Not Struggled (R4)
°BDJ 92 : PAST TOURS
BDJ 92: PAST TOURS
The new short hour hand touched the number three, while the long hour hand slipped between the number eight and Nine as Nathan ended his reading of the Qur’an. He did wake up at a third of the night— as usual before marriage— to perform tahajud prayers. After the tahajud prayer, Nathan continued al-Qur’an. After completing the tadarus, he did not forget to kiss the scripture, then return it to its original place.
After keeping the scriptures in their original place, Nathan then walked towards the bed. The place where the wife is still asleep with a peaceful look. On this occasion Nathan did not wake his wife to pray tahajud together, because last night they had time to do the evening circumcision jum’at until late at night. Nathan, therefore, granted his wife some leniency, so that she could rest longer than usual.
The beautiful woman also did not wake up in a third of the night, as usual. That means he did sleep well because of worship last night, or because he was too tired. His wife even went straight to sleep after they took their mandatory bath, even though her hair was still soft. Nathan painstakingly framed his wife's long black hair, before following her to dreamland.
“Zaujati (my wife).” Nathan's gentle swabs were given at the head of his wife as she called.
“Zaujati (my wife), wake.”
On the second call, the beautiful woman began to be disturbed. His two closed eyelids began to twitch, before then slowly opening.
“Build Zaujati (my wife), soon after dawn. Later sleep can be continued after dawn prayers.”
The wife who had just opened her eyes and was collecting lives, immediately moved from the bed. “I misfortune.”
“No,” replied Nathan. “This has not entered the wrong time of dawn.”
“Salat tahajud? Didn't you wake me?”
Nathan smiled faintly. “You look so good, I don't have the heart to wake up.”
Alea let out a small breath. Seeing that, Nathan intensely stroked the head of the wife.
“Read do’a first.”
“Iya.”
Alea closed her eyes with both hands raised in the air. His lips seemed to move, reading do’a wake up. Nathan who watched it smiled wide. For the past two weeks, activities like this fill the morning. Ordinary activity actually, but for Nathan the effect is extraordinary.
Opening your eyes in the morning with a beautiful face like a dream. Dreams that used to exist only in wishful thinking, suddenly manifested just like that.
“Take immediately water ablution, then we pray in the morning congregation.”
Alea nodded. He then immediately moved from the bed, about to go to the bathroom to take ablution water. However, the husband's check on his wrist restrained Alea's movements.
“There are those you forgot.”
“What's mas?”
“Morning kiss.”
Blushes.
Alea blushing immediately heard the straightforward husband's words. “Means Mas?”
Nathan gave a small smile without opening his voice, but the beautiful face was getting closer to the wife. Make his wife curl-ketir himself.
“Mas?” lirih Alea's.
Nathan doesn't bully. As their faces stayed a few inches longer, Alea reflexively closed her eyes. A split second later, he could feel one light kiss falling on his forehead.
“S-already?” asked Alea in a small voice. When opening the eyes, the face of the husband is still within a radius that is enough to make the heart pause.
Nathan nodded as he stood, towering in front of his wife. “Ayo.”
“Where, Mas.”
“Bathroom.”
“Astagfirullah, yes. Come,” replied Alea while receiving the hand of the usami. However, he was suddenly aware of their current situation. To the bathroom together? looks like something's awkward.
“Mau wudhu again. Just ‘kan canceled because of your morning kiss, Zaujati (my wife),” said Nathan with a million-volt smile that was able to shake the heart of the wife so fiercely this morning.
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The rest of the time Nathan and Alea had in the homeland could be counted on fingers. Therefore, while they are still in the city of Kembang, Nathan wants the wife to be satisfied to enjoy their honeymoon in the land of Pasundan. Before returning to New York, they would return to the Radityan mansion first. There maybe a few nights they'll spend, before heading home to New York. Preparations to go to the holy land.
Today Nathan and Alea's agenda is a picnic. Yes, a picnic at the old house of Didi Dimas, the father of Aurra's mother. The house consisting of one floor was indeed not too big. It is equipped with three rooms consisting of one master room that was once the room of Dimas, while two more bedrooms Aurra and Zega. Because Zega used to love hiking to the top of the mountain, his room is often used as a guest room when uninhabited.
Even though it is not liveable, the house that was inherited in Aurra is still well maintained. Because someone is looking after and taking care of it. If it used to guard the house was a former worker at the Haidan residence, now the guard of this house has been passed down to the second generation, he said, namely the son of Mbok Jah (the old guard of the house (read on Not Wrong Matchmaker part 43 : Hope and Dream Flowers).
The historic house holds many memories of the Haidan family. Especially about a young doctor named Dimas Barack Al-Haidan who must be a single parent at a relatively young age.
At home, love at first sight occurs between Van’ar and Aurra. Due to the residence Dimas not far from the residence Arkia (parents Van’ar), since childhood Van'ar is often visited to play or just ride fish in the residence Dimas.
In essence, on every inch of the residence, there is a memory in the past that must have been left behind.
“Eat first, Mas. Later look again,” said Alea who has been arranging food on the table since.
They get the idea for a picnic there after getting permission from the owner of the house to play there.
“What are you carrying from Zaujati house (my wife)?”
“Yellow rice. He said that Mamah deliberately bought it, because he wanted to eat yellow rice. Coincidentally told to bring a lot, so I all share to Mbak Minah.”
“It looks good,” comments Nathan.
One serving of yellow rice is available in front of the eyes, complete with sliced eggs that are raised, orek tempe, balado eggs, vermicelli, and fried onion sprinkles on top of the yellow rice. Not to miss the crackers as a complement.
“Then eat first. Later we will continue to look again.”
Nathan smiled faintly while taking a non-alcoholic hand sanitizer near the tissue box. “The house is warm and comfortable terrace, although it has not been lived in for a long time.”
“Iya, Mas. But said mother every few months once, this place is always visited. When on vacation in Bandung, Mother and Father also like to stay here.”
“Hm. Maybe because in this place is very thick will memory in the past.”
Alea nodded while pouring drinking water for her husband. “Makanya this place is one of the choices when Dad and Mommy intend to get out of the Radityan mansion. However, Opa same Oma forbid. The Radityan Mansion ‘kan was big, so Opa and Oma thought that it would feel very lonely if only they and the Aunt Lunar family lived there. ”
Nathan understood very well the meaning of the wishes of the elders in the Radityan family. However, the Radityan family is indeed a large family, and they have a residence that is also quite luxurious, and is equipped with a variety of adequate advanced facilities. All that is not surprising, considering the threat can come from anywhere, given the Radityan family who always look good with all the clean image shown in public, out there many are envious, and there are many people who want to, spiteful, to hate.
“Come to this house it feels like a tour of the past,” Alea said suddenly.
“Hm?”
“This house is a place that is always listed in every story Mother. The story of how Father Van’ar fell in love with the owner's daughter who was five years older than Father Van’.”
“Usia only numbers when talking about love,” response Nathan. “Since 1400 years ago, we have learned about it from the story of the Prophet.”
Alea smiled widely while nodding her head. “I also learned that from the very winding love story of Father and Mother. Including the role of Papah who once made a generation of Radityan chaotic. However, everything has been arranged neatly by the Almighty since man was 120 days in the womb of a mother. So, in the end, Daddy, Mommy, or Papah can taste happy with the right people.”
“Same as us,” timpal Nathan. “At last can taste happy with the right person.”
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