Not Laila Majnun
Careful

"Mas.... What is this money?" Laila was still sitting resting on one leg as Lukman walked into the room. He hurriedly aligned his legs because his sensitive area was painful.

"Hem...??. oh that....!!"Lukman who had just returned from musolla then sat on the lip of the mattress and Laila followed him, sitting next to him while carrying the crackle he found earlier.

" I paid Doni twenty-five million and the chief thug returned five million to me.."

"You can.. Why?" Laila frowned feeling astonished.

"I returned the cigarette that was left here at that time, just as sorry because I smoked the cigarette without asking permission first. My heart was afraid that time so there was a cigarette just immediately I tied..." Lukman took off his shirt and hung it on the hanger then placed it behind the door.

"Ngapain is sorry.he's just as bad as us" Laila spoke with her lips. If there is rubber, maybe the lips can be pinched or braided perhaps.

He was still goosebumps when he remembered the chief sniffing his ears and neck. As he remembered he would usually wash his ears and neck with water or wet wipes.

"here.... "Lukman asks Laila to get closer to him. He then grabbed Laila's right hand and rubbed his wife's delicate and delicate fingers.

"There was once a young man named Idris who was walking by the river. He then saw pomegranates drifting in the river. Without thinking, he ate it immediately. After eating some of it he realized if the pomegranate was not his and he ate it without asking permission first to the owner.

Then he went down the river in the opposite direction to the current. He walked until he found a pomegranate tree towering into the river and bushy fruit. He was sure that the pomegranate he had eaten had come from the tree. He then sought information about the owner of the pomegranate and went to him, begging that the pomegranate he had already eaten be forgiven and let go.

The owner of the pomegranate tree was silent for a while then stared intently at the young man in front of him. "It's not that easy, young man, you have to work to look after and clean my garden for a month without being paid. "

For the sake of maintaining that what has entered into his stomach becomes lawful he also supports it.

After a month passed Idris then faced the owner of pomegranate “Master, I've been looking after and cleaning your garden for a month. Did you already justify the pomegranate that I have eaten?” Ask the honest man to the owner.

Apparently the owner of the garden was not willing to take off that honest special young man for granted.

“Can't, there's one more condition if you want me to give him a young man. You must marry my blind, deaf, mute and crippled daughter"

Idris remained silent. Then he convinced himself and wanted to accept the requirement so that his stomach was spared from illegal things. Idris is married to the daughter of the gardener.

After the marriage contract took place, the owner of the garden ordered Idris to meet his daughter who is now his legal wife in the bridal room.

When he arrived in the room, it was not the blind, deaf, mute and lame girl he met but a beautiful girl who was almost perfect.

Idris immediately came out of the room to find the girl in the room was not as described by her in-laws. He told that to the in-laws.

"O Idris" said the father-in-law, "my daughter is deaf because she never listens. He was also blind because he had never seen things forbidden for him. My daughter was also mute and paralyzed for never saying anything that was forbidden by religion and she never set her feet to worship her Lord."

Lukman saw his wife who had played his fingers and occasionally kissed his hand.

"From now on be careful about the food that goes into our stomachs. Make sure everything is halal so that we are also blessed with children who are righteous unlike their mother's father." Lukman bowed and kissed his wife's stomach.

hyx....

Lukman raised his head when he heard his wife suddenly sobbing, "why are you crying?" Ask gently.

"Hua.... Hua.." -...." Laila actually let out a tear even though it seemed like she was pretending.

Lukman embraced his wife, "I am also like this, but I will not despair of His mercy, I will continue to hope and pray"

"Hua ... I will pray that our children will be like the patient and kind-hearted Alif bang" Laila said as she sobbed and hugged Lukman tightly.

"Kok bang Alif...?" Lukman pulled his body and looked at Laila.

"Yes anyway like the patient, smart, kind, pious, handsome Alif bang. Hua... Anyway I want it to be like bang Alif. period." Laila spoke between Isak and her tears.

"Can't...take it!!!!" sergeant Lukman with his voice.

Brak.....!!!!!

The door was opened hard and the face of Doni was with her eyes reddened with anger. She heard her brother's voice crying and making a terrible thought to her sister-in-law.

The young man looked at Lukman sharply but only for a moment, disinclined. He was sure that his sister-in-law made Laila cry because there were only two of them in the room. But as soon as he saw Lukman's eyes his courage had vanished instantly.

"Why did my brother make my brother cry bang? didn't you say last night you'd be happy?! " Doni was angry at Lukman but dared not look him in the eye.

"Eh.." Laila immediately wiped her tears and turned to Lukman whose face was flat. Lukman doesn't mind me. I cry for being happy Don...." She then hugged her husband's muscular arm to show her sister that she was okay.

" Come with me" Lukman removed his arm from Laila's hand and walked out into the living room. The two brothers followed him, wondering.

Arriving in the living room Lukman sat at the end like a head of the family with his hands crossed, while Laila and Doni sat to his right and left.

The faces of the two brothers looked a little tense because it was like they were going to face a trial with a judge who looked fierce. Laila and Doni looked at them while frowning. Ask each other with eye signs and both do not know the answer.