My Imam, Surgaku
(22). Romantic Husain.
The night passed as usual. The moon changed tasks with the sun. Gives its light back to the earth that was pitch dark all night.
The sun this time shone brightly. The wind whistled the leaves as it should. The atmosphere from dawn until this morning remained as cold as it should have been. Make a pair of eyes reluctant to open. Choose to close yourself with a blanket.
But inevitably, the pair of eyes must still be open. Because his duty is waiting to be carried out as soon as possible.
"Where are you?"
Normally, when Azalea chose to return to sleep after the dawn prayer, Husain would do the same as well. But apparently, when Azalea's eyes were open, she did not find Husayn in their room.
When accidentally his eyes looked to the side of the bed, the corner of Azalea's eyes immediately caught a tray on which there was a glass of milk and a plate of her favorite bread.
Azalea's smile came up without asking. His heart warmed knowing Husain was still the same as the previous morning who would be sweet and warm.
Not only breakfast, Husain also left a piece of paper stuck in his milk glass. Looking at the writing alone, Azalea could immediately know who the author was.
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There is something I look forward to more every morning than sunshine, that is your smile. Good morning my best love💛.
Still with the same hope every morning.
Someday, I want to live by the ocean in an old cottage with a person I love and it is you.
Btw if you find me, I'll regym, baby. Breakfast you eat. I had breakfast earlier.
^^Ur love, Husain.^^^
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Azalea's face flushed red after reading Husain's sweet letter. Her husband was indeed the most able to make her blush in embarrassment.
Husain was actually aware that he was a human being that God created so worthily and perfectly. Azalea once thought that if at that time she chose to compensate for the negligence she had made, maybe Azalea would never again be able to feel the taste of being loved so deeply by Husain. Now, Azalea believed these words, 'Back the sorrow and misfortune that befalls you, God will replace it with happiness many times over'.
If Azalea had been a novelist, Husain would have been the most beautiful actor Azalea would have written. Simple reason. For Azalsa, Husayn was the most memorable man in his life. No matter how little effort Husain put in for him, Azalea liked him.
In addition, Husain also always managed to give the butterfly effect on Azalea at any time.
Amidst the beautiful daydream, Azalea suddenly heard the sound of footsteps that she believed was the sound of footsteps of Husain who was walking closer to their room. Making the woman automatically instantly smile widely. The man she was waiting for has returned.
Chequek.
"Good morning, my precious husband,"
Azalea shouted cheerfully greeting Husain along with the door that opened from the outside. Featuring Husain with black training and a black shirt that looks right on his body. Even Azalea could see the breastplate and the torn bread of Husayn which became her favorite.
"Good morning too, my sunshine. How do you sleep last night? Did you have a sweet dream?" ask Husain gently.
The man approached Azalea who was sitting sweetly on the edge of her bed. Give a good morning kiss on the forehead, both cheeks and lips Azalea.
"yeah. Sleeping Aza soundly. Even Aza was also a beautiful dream," Azalea replied in a carefree tone.
"May you know what that dream is?"
Azalea nodded quickly. His face seemed very enthusiastic to tell her his beautiful dream.
"Can. You know, last night Azalea had a dream that we would have children and live happily ever after,"
Husain smiled sweetly. His hand pulled Azalea's body to him. Giving a sweet kiss on the head of the wife.
"Aamiinu. May Aza's dream come true. Now breakfast after that shower. At half-eight we leave for the office. Okay, love?"
"okkey. Ready to be done."
"Ur so cute. And I love it."
Almost every day Azalea listened to the romantic expression of Husayn's lips. But it still feels the same as the first time Husain said it. Azalea would still be wrong if Husain had taken romantic expressions from his lips.
...-Husain and Azalea --...
"We got here. For the continuation, we will discuss another time. Thanks."
Husain abruptly ended the meeting they had held. Make some employees whisper about what the reason their big boss who is known for being disciplined and assertive arrives - suddenly ending their unfinished meeting until the end.
One by one the employees attending the meeting came out of the room. It was Azalea's turn to get out of her chair and out of the meeting room. But it was strictly forbidden by Husain.
"Miss Azalea Hilya, there's something I want to talk about,"
"Good, sir,"
"Ameer, Riyana, you can come out. I'd like to have a one-on-one talk with Miss Azalea,"
"Good, sir."
After Ameer and Riyana came out of the meeting room, Husain immediately changed the look of his originally cold face to warm and soft.
His hand reached Azalea who was on the table for her to hold.
"You why hm? You sick?"
Azalea shook her head, "Aza is not sick brother. But --" the great-grandson slowly.
"But?"
"It looks like Aza is menstruating again," he said slowly.
"You wait here, brother buy the pads first,"
"Sister, not ashamed?" ask Azalea.
Husain. For Husain, whatever he does for his wife, he will never be ashamed of doing it.
"Son, honey. Why are you ashamed. Yes, you wait here. You won't be long."
"OK on."
Ten minutes later, the meeting room door opened from the outside. Featuring Husain carrying two crackles. Don't forget her always smiling sweet and cute face towards Azalea.
Upon his arrival in front of Azalea, Husayn landed a friendly kiss on the forehead of Azalea who had been willing to wait for him for ten minutes.
"So, you'll find the pads first"
Husain's hand shrewdly ransacked the contents of the crackle he brought. Take out one by one the contents of the crackle, until finally he found the object he was looking for.
"Tadaa, I found it." exclaimed Husain with a happy face. The man gave the pads he bought to his wife.
"So said the cashier, this is the best sanitary pad. Guaranteed not to be broken. And comfortable to wear for activity. How to wear it is easy. You stay --"
"Stop it, Love!" Azalea arrived - suddenly exclaimed quickly. Cut off Husain's speech which he thought was too frontal.
"Abang, Aza already knows how to wear it. After all, this is not Aza's first period. So, you do not need to tell Aza how to use it," he continued trying as gently as possible.
"Oh yes, I forgot. Sorry, honey, you're too excited."
"It's okay. Aza wants to go to the bathroom first. You wait here."
"Can't you come?" Husain asked with his innocent face.
"What do you want to do?"
"Once you need help installing the pads. Brother is ready, baby." said Husain sparkling. As if that was the most impressive thing.
"BRANCH! WHATEVERS!" yelled Azalea frustrated.
Azalea left Husain giggling. The man's face looked satisfied to see a frustrated face mixed with Azalea's annoyance. When else could Husain take his wife.
- To Be Continue -