My husband is my teacher
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Hooom.... Afriadi yawned his hands shut his mouth wide open, out of his room walking towards the kitchen.

He took a drink of water, sat for a while in a chair and drank, according to the sunah the Prophet ate and drank sat down, do not stand.

How many minutes later, he stepped back into his room, when he wanted to climb the stairs, his gaze turned to a moving figure lying on the sofa in a blanket of darkness.

Afriadi gulped his saliva, his face was a bit shocked, in his mind there was already one such figure, especially if not a ghost, his hands were looking for contact lights, bringing him to life. He who was curious about the figure, tried to approach him, step by step Afriadi approached the figure.

When he got in front of that figure.

How shocked again when he saw that figure.

"Silts..." Afriadi looked at the sleeping Latika by hugging the photo, and tears were dripping out.

He sat on the floor facing Latika, his hand taking a photo of Latika hugging, how shocked again when he saw the photo of who Latika was hugging, who was hugging, who else if not a photo of him with his master's men and a photo of Latika's parents.

Afriadi was speechless looking at the photo of his parents, a sweet smile etched beautifully on his lips.

Looking at the photo he recalled the togetherness with his master, and the message from them.

His eyes glanced towards Latika who was asleep negligently. Tampa hesitated as she directed her hand to rub Latika's head, her eyes constantly looking towards Latika.

At once he was stunned by Latika's self, "Smooth skin...

What a beautiful lips... Egh.." - Egh..."

PLAQUE... His hand pressed his bidat so as not to think non-no, "Astaffirullah... What am I thinking, Af."

"Sad... Deck... Get up the deck." Afriadi woke up Latika, her voice faintly heard in Latika's ears.

Um... Lazily Latika opened her eyes, her still hazy eyes looking at Afriadi, back to sleep again.

"Dec... Get up on the deck, sleep in the room," Afriadi reawakens Latika.

Afriadi's voice was still faintly heard in Latika's ears.

Um... Latika woke up from her sleep with her eyes still closed, sat for a while and then fell apart again, sleeping again.

"Dec... Grandpa... Grandpa..." Afriadi slowly pressed his cheek so that he woke up, his hand felt the tenderness of Latika's cheek.

But still Latika did not wake up.

He's too sleepy.

Huh... Afriadi let out a short sigh, "Forced by it."

1... 2... 3. hup....

Afriadi held Latika, taking her to the room. When he arrived he immediately laid her down, and enveloped her, "Good night, Deck."

Afriadi immediately came out of Latika's room.

Hour after hour passed, it did not feel the day was already dawn, azan roared and made merdunya in mosques, mosques, and surau, calling Muslims to pray.

When Latika opened her eyes she was surprised that she was already in the room, her heart wondered, "My feeling last night I came out, why am I here? Last night I was out or in my room?.

Latika scratched - scratched his head when it was not itchy, he was confused last night he was outside or in the room.

"Ah... Forget it, pray first," Latika's heart said.

Latika immediately took ablution water, and performed prayers.

A few minutes after the prayer.

He remembered something...

"Ah... Yes, I left the room last night, and... Huh..." Latika realized something, "Astagufirullah... The photo... Which picture is it?." she realized that her parents' picture was not with her.

Rushing Latika ran out of the room towards the sofa.

He looked at the sofa and the table, there were no pictures of him. Again he searched around the sofa and the table, under the sofa, bring the table. But still nothing, there are only photos of Afriadi's parents are neatly arranged.

Latika sat down on the sofa again - again her tears were shed again, Latika removed the thing that was most precious to her, the only other memory along with them.

Bik Ipah who passed by saw Latika crying, came to him, "Non what's the matter crying?."

"I-it's a bik." Latika looked at Bik Ipah, wiping away her tears, "Did Bibik see the picture of my parents?."

Huh... Bik Ipah was a little surprised, he had never seen a photo of Latika's parents before. He shook his head, "No Non."

"Huu... Where's the picture?." Latika went back looking around, her hands ruffled the sofa cushions.

Once again he looked for the photo, and was petrified with Bik Ipah.

A few minutes later.

"No Bik," lamented Latika, her tears dripping.

"Ah... If nothing, how Non asked with the master, how do you know the master there -" Unfinished Bik Ipah spoke Latika had run up the stairs to his room.

Latika's heart suspected that Afriadi was holding a photo of her parents, "Last night I saw her face vaguely in a dream. Who else took me to the room except for him, there's no way Bik Ipah. Bik Ipah won't be able to lift me up if Mang Juneb isn't possible."

The Afriadi Room.

The guy sits on the lip of the bed, "Huh... Sleepy, take a nap." Afriadi threw himself down, his eyes starting to shut.

When Latika came in. His eyes were immediately fixed on one goal: his photo, he saw his picture right there in the pocket of Afriadi's shirt.

Daringly Latika approached him.

"Ah... He's sleeping again, good this is a good opportunity." Latika's heart exclaimed cheerfully, seeing Afriadi sleeping.

Slowly his hand began to move to take the photo, already stunned by his photo.

Arrive - arrive...

TAPS...

Afriadi caught Latika's hand, his hand was pushed until it was held by Afriadi's chest.

Hohs... Latika's eyes glared at her hand that was attached to Afriadi's chest, this was her first experience.

Afriadi's eyes slowly opened looking at Latika, he smiled, Latika joined in with a forced smile.

"Let's me go." his heart swore.

"Sad... If you enter someone's room, excuse yourself, or knock on the door.

Not good.." said Afriadi not in Latika's hearing, he was just silent, still shocked with his hands attached to Afriadi's chest.

"Dek...," call Afriadi.

"Hand release?." Latika's flat tone came out.

"Ah... Sorry..." Afriadi let go of his hand and Latika immediately pulled his hand, "So why did Adek enter the room brother?." Afriadi woke up and sat on the bed, rubbing his hair.

"Handsome.." Latika's heart cheered.

He was momentarily stunned by her.

"Sir..." Afriadi waved his hand in front of Latika.

"Eh... That's... Photo." Photo." Latika pointed at the photo of her parents who were in the pocket of Afriadi's nightgown.

Oh... Afriadi took the photo in his pocket, and gave it to Latika.

When Latika wanted to take it, she kept the photo away, like toying with him,"Et... Sit down first."

His hand slapped - poking the mattress next to him, giving the code.

Latika who knew her meaning was instead sitting away from her.

"Adek just heard not what my brother said,"

"Ep... Said what?." Latika really wasn't listening.

"No.." right." Afriadi looked at another Latika.

"Ah... Da... Da... That's." Latika felt differently with Afriadi's eyes nodding seductively just pretentious to hear Afriadi's words earlier, hoping that Afriadi would not ask.

But in fact Afriadi asked, "What is it?."

"Ahaha... Adek don't listen." Latika laughed bitterly, scratching her head, innocently, "Can repeat?."

Afriadi smiled slightly at Latika's behavior, "Adek...

Adek If you enter someone's room, excuse me or knock on the door.

Not good just to go in... If anyone enters the adek room tampa excuse me must be angry, or upset? Well Adek understand what you mean."

"Empah bang.

Adek apologized earlier did not excuse me anymore," Latika lowered her head to hear the words that sounded clearly in Latika's ears.

"I knew I was wrong, it was me..." Latika's heart cheered stubbornly still avoids not wanting to admit wrong even though it is wrong.

"Heem... Here's the picture, take good care, don't lose it." Afriadi returned a photo of Latika's parents that he accidentally took last night.

Latika took the photo from her hand, rubbing the photo, "Em."

"Whose picture is that?." Afriadi asked, but clearly he knew that if it was a photo of Latika's parents, he wanted to get used to talking to Latika to be more familiar.

"Photos of my parents." Latika answered lightly.

"Ep... Where are they now?," Afriadi's question made Latika pause for a while, her tears dripping down again.

Afriadi who saw him crying, shifted closer, "Ah, Adek is okay - what? Are your parents there?"

"Hiks... O-parents are gone, m-they've left adek first, hiks..." Latika's words are interrupted - broken.

"Oh... Sorry, you don't know." Afriadi was a little sad to remember his parents who were gone too.

Tampa hesitates that Afriadi immediately turns to Latika who is nearby,

a warm hug Latika could feel, somehow Latika felt better when Afriadi called her, she felt that there were still people who loved her again.

"Adek do not feel that if there are no parents anymore then no one will love Adek, because Brother is there for Adek, Brother will always be there for Adek, Adek, Brother will try to love Adek as much as Brother, dear brother Adek," said Afriadi.