farhan.
"Where, Mas?" ameera asked with sparkling eyes.
"Come with me! Later you will definitely feel more amazed again" said Farhan. Ameera pulled Farhan's hand and walked quickly to her car. As if I was impatient with what awaited him.
"This is the neist point lighthouse."
The neist point lighthouse is located on a large rocky cliff above the sea, on the shore. Sea water that absorbs sunlight makes the color turn blue, adds its own beauty and makes people feel at home for a long time to look at it.
Large waves that alternately storm the sharp cliffs that look sturdy, adding to the beauty that can not be revealed. Indeed, God's creation is always without loopholes.
The neist point lighthouse on the isle of skye first operated in 1909, and still works today.Among tourists, this place is considered as a place to witness the most beautiful sunset.
"Meera, the sun is about to set. This is a very good place to see the sunset" said Farhan gave a little info to his wife.
"Yes, Mas. Then let's just sit there. It seems like a very suitable place" Ameera said, pointing towards the vast expanse of sand.
"Come on!"
"Mas, look at that!" Ameera pointed to the sun that began to move in her dispute. "In a moment we will see a beautiful sight" cried Ameera excited.
Swastamita or commonly known to many people by the name of the sunset began to disappear below the horizon line in the west.
The red color in the sky at sunset adds to the impression of unparalleled beauty. As far as the eye can see, there is only beauty.
"God, it is so beautiful. No one can match His power." Again the words of praise were spewed from Ameera's lips. His eyes had not moved from the sun which began to look a little.
But it seemed that Farhan was not focused on what Ameera saw, not paying attention to what Ameera said. She was busy watching the face of the halal lover sitting beside her, who had now become her candlestick.
"Just like you, it's beautiful!" farhan said with eyes still busy measuring every inch of his wife's face.
"Who do you look like?" ask Ameera confused. She looked towards her husband, it turned out that Farhan was looking at her with a loving gaze, hehe.
"No. Come on, let's find the nearest mosque and pray." Farhan immediately pulled Ameera's hand to follow him.
Ameera followed Farhan's footsteps. After finding the nearest mosque, they also fulfilled their obligations as Muslims.
When they finished, they met again near the car.
"It's dark, Mom. How about we just eat out?" ameera and Farhan.
"Yes, now we immediately find the nearest restaurant."
Farhan and Ameera both installed their seat belts. Farhan drove his car to break up the city, they also looked left and right trying to find a place they would stop to just fill the stomach.
"Mas, looks like there's a place there. But, like a five-star restaurant," said Ameera disappointed.
"It's okay, we eat there. She was also very hungry." Farhan increased the speed of his car to get to the place designated by Ameera.
"Meera, what do you want to order?" tanya Farhan was still holding a notebook used to order food at the restaurant.
"What is important halal food, Mas."
Farhan immediately ordered the food according to what Ameera said.
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Ameera's phone placed on the table vibrated. Farhan peeked back at Ameera's phone screen, wondering who had contacted her.
It is clear that Dion contacted his wife. But Farhan pretended. Pretending not to know and not to care. He only continued his activities playing gadgets while occasionally smiling.
In fact, he himself did not know what he was being smelled at. Maybe he was laughing at himself. Too cowardly to try to have what should be his.
Laughing at his miserable fate. Not daring to express love to his own wife, really sad.
But Farhan was always astonished. Whenever Dion contacted Ameera, she never answered the call from her ex-husband. Nor refuse, just silence while occasionally looking at his phone.
Is it because he exists? Then, why?
However, Farhan remained silent with a million questions roaming freely in his mind.
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