Not Laila Majnun
Spousal

By dawn Laila's residence had seen there was a spirit. Lukman went into Laila's room and opened the closet, looking for a towel and a change of clothes. Laila who had just fallen asleep woke up from feeling that someone else was in her room. He turned his head and found Lukman watching his clothes in the closet.

"Search what ?" layla said with a distinctive hoarse voice of waking up. He said it by gathering his consciousness.

Lukman turned his head for a moment, he saw Laila squinting her eyes.

, "The same towel change. I forgot not to ask Karina to bring it"

Tumben said more than three words, Laila took her life to get up and get her towel and short t-shirt.

He pushed it on Lukman with doubt, no load huh? She looked at her husband's face at a glance his face was not like someone who had just woken up. Has he not slept all night? Lukman breezed by leaving Laila who still wanted to be spoken to.

He breathed his breath violently. If before marriage he was treated like that by Lukman he felt ordinary but now it feels annoyed to fill his chest cavity. Like a wife who is not considered to be his existence.

Lukman then exited the bathroom using a towel wrapped around his lower body. Laila had just opened my bedroom door and saw the sight that made her gulp.

Then ask for clothes for what? Laila looked at Lukman questioningly but it was not as if Lukman had seen Laila. The man walked into his wife's room and took clothes from her backpack. He wears a shirt and a sarong and a kopyah.

Laila continued to watch over him speechlessly. Lukman is aware of that but he tries to be flat. Actually, he wanted to invite his wife to talk but his tongue was still mute.

"Don.... dawn Don....!" Lukman knocked on his sister-in-law's door

"Come to musolla!"

"Yes bang.bentar.." Doni's voice was hoarse this morning.

Lukman completely silenced his wife who was still there, in front of the door of his room. Laila watched Lukman closely.

Really yeah, or maybe she likes doni? Same-sex enthusiasts. Laila suddenly had ugly thoughts towards her own husband.

Yes, he always nudged Doni's forehead, sometimes even rubbing hair on his forehead Doni used to just nudge. If he's not interested in me then what should I do, even though I'm already his wife?

"No, that's not possible" Laila shook her head many times trying not to believe her bad thoughts.

"Why you brother? ho.am Doni yawns then moves his waist to the left and right.

"No papa, look at you....!"

"meaning?" Doni stopped moving then looked at her brother curiously.

"Eh no papa." answered Laila confused cook accused her own husband who is not.

"What the hell. Just woke up too. Brother, don't sleep this out again, dawn prayer!"

"Yes. baffles!" Laila and Doni since knowing Lukman have often prayed even though sometimes still howling.

The next morning Doni and Laila had breakfast with the rest of the box last night while Lukman only drank coffee and then cleaned and tapped on his bike in the yard.

"Well, the new camp has been busy...."

"Last night I couldn't sleep"

The neighbors' mothers teased Lukman but were only responded with a slight smile. Make them self-dry

Doni has gone to school and Laila and Lukman live in the house. Lukman in the living room enjoying his coffee while Laila was washing their clothes.

After finishing washing and bathing Laila put on her uniform then walked into the living room. He saw Lukman sitting and staring at his hape.

Lukman felt the presence of his wife, he glanced briefly then stood up and gave a helmet to Laila who was ready to go to work.

Laila watched the man in front of her with a different look to her daily life. Today he wears his shirt and looks very tight in Lukman's burly body. Hair that is usually wrapped in oil is now scattered and looks more manly. He looks even younger than his age.

When both of them were sitting on the bike Lukman pulled both hands Laila to hug his stomach

"Wow newlyweds...the sweetness.....!" the mothers who were looking for lice sat in a line from front to back there were four people looking at the interaction of the two.

"Be careful. A tight grip let's not fall!"

"So I want to be young again,.."

Lukman woke up from his daydream, then started the engine.

"Let's Mom....!" laila said past them

"Yes careful!"

In the head Lukman has recorded his agenda today. He remembered it again. After dropping off Laila and looking at the store for a while then returning home to her father to pick up the savings book and the necessary papers. To take cash in the bank also take some clothes. To the bank, continue to pay the debt to the loan shark thugs then to the rice field and pick up Laila.

Along the way Lukman tried to shift his memory of the woman who was hugging him affectionately. Not that he did not like to get such treatment but he wanted to wait for his official wedding just to run the first night.

Arriving at the supermarket where Laila worked waiting for her husband who was parking his motorbike at the front door.

When Lukman came and walked towards him Laila was silent because she was amazed by the charm of her fierce man. T-shirts attached to his sturdy body, jeans wrapped his long legs so as to make his footsteps wide. Her hair was beautifully twitching following her footsteps and her face looked resolutely a little fierce, her jaw hard and her eyes glare sharp like an eagle. Her lips were dark and thick, her eyebrows thick and black. Making Laila seem to see a different person from Lukman who usually scolded her. The Malay guy who wow.

It was as if Laila had unwittingly walked impatiently towards her husband and clutched her hand on Lukman's arm. He did not want any other woman to see the beauty of God's creation beside him. It's just for me, inner Laila.

Lukman raised his hand and Laila greeted him by giving him his left hand.

"hape" said Lukman intending to ask his wife for a hape

"oh...."Laila pulled her hand a little embarrassed for guessing wrong. He also gave his hape to Lukman.

Lukman then typed his number and pressed the dial button. His forehead creased and his lips twitched. He wanted to smile but was proud. The number turned out to be in the Laila hape with the name mas L. He returned the hape Laila with an ordinary, flat face but a flowery heart

"Call when you want to go home!" lukman said when Laila was willing to enter the employee-only area.

"New girlfriend? saucy really....?"

"uh yes, manly very cuy...."

"Duh .,.. from behind just a handsome...."

"Your boyfriend is cool la..,"

Laila grinned at the response of her friends. She did not dare say that the man was her husband. What if accused of being non-non, for example, is thought to have been pregnant first. Soon enough, we'll get married officially and then the reception so they'll know for themselves

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Until in front of the cafe Lukman saw the Jeep car belonging to the thugs yesterday and next to it was a Pajero car.one of the gang members directed Lukman to get into the car Pajero and Lukman followed him. Turns out they brought in more people than Lukman thought. Although he can martial but his heart is also ketar ketir if the amount is so much. his mouth tightly clenched but his heart continues to pray and read sholawat.

Inside the car was the chairman and two of his men. He was smoking a cigarette and exhaled his smoke-filled breath into Lukman's face as he sat down

"uhuk uhuk" Lukman flicked his hand in front of his face. Then he sat down quietly even though his heart was a little tense. Outside the car appeared the chairman's men with a roaring look and Lukman tried to calm his heart.

Lukman pulled out a pack of cigarettes that had been reduced in content and a gray match on the dashboard. The chief frowned in surprise then looked at Lukman.

Lukman, who saw the question, said, "I'm sorry because my heart was so upset yesterday that I smoked your cigarette unconsciously. Please forgive and be forgiven"

Lukman then took a cigarette with the same brand but still in a sealed state and put it next to the first cigarette, "Please be forgiven so that this does not burden me in the afterlife later!"

The leader seemed to be listening to Lukman's explanation