
Rafatar was silent for a moment, pondering Ala's words. He realizes that Ala's happiness and success are also important in their relationship.
"I'm sorry, honey. I just don't want you to be too tired. From morning to afternoon, you have to work outside, afternoon to morning to take care of the household" Rafatar said.
Ala smiled slightly feeling calm after hearing the reason of her husband. "Uda, at this time besides there is no one who can replace the stewardship of the Pondok Pesantren foundation, on my shoulders this is supporting many lives. If I stop, everyone who is my dependant will be stuck. Ummi and Aulia must be confused and nobody's paying."
"In the meantime, Alya and her husband also still can not be said to be established. Therefore, this time I plead, Uda, allow me to keep both obligations at once" Ala said.
Rafatar looked at Ala who looked worried. He did not expect, this wife lived a pretty heavy life as the backbone of the family. He sighed deeply, understanding the burden Ala was bearing.
"Darling, I'm sorry for not understanding your situation. Turns out, you've been living a very hard life."
Rafatar hugged his wife again rubbed her hair that must be stroked if only two when at home. "I understand that you have a great responsibility towards the family and foundation of Pondok Pesantren. I support you completely."
Ala commented a relieved smile in Rafatar's arms. "Thank you, Uda. I'm so lucky to have a husband like you."
"uh right? You just realized it now? If you had known it for a long time, you probably would never have felt pain." Rafatar chuckles and a friendly hug is released when he sees time moving more and more during the day.
Ala smiles happily, feeling empowered by Rafatar's love and support. "I'll take a shower, okay?"
"Wait!" Rafatar drew his wife's hand and kissed Ala's forehead affectionately. "We are an inseparable team. I can't wait to add members so that it's not just the two of you."
Ala pulls Rafatar's cheek in an exasperation. "We just got married yesterday, have you asked for a member? We lived and were grateful for our time together. To make us understand and know each other better, both inside and outside."
Rafatar suddenly lifted his wife's body. Ala thrashed in Rafatar decapitation.
"She?" Ala seemed to understand what her husband wanted.
"He said that in the morning he could add to the attachment of the husband and wife" Rafatar kissed his wife's cheek in a sling.
Ala could only blush in embarrassment hiding the face within her husband's chest. "How late will I be?"
"Alhamdulillah if you are immediately late, it is sustenance," said Rafatar another connotation.
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Their lives are also lived with full busyness. In fact, Ala is much busier than Rafatar, who is a CEO.
Their mornings are just breakfast egg bread, and lunch at their respective work sites. In the afternoon Ala came home, immediately stopped by the grocery store to buy cooking ingredients to cook in the afternoon.
One month of marriage they have lived as a couple, and all are still safe and secure. On the weekend, Ala invited her husband to play at Ummi's house. When he was leaving, his in-laws' vehicle was parked in their yard.
"Assalamualaikum," said Ama down from the car, followed by Apa.
"Greetings Walaikum" said Ala immediately approached the two in-laws kissing their hands.
Ama watched Ala from top to bottom. "Where are you going? How neat? Want to take another walk? So this is the way it works every week so you don't want to stop by our house?"
Ala gave a clumsy smile and immediately let her in-laws in. "It's not so, Ma. It's just, I happen to be quite busy with work," said Ala let them sit down.
"I want to prepare a drink first, Ma, Pa. Talk to Uda first, huh?" ala said to the kitchen.
He was still not satisfied, trying to repeat on the table in front of him. His alias looks increasingly shriveled.
"Fatar, when was the last time this house was cleaned?" ask Ama.
Rafatar who had been chatting with Apa, immediately looked at the mother. His eyes were a little wildly glancing upwards. "So just cleaned, really," he said origin.
"Look, if it's just cleaned it can't be this thick!" said Ama.
"But the floor is clean, isn't it, Ma? There is no dust? On the couch, you rarely sit there. So naturally a lot of dust," pretext Rafatar.
"You are this? Ngeyel keeps wanting to bear your wife huh? Your wife never finished the house, right? Although never sitting, at least the dust is cleaned," said Ama with a tone full of emphasis.
"My wife is busy, Ma. He worked from morning to evening. The important thing is that the floor is clean, for us it is enough."
"It should be, that Sunday he used to clean the house, cook well, keep ironing clothes for the next week. This is clearly a still dirty house even—"
"Ma?" What breaks the wife's speech.
"Let them go for a walk. They need a hilling to take off after being tired of working from day to day?" said the husband.
"Should he reduce his activities? Is she already a wife? Like the Ama era, right after marriage all wives focus on taking care of the household?" venna glanced at the kitchen.
"Ma, the past with the present is different, Ma. In the past the wives of the Ama era were mostly just finished school directly married, not using high school first. It takes care of the household. Our daughter-in-law is a career woman, Ma. Can not be equated with Ama who is painstaking in taking care of the household," said Apa.
"If so, use the services of a household assistant dong? Time is left like a house like no occupants like this?"
Ala heard all the chatter feeling sad. His eyes had been teary to withstand the turmoil when the mother-in-law's frenzy made his heart slit.
Ala again chose to busy herself in the kitchen, preparing drinks for all who were there. Not only that, Ala washes fresh fruits, cuts them carefully, and arranges everything on a tray. Their voices from the living room sounded quite clear.
"Actually I've asked him to, Ma. However, I respect Ala's desire to keep working? I have also offered to use the services of a housekeeper, but he disagrees. Life is our choice. We tried to do well. Ama doesn't have to worry about this." Rafatar was trying to defend his wife.
"Can't you dong? Ama has given everything that is terba—."
"Ma? Please! Later Ala heard that he could be sad," said Rafatar glanced back at the kitchen.
Ala felt her chest throbbing violently as all could be heard clearly. And, without realizing it, tears almost fell into the container of drink he was preparing. All of Ama's words were like being rewound in the head, piercing into the heart.
His heart was mixed between sadness and anger. However, he realized. Her parents mean her parents too. Although Ama did not understand what she was fighting for.
Ala took a deep breath, trying to cope with the surging waves of emotions. He chose to remain calm and maintain calm in the situation. He did not want to worsen the mood by responding emotionally.
After gathering strength, Ala continued her preparations. He finished the drink carefully, giving it the perfect final touch, even though his heart still felt heavy. He put a smile on his face, ready to give the drink with love to his family.
He knew that they would probably never fully understand his struggles, but he would not let reproach and negative comments undermine his passion for doing what he had been striving for all this time.
As Ala approached her family with a tray of drinks, she chose to look at them with a warm gaze.
"Well, looks like a really good chat?" ala tried to give a sincere smile.
"Ala, are you going to follow your husband or just say your own?"