Only I Love
Chapter 11

Syauqi continued walking letting Ala alone sleep alone curled up on the dining table.

'What are you doing? Could it be that he fell asleep there because he was waiting for you who never came down?'

Shauqi turned his head again. He looked at both hands in turn.

'Mahzab Imam Shafi'i allows the husband to touch his wife even though he has ablution.'

Syauqi walked closer to Ala back. 'Humaira's name, red cheeks or pretty blushing.'

Ala's black unraveling hair also covered her face. 'If you're sure touching her doesn't undo your wudhumu, that means you actually accept her to be your wife.'

His hand had been floating wanting to wake this girl who was before him.

Slowly, Ala began to wake up on her own. "Astagfirullah ... Fajr Salad?" Ala held her head, regarding the hand that had been floating to wake her up.

Ala was a little surprised to feel something and she saw who was behind her. Apparently, her husband had rotated his body in a neat state using a cocoa shirt, sarong, peci, and prayer mat tucked in the shoulder. Ala rubbed her neck which felt quite sore.

Ala realized at this time she was not wearing a veil to touch her hair. 'Ah, yes ... I was his wife. He also has the right to see me completely.'

"Where are you going?"

"Mosque." However, he did not look at Ala at all.

"Ah, was I sleeping here all night? Where do you sleep?" ask Ala.

"I slept on top. You sleep in the lower room. Why are you sleeping at the dinner table?"

"I'm menung—"

"Allahuakbar Allahuakbar Asyhaduala illahailallah ...." The voice of iqomah has been heard.

"Ah, I'm late ..." Syauqi took his foot quickly out towards the mosque not far from this house.

Ala smiled faintly. "Alhamdulillah, he prayed at dawn in the mosque."

Ala immediately went into her room and abluted.

After performing his morning prayers, he did not forget to pray for Abi who had been in the realm of waiting and prayer for his small family. Not to forget also, he chanted a little holy verse as it became his habit long before Abi was sick.

After all, he tidied up to tie his hair and went to the kitchen and checked the ingredients for it to be processed into breakfast ingredients.

Apparently, the contents of their refrigerator are full and complete. "Who prepared all this? Mom or Uda?"

Ala nimblely process some ingredients to make fried rice. "May he like fried rice."

The outside door was opened by someone. "Assalamualaikum," said the man quietly almost inaudible.

"Greetings, Uda's home?" Ala moved to welcome her husband. But the man went upstairs.

Ala rubbed her tied hair, turning on her chest with a downcast face. "But we are husband and wife. Don't dance between us if you see what I have," he murmured softly.

Some time, Ala was still pondering. He was no longer surprised by the cold attitude. "Maybe he's still awkward to see a foreign woman without a one-stop hood with her."

Ala moved into the room, taking a bergo that could be installed instantly. He stared at the time that kept on crawling into light.

"I have to hurry, because there's a morning lecture."

The girl moved quickly to prepare breakfast. The time he spent was thirty minutes and he had finished cooking that special fried rice.

Ala entered the room and moved to clean up and prepare herself to go to campus. Half an hour was also passed to prepare himself until this time when it was shown at half-seven in the morning, while he had to enter at seven in the morning.

Ala rushed in her neat clothes, with her flagship pair of kingpin jeans. When she came out of the room, it turned out that the man who became her husband had been dressed neatly coupled with a tie and peci.

"Where are you going?" asked the man to look at Ala.

"I have to go to college. There was a morning lecture" said Ala.

"Hmm, college? If I don't let you go how?" Syauqi turned her back to Ala to fix the tie that had not been too neat.

Ala held her head up. "Can't that dong? You know, I'm in college."

"I won't let you!" said the man coldly.

"What's the reason Uda banned me from college? I have goals too, Uda?"

Syauqi's lips smiled faintly glancing at the end of his eyes. "If you mind my ban, you know where to complain, right? The Religious Court is not too far from here." Syauqi pulled the briefcase that had been on the chair. He stepped towards the outside door.

"Uda, why? Why is Uda so to me?" ala's cries finally broke.

"May I ask you too? Why are you being asked to marry me? While you don't know me?"

"So, can you see me well? I'm a human being, who has a heart, not a wall without life at your side."

Syauqi put on his flat face, still reluctant to look at the wife's face. "I don't want to!"

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