My Imam, Surgaku
(5). Chicken Noodle.
"Honey, at the end of the alley there are selling chicken noodles. You want to buy?" tawar Husain looked up at Azalea.
Azalea who was combing Husain's hair nodded with vigor.
"You,"
Looking at Azalea's enthusiasm, Husain chuckled. His sturdy fingers he carried to wipe the idle left hand of Azalea.
"Then we make a deal, then,"
Azalea's frown was puzzled looking at the husband.
"We're both going to run to the tavern. Who loses, he'll pay for his chicken noodles. How's it?" Husain.
"OK, deal," said Azalea sure.
As they walk outside, they cross paths with the mother who has just returned from a neighboring house.
"Where are you going?" ask Mom when she sees her son and daughter-in-law coming out of the house.
"You go to the chicken noodle shop in front of Mom's alley. You want chicken noodles too?" azalea said, offering the in-laws.
Husain's mother smiled, "No, son. Earlier Mother had been treated to food with neighbors," refused Mother delicate.
"Then Husayn and Aza left first, Ma'am" said Husayn.
The two newlyweds stood at the starting line in parallel. It looks like both are very focused and eager to win the race they are going to do.
"1,"
"2,"
"3,"
"GOS!!" husain shouted loudly.
Azalea ran with all her might ahead of Husayn. Same with Husain. But because Azalea who used to be in school often participated in the race, the woman became more have a high speed in running than Husain.
The neighbors who saw the impromptu running race conducted by the newlyweds just gave a smile of understanding. There is a sense of anxiety when seeing the funny behavior of the two in building chemistry in their household.
"Funny of them,"
"They fit too. One is very handsome God, the other is also a masyaAllah no less beautiful,"
"Yes really. How to build chemistry is very unique,"
"Yes, may their household sakinah mawadah warahmah yes. Aamiin, sir,"
"It is very happy if the household is in a land with the love of God,"
Some of the mothers of the complex also flattered Husain and Azalea who looked happy with each other.
Back with Azalea, the girl smiled brightly when she found herself nearing the finish line. Both legs he carried ran with great strides, so it took only a few seconds Azalea had arrived in front of the chicken noodle shop that Husain meant.
"Yeay, Aza won!" pekiknya happy.
Husain, who was left behind by Azalea, took a minute to reach his wife who was looking happy.
"Abang, Aza won," Azalea said a little arrogantly.
Husain smiled with anxiety. His hand he brought to the head of Azalea wrapped in a rubber hood for him to wipe with love.
"Congratulations, dear," praised Husain sincerely.
"Let's get our brother the chicken noodles. Aza was very hungry because he had spent a lot of energy for the race with Abang," invited Azalea enthusiastically with an adorable face.
"Come, baby,"
Husayn put his sturdy fingers between his fingers - the tiny fingers of Azalea. Grasping his wife's tiny hand tightly as if afraid that his wife would disappear when their grasp was released.
"What do you want to order, Ma'am?" said the mother of a chicken noodle seller.
"You want to order two chicken noodles, ma'am. Same sweet iced tea two," replied Husain kindly.
"Ready, mas. Please wait a minute,"
"Yes, Mom,"
Husayn took Azalea to sit at one of the empty tables that were located slightly to the corner. Not to forget Husain pulled one of the benches and wiped it with a tissue on the table so that Azalea could sit comfortably.
"Thank you, brother," Azalea said sincerely.
Seeing Husain's act of service for her, Azalea became touched. Azaleas were fortunate to be given priests like Husayn.
"Same - same, baby,"
Husayn sat before Azalea with eyes that could not be separated to look at Azalea warmly.
"Why? Aza's face has something, right?" ask Azalea to panic.
"Serus Abang why see her Aza so much?"
Instead of answering, Husayn asked Azalea, "Aren't you tired?"
"Snap. We ran out of the race" replied Azalea plain.
"Not that, baby,"
"Keep tired of what dong?"
"Aren't you tired of being beautiful?" husain replied - arrived.
Blushes
Azalea's cheeks are red. Shameful smile - his shame could no longer bear.
"Die them,"
"Darling Brother if embarrassed - embarrassed so more beautiful deh. Happy continues yes, dear," said Husain sincerely.
"Aamiinu. My brother is happy too,"
"That's happy when you're happy, baby. Your happiness is in you,"
"That's why if you don't fight a day his lips are dry, yes" said Azalea pura - pura cynical.
Husain responded only with a small rarity. Both hands he used to wipe - rub the back of Azalea's hand. Provide warmth and comfort for the wife whenever and wherever.
Before long, the chicken noodles they had been waiting for finally came.
"This is Mas, Ma'am, his chicken noodles. Enjoy it,"
"Thank you, Mom,"
"Same - same,"
Husayn put the spoon and fork he had wiped with tissue before Azalea. After that he did the same thing to his spoon and fork.
"Thank you, Brother,"
"Same - same, baby,"
In the middle - enjoying his chicken noodles, Husain arrived - just put his spoon and fork on the table that has been lined with tissue. His hands folded on the table and stared straight at Azalea who was sipping her chicken noodles.
"Why?" azalea asked who realized Husain was looking at her.
"It looks like the chicken noodle Abang taste less fit,"
"Then anyway? Adek chicken noodles taste great. It's even delicious" Azalea said in confusion.
"Then anyway? Where try, brother wants rasain chicken noodles got you,"
Azalea nodded, her clasped hands scooping her chicken noodles and some chicken suwiran towards Husain.
"You've got a really good taste, baby." praised Husain after swallowing the chicken noodles in his mouth.
"Aza wants to try to have a brother also dong. The timing is less fitting,"
Husain nodded. With the spirit of the man who had a sweet smile, he scooped his chicken noodles and some chicken suwiran towards Azalea.
As Husain's chicken noodles entered his mouth, Azalea frowned in confusion. After chewing and swallowing the chicken noodles in her mouth, Azalea stared in wonder at Husain.
"Enak. It also feels right," Azalea said.
"Actually it feels right, baby, but according to Brother it's even better if you eat it in the same bribe. So a bribe yes, my love," Husain asked.
Azalea snorted lazily.
"Here is Aza's bribe,"
Husain smiled brightly. His chicken noodle bowl he thrust towards Azalea.
"Let's open his mouth." pinta Azalea who began to feed Husain.
Not wanting to linger, Husain opened his mouth and accepted a bribe from Azalea.
"That's really marijuana. Whose husband is this?" azalea Goda.
With his mouth full, Husayn answered Azalea, "His husband Azalea Hilya Meccayla dong. Yakan, my dear," replied Husain loudly.
"Yes, let's finish the chicken noodles first,"
"You eat dong too, baby. Here's my brother's bribe too."
Regardless of the surroundings, Husayn and Azalea ate with each other. Makes anyone who sees it feel envious of the romance they both create. Especially those who want to marry young.
- To Be Continue -