My Imam, Surgaku
(9). Hadroh Festival.
Azalea was already sitting sweetly in the living room to wait and welcome the return of Husain from the congregational ashar prayers at the mosque. In his hand there is already a glass of warm water that Azalea has mixed with a solution of sugar.
Patiently, Azalea waited for Husayn as she continued to recite. Until the exact count of his hundredth dhikr, Husain arrived - arrived into the house with a greeting.
"Assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikumussalam, Abang." - Azalea.
The woman stood up from her seat and spread out her hands. Coding Husain for the man to enter into his arms.
"It turns out gini yes it feels like having a wife" said Husain while kissing deeply the scent of Azalea's body which has now become opium for him.
Azalea stretched out their embrace. His eyes stared confusedly at the intent of Husain's words earlier.
"What does it feel like?"
"happy. If you know it would be so happy to have a wife, you will propose to your parents early." replied Husain while poking Azalea's chin.
"Are you sure Aza will accept?" azalea Goda.
"Yakin. If you do not accept it, you will think how to let you fall into the arms of your brother." said Husain confidently.
"What's the same love, Aza?" ask Aza who actually already knows the answer.
"Great love. His love is for Allah" replied Husain sincerely.
Azalea. He felt guilty for not being able to love Husain. While the man loved her very much. Azalea could see from Husayn's eyes.
"Hey why, my love? Did you make a mistake hm?" husain asked as he stroked the cheek of the Azalea kingpin.
"Sorry," great-grandson of Azalea.
Husain was confused. The man cupped both cheeks of Azalea. Staring in the shade of beads eyes that look glazed - glass staring at him.
"Sorry why, hm?"
"Sorry Aza can't love her brother yet,"
Hearing the words of his wife, Husain smiled sweetly. He kissed the lips of his wife who cut him.
"Father, my dear. Love comes because it is used to it. I'm sure you'll love your brother too. You just need time. And brother understood that. So don't be sad, my love" explained Husain gently.
Azalea's tears were dripping. He was moved by all the actions and words that Husain uttered.
"Don't cry, love. Smile dong. The time of the angel is crying anyway," said Husain kelakar.
"But what the hell, let's get rich,"
Azalea's forehead wrinkled, "Cock rich?"
"Yes, he said the angel's tears could turn into pearls,"
Azalea chuckled amusedly, "That's a mermaid tear, brother. Not an angel's tears," the Azalea correction.
"Oh, you're wrong, yeah,"
"Yes." Yeah."
Seeing Azalea's smile back, Husain smiled in relief.
"Alhamdulillah, finally the sweet smile of the angel brother came back too,"
Azalea was embarrassed. The woman played her fingers on the chest of Husain's field covered with black cocoa clothes.
"Don't be nervous - gurgle dear, later brother so want to eat you." said Husain right in the ears of Azalea.
Azalea's eyes immediately glared, "Ih perverted brother,"
"Father dong. The same wife herself" replied Husain lightly.
"Oh yes by the way - by the way, you are thirsty" Husain's code.
Azalea, who was reminded of the sugar water she had brought, immediately took it on the table and gave it to Husain.
Husain took the warm sugar water that Azalea had offered him, "Thank you, baby."
"Same - same, brother,"
Husain drank it slowly and slowly. Enjoy every sweet taste in every drop of water. Husain left half his warm sugar water for him to give Azalea.
"Here, you must drink too."
Azalea accepted it with pleasure, "Thank you, brother."
"Samely, my love,"
...- HUSAYN and AZALEA -...
In the evening at the Husain housing complex is held hadroh festival. Azaleas love the Hadroh festival. If in the past every hadrah festival was held, Azalea would come to just watch it, but different from now. It seemed that Azalea could only see him from the front window of her house.
Husain who was in the middle room while doing some of his work was confused when he saw Azalea who had passed before him. For five minutes Azalea would sit quietly next to him, but five minutes later Azalea would stand up and approach the window to look outside the house. After five minutes of standing in front of the window, Azalea would again sit next to him. So next.
As Azalea was about to move from her seat, Husayn hurriedly drew the hand of Azalea gently for her to sit on her lap.
"You why hmm? From that brother look at it every five minutes, you always go to the front of the window. What are you seeing outside?" husain asked while swiping their noses together.
"Why, hmm? Try saying the same brother. Unfortunately what do you want?" ask Husain again. Husayn's hands were brought to stroke the long mane of Azalea that was not covered by the bergo hijab that Azaleas usually wore.
"Wouldn't do anything, brother." Azalea replied shaking her head in the recess of Husain's neck.
Husain was sure that there must be something that his wife wanted. But it seemed that Azalea did not want to trouble her who was working on some work. That is why Azalea answered not wanting anything - what every he asked.
A minute thinking about what his wife wanted, Husain finally found out.
"Let's go and watch the hadroh festival" said Husain softly.
Hearing her husband's invitation, Azalea immediately distanced her face from the niche of Husain's neck.
His eyes sparkled brightly staring at both of Husain's eyes. But a second later he immediately shook his head and looked down miserably.
"Why, hm? Darling don't want to watch the Hadroh festival?" ask Husain.
"You, but you're a busy brother," Azalea's great-grandson quietly.
Husain smiled. With an anxious Husain spiked both cheeks of his wife and he kissed many times the lips ranum his wife.
"If it's for you, brother is never busy, baby. Brother's work can still be done later, but the desire and happiness of brother's wife, can not be done later - later. It must be done right then and there." explained Husain firmly.
Hearing Husain's words, Azalea's eyes glazed over. God's choices and parents' choices are never wrong.
Cup.
Husain again kissed the lips of ranum Azalea.
"There ready - ready. But do not be long yes, later if long - long hadroh festival has been finished again," lamented Husain.
"Ay ay captain." said Azalea while mimicking the TNI's respectful gesture.
Azaleas ran into their rooms to change clothes. After finishing, Azalea again approached Husain who was waiting for him while playing mobile phone.
"Well, are you ready, baby?" asked Husain who was aware of the arrival of Azalea.
"Udah." Azalea answered cheerfully.
"Come on!"
After locking the house, Husain and Azalea walked out of the fence. This hadroh festival is held in the complex field which is only a few steps from Husain's house.
During the journey to the venue of the hadroh festival, Husayn held the hands of Azalea tightly. Not letting Azalea be far from herself in the crowd.
"God, they are good - very good ya bang play his hadrah." praise Azalea.
Azalea placed her chin on Husain's shoulder, thus making both of their cheeks touch.
With his hands still together, Husayn stroked the back of Azalea's hand. He turned to the side and smiled when his neutrals met the wife's neutrals.
"Abang can also play hadroh loh." said Husain told.
"Seriously?" tanya Azalea was enthusiastic.
"Yes. Later if there is a chance, brother will show you the ability brother,"
"OKAY. Aza wait."
During the festival of hadroh, the position of the two of them remains the same. Hands joined together and the chin of Azalea were still placed on Husain's shoulders so that both of their cheeks touched.
The comblowans and jomblowati who saw the position of the two of them screamed in their hearts while biting their fingers. Really not so single friendly.
"Aren't you satisfied watching, baby?" asked Husain gently.
"Yet, brother. Five minutes to go." pinta Azalea said.
Husain just nodded his head, "OK."
Five minutes later, Husain asked Azalea again.
"Have you satisfied yet love to watch it?"
The answer Azalea gave remained the same.
"Five more minutes, brother."
And so on the answer that Azalea made when Husayn asked again for the third time.
When it was fifteen minutes, Husain immediately invited Azalea to go home. No longer asked if Azalea was satisfied watching or not.
"Dear, love watching it. It's ten o'clock at night. It's not good for women outside late at night like this" Husain said softly.
Hearing her husband's words, Azalea immediately nodded.
"Udah, brother. Let's go!" bring Azalea.
"Alhamdulillah. Let's go here the same way brother, let brother's wife not cold." said Husain slightly teasing Azalea.
Azalea chuckled softly, her body she brought to get closer to Husain. During the journey to their home, Husayn took off their arms and turned to embrace Azalea's shoulders.
- TO BE CONTINUE