Not Laila Majnun
confession of love

Lukman opens the door to his son's room, which is usually worn by three if Doni comes home during the holidays. Looking at his first son who fell asleep and looked more handsome because his face looks relaxed and comfortable. True said Doni and the people around them if the face of the firstborn is indeed the face of his mother. This is Laila's version of the guy. But in terms of temperament he was eleven twelve with his father. Silent, rigid, hard, do not like the same stale bases with him.

The youngest one looks more like himself. Black is sweet but its nature is more like Doni who is always cheerful wherever he is. Lukman smiled looking at the three of them in turn. The combination of himself and his wife turned out to create two different humans. His small family is now aware of and he promises to take care of them even though he has to bet his life.

He kissed Labib's forehead, fell asleep in his arms, and then carried Laila to his room. Although Laila's weight is proportional but Lukman who is sturdy and athletic can lift it easily and lightly.

Lukman lowered his wife slowly then kissed her forehead and went to lie down next to her. He covered the body of the wife who now backs him with the same blanket as him.

Lukman hugged his wife's body and put his chin on Laila's head. He kissed his wife's hair for a long time.

"I miss you..... I miss you sulking at me, I miss you whining at me, I miss when you get angry, I miss when you are possessive at me, I miss when you are jealous" Lukman's voice sounded as hoarse as people cried.

"I'd say I love you every day if you wanted to" she said.

"Darling... Don't you miss me? Did my missus just clap one hand?" Lukman knew that his wife had woken up when he was holding her but did not immediately say so.

Laila who was pretending to sleep started to open her eyes slowly. Last time Lukman talked to bang Alif he listened to him behind the wall. And when bang Alif came home he went back to his son's room and pretended to sleep there.

"If I ask for it, it means you don't love me. Mas just had to say it" Finally Laila opened her voice because in fact she also missed her husband very much.

" I love you baby, as a woman, as a wife as the mother of my children. Sorry that I rarely say it all this time. I think my actions can already speak of all that is in my heart if I love you with all my soul and body"

Laila then turned her back and found the man who fathered her children had wet eyes. He also rubbed it did not dare to look into the eyes of the eagle belongs to Lukman.

Seeing his wife as if still hesitating after hearing her declaration of love, he said again, "Honey didn't I often say at the mosque at the beginning of our meeting I had imagined having you and would wrap your body so that no one else would see it. Only I can see it and enjoy it"

"That's not love mas, that's lust's name"

"Love to the wife must be wrapped in affection. If there is no lust how can I enter you? Latif and Labib wouldn't have come to this world if I hadn't lusted for you dear. Besides, until I was decades old, I'd seen the ones like bin bahhenol but I didn't want them to belong to me. Tense reactions are common but I don't want them to be my wife. I'm a normal guy who can be tempted anywhere, only I know my wife is the place to pour everything. Spilling what should be on the person I love. Until now I only want you to be my current wife and until later until we are resurrected" Lukman said at length like before when he was with his wife he would turn into a figure of carousel and a lot of talk. Unlike when he is with others he will be stingy to talk, just as necessary even seem haunted and difficult to socialize.

"Gombal" said Laila hiding in her heart that she was actually happy to hear it. " Why then after the marriage contract even like avoiding me, it seems that the mas forced to marry me just to help me. Aye right? That's why I had to ask for it" said Laila starting to feel annoyed again when she remembered her first night.

"Yes I did avoid you for fear of directly pouncing on you. I want to do it after our marriage is legal in the eyes of the state. Not because I don't like you. Remember why Mr. RT used to not give us permission to marry sirri because of fear that the husband will abandon the wife"

"i don't know if the mas is lying or not but I will believe it this time" Laila said as she felt her husband's face start to fringe.

"Then how, have you met a prospective wife who fits the criteria and makes you fall in love?"

Lukman sighed and his hand stopped playing the wife's hair. He is upset that his wife encourages him to look for another woman like there is no love and jealousy for her.

"Why tell me to find a second wife. Does he not love me anymore? Why not be jealous at all?" Lukman's question turned things around.

"It's not so. Why don't you understand too. As bang Alif said earlier, if a woman sulks it means she asks to be persuaded" Laila closed her mouth when she realized that she was upset and revealed her own alibi if she had not slept and just performed.

"Then why pretend to sleep in the children's room again?"Lukman smiled to find his wife confessing her own charade.

"Ihs. As bang Alif said"

"Bang Alif bang Alif again. Why didn't you marry Alif's brother?" Lukman began to hear his brother's name repeatedly called his wife.

"Ugh. I'm just saying that Alif is not love. I never thought I'd have a husband like bang Alif. I want it the same you. I don't understand that either?" His Laila is upset.

"You love me?" Lukman lowered his tone.

"Yes of course. If you do not want to be married, too. It's not clear you are"

" If love is the same I why tell me to marry again. It should be that the love person is jealous. Why aren't you jealous at all? Why did I ask to find another wife?"

"Mas..... " Laila wants to say bang Alif again but is afraid to hurt her husband. "I want you to persuade me and tell me that I'm the only one in your heart. Not even say it" said Laila scolded while turning her back to the husband.

"I'm sorry.. I'm such a bitch!" Lukman.

"Don't cry anymore!" Laila turned to look at her husband to make sure he was not crying anymore.

"Am I now a pathetic man who is whiny and has no self-respect?" Lukman asked because he had just cried in front of his wife.

"No, you are my dream man. Even I felt overwhelmed.my husband was crying because of me. Doesn't that mean I'm precious in your heart?" Laila kissed her husband while closing her eyes.

That night I don't know who used to start until the early morning they just lay helpless to spend all their energy with a loving and passionate evening sport. Repeating their first night with a sweat soaking in the skin and words of love full of puja.