My Imam, Surgaku
(41). The romance of Husain (again).

For Husayn, Azalea was the owner of the most soothing voice. The owner looks into the eyes that most nourish his heart and soul. And the owner of the most warming grips. It seemed that Husayn wanted to continue to hold Azalea and keep it for himself. Husayn did not want to share Azalea with anyone. And it was only on Azalea that Husayn wanted to continue fighting together and loving each other until old age.

Every prayer that Husain the sky, Husain always asked the Owner of Life that he wanted to be waffled together with Azalea. Husayn could not feel if he had to lose Azalea in his life. But Husayn was also unable to let Azalea live and fight alone without her.

Say Husayn lebay, but what he now feels is the true love that God has grown in his heart after his marriage to Azalea. Love stories only exist after marriage. Besides, it's just a story of adultery.

"Let's see what the hell? Very focused. Until Abang was in cuekin" Husain told Azalea who was watching something on her phone.

Azalea who was in Husain's warm embrace then turned her head and looked up at Husain. He smiled to find Husain looking at him with love and affection. "Aza again watching the Disney movie tinkerbell. Wh why? You want to watch it too?" Ask Azalea.

Husain shook his head in response to the question Azalea had given him. His left hand which hugged the waist of Azalea he pointed towards the belly of Azalea and stroked her. Occasionally Husayn kissed behind the mane of Azalea honey which always smelled fragrant in his sense of smell.

"Aren't you sleepy, honey?" Husayn asked which was answered with a slab by Azalea. "Tumbens. Usually, this brother's favorite is always bobo noon. How is it now?" Ask Husain again.

"I don't know" Azalea answered. But before long, Azalea suddenly turned off her phone and turned to face Husain.

"Why, hm? Sleepy?" Husayn asked, which Azalea answered.

"Keep if it's not sleepy, why dong?" Ask Husain again.

"She suddenly wanted to eat ice cream." The great-granddaughter of Azalea while playing her fingers over the chest of Husain's field.

"Yes already. Want to buy it now?"

"You," cried Azalea happily. Even Husayn could see the happy twinkle of eyes emanating in both the beautiful eyeballs of Azalea.

"Yes, change your clothes." Husayn's orders were answered nodding by Azalea.

After changing his clothes, Azalea immediately pulled Husain's hand out of the house impatiently.

"Slow down, baby. Supermarket will not run away," said Husain pulled Azalea's hand slowly to go hand in hand with him.

The plan, Husain wanted to go by car - so that Azalea was not overheated - to the supermarket in front of their home complex which was not too far away and could also be taken on foot more or less 5 minutes. But Azalea apparently prefers to walk to get there. Who inevitably must follow Husain considering this is his favorite bumil request.

Because the weather looks hot, then Husain took the initiative to bring an umbrella so that Azalea did not feel hot.

"Kok whose brother umbrella is only Aza doang anyway? Brother dong too." Azalea slightly pushed the umbrella above her head towards Husayn so that Husayn would not overheat either.

"You, baby." Reject Husayn who again directed the umbrella completely towards Azalea.

"Wouldn't! Aza wants Abang also to part of his umbrella. Let me not get hot!" Azalea protest sulks.

Not wanting to make his wife more sulky, Husain preferred to give up. "Look, my brother is also in his umbrella. Don't sulk again, the beauty will be gone." Husain said to try the minimalist nose Azalea.

"Yes, Aza did not sulk anymore," replied Azalea smiling broadly showing her neat teeth.

On their way almost to the supermarket, suddenly the slippers that Azalea was wearing broke. Azalea almost fell if Husayn did not swiftly capture Azalea's body.

"Well, Aza's sandal broke up Abang," fought Azalea with teary eyes.

"Father, baby. Put on your sandals, yes," Husayn persuaded Azalea who was about to cry. The problem is, Azalea sandals that are broken at this time are her favorite sandals that she always wears anywhere.

"But this is Aza's favorite sandal, Brother," he said sadly.

"Later to find sandals that are like this again. If no one's gonna find a more cute slipper than this, how about it?" Persuade Husain again.

"Really yes? You have to find sandals that are like this or if there is no brother should look for sandals that are more funny than this," pinta Azalea with a clear face.

"Yes, honey. Abang cariin. Now you're wearing your sandals, huh,"

"But if Aza wears Sandal Abang, continue to wear what do you wear? Later, you will no longer wear hot feet slippers," sad Azalea's great-grandson.

"Later to buy sandals in his supermarket. There's also selling sandals there." Husain said while removing the sandals he was wearing.

"Abang can ask Aza for help to hold her umbrella first?" Pinta Husain with a soft tone.

"Can." Azalea nodded her head.

After his umbrella was held by Azalea, Husayn crouched down before Azalea and put his head to the feet of Azalea. When his joints were perfectly fixed at the feet of Azalea, Husain chuckled at the small sight of his head which turned out to be very large at the feet of Azalea.

"Sendal Abang oversize at Aza's feet." Azalea chuckled after realizing that Husayn's sandals were too big on her tiny feet.

"Father, funny," Husain said as he stood up and took back the handle of his umbrella.

"Let's walk again" Husain asked.

During the trip to the supermarket, Azalea continued to babble saying that she wanted to buy many types and flavors of ice cream in the supermarket.

"May, but the food can only be one day huh?" Tympano Husain.

"Okay, Brother."

Arriving in front of the supermarket, Husain opened the door of his supermarket and invited Azalea to enter first into his supermarket. Only then did he enter his supermarket after placing their umbrellas on his supermarket parking lot.

"Where should you go for ice cream?"

In spirit, Azalea picked up some ice cream she wanted to try. Even Azalea also took many variants of ice cream flavor in addition to the chocolate taste that he had always bought.

"May you take this one too?" Azalea asked Husain, pointing to the ice cream, which cost more than any other ice cream.

"Can, baby. Take aja. Take what Aza wants," Husain replied gently.

Husayn would not forbid Azalea from buying food or drink that his wife liked while it was good for his wife to consume at this time. Only Husain will limit it if the drinks or foods that Azalea likes can have a bad impact on Azalea when consumed in large quantities such as ice cream.

"Udah?" Husain asked as he watched Azalea close her ice cream freezer.

"Udah, Brother,"

"Yes already. We find sandals for Brother first, then we pay." Husayn, who was taken by Azalea.

After getting it, Husain brought his sandals and a basket of ice cream that Azalea chose earlier to the cashier to pay for it. And after he finished paying for it, Husain took their groceries and immediately put on the sandals he bought.

Just like coming earlier, Husain also re-opened the door of his supermarket to Azalea.

"Please, beautiful brother." Husayn invited Azalea out of the supermarket.

"Thank you, the handsome Aza," Azalea replied to Husayn.

Before returning home, Husain took the umbrella that he had put on his parking lot.

"This, sir for Father. Thank you for keeping our umbrellas." Husayn gave twenty thousand rupiah to the father of the parking lot who had sincerely guarded their umbrellas.

"That's okay, Mom. I sincerely take care of her umbrella," refused the parking lot man.

"Father, Sir. Consider it a sustenance for the same child of the Father's wife at home," said Husain who was finally received by the father of the parking lot.

"Thank you a lot, Mom. May Mas and Mbaknya always be in the protection of Allah and given ease in all his affairs. Also in the marriage to the heaven of Allah,"

"Aamiin," Husain and Azalea spontaneously guaranteed the good do'a of his parking attendant.

What we should all know is that giving a little sustenance to a needy person will never make us poor. Even we only give them a little but they offer us many prayers with a sincere heart after we give. That is a reward that is not worth our little gift.

- to be continued