
After the dawn of Adhan reverberated, Irsyad again grabbed his alphabet.
He saw Rahma still look sad because of her words earlier.
For a moment he approached Rahma with a kiss on her head. "Mas Irsyad apologizes yes, has made Rahma's deck sad."
The corner of the child's eyes suddenly dripped a circle of tears on Rahma's cheeks. "Rahma dear Irsyad, do not say things that smell of death mas, Rahma is afraid."
Sighs for a moment. Then smile. He didn't answer anything just peeking at his forehead.
"Mass?" Raising his head looked at the husband's face.
"Yes, I won't say that anymore. Yes, I went to the mosque first, baby."
Rahma nodded, then grabbed Irsyad's right hand and kissed the back of her hand.
"Assalamualaik."
"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah" replied Rahma.
The man came out from inside their room with a prayer mat hanging on his shoulder.
Rahma touched his chest. Irsyad's words pierced the recesses of his heart, not of him commanding Rahma to guard himself, but of the words of Ajal that would make him no longer able to guard Rahma.
Man always wants his love to remain by his side, but if there is a word destiny to separate? Will there be sincerity for him to accept that?
It was enough that he was separated by his love by fate. Don't want to repeat... Don't want any more.
Rahma wiped her tears. And moving, immediately he walked out to perform his prayer service.
With great hope he wishes on the almighty to hold the life and death of a person. Asking to give long life to the husband, because somehow never thought about how the fate of his life with his two children if the husband had to leave him first.
***
In a High School.
Irsyad just got out of class.
Mr. Huda approached him because he happened to both end up teaching. They decided to walk together towards the Lecturer's room.
"Ustadz how? The show is three weeks away." asked Mr. Huda.
"I've thought about it, and I'm willing Mr. Huda." replied Irsyad.
"Alhamdulillah, not compulsion is this?" Ask Huda ngeledek.
"Astagfirullah yes dong sir Huda. Ikhlas lillahita'ala." replied Irsyad.
"Hahaha thank God then, I will inform my brother. Haduh longed pilgrims seemed to be cured soon this" chuckled. Same with Irsyad.
After some of his activities on campus he returned home, seeing his children playing with their Lego.
Even though the house is getting messy this time Irsyad is just silent.
"Sorry, my house is in a mess."
Chuckled for a moment while rubbing Rahma's head. "It's okay dear." he said then then stepped back up.
"Mas want Rahma to make you some coffee?" Rahma.
Irsyad. "By the deck, taro at the table near the stairs huh." Smile and then put his feet back.
Rahma also walked to the kitchen, where Rani was cooking dinner for the family Ustadz Irsyad.
"Mom, this fish just as the chicken wants to fry once or how?" ask Rani the housekeeper.
"Later, let me fry it. Oh yes I want to accompany you, mother please take care of Nuha and Rumi for a while after this yes."
"Yes, Mom." Rani replied.
After finishing making coffee Rahma back to walk, before that he warned his children to be kind because his abi had come home.
Rahma put the coffee on the table, then opened the door of her room. There was the sound of water gurgling from the bathroom. The husband is bathing in it.
Rahma also arranged some toys in the room.
Restored, slightly. Since their room was still one with those two children, there was definitely still a trace of chaos there.
Cklaaaaak the toilet door opened, Irsyad came out with a circular towel around his waist.
Then walk closer to the wardrobe which is not far from the bathroom door.
After choosing he wore it, and approached the wife who looked tired.
"How many times has his neck vein been interested?" Ledek Irsyad while peeling the curve of the neck of the wife makes Rahma chuckle.
"Wasn't it a mas, which forbids Rahma to pull Rahma's neck veins on children?"
"Hehehe. How does it feel to be patient, dear?"
"Weight is a mas, you never feel like looking after them all day."
Still hugging Rahma tightly from behind. "You know the deck." Kissing constantly at the curve of the wife's neck.
"It's been amused." Chuckles.
"But like it, right?" Smack again without mercy. Making the bodies of the two squirm at each other as one avoided the one continuously launching attacks.
Cklaaaaaaakkk Irsyad let go of his embrace quickly. And switch to holding something.
Because the boy suddenly came in.
"You didn't lock the door anyway." Bisik Irsyad's. Rahma also chuckled.
"Abiiiiii, ummaaaaa, loiβ toy Nuha in rusakin same sister." Whining while walking in to meet two parents who still look wrong because almost caught their child while making out.
Irsyad. He took Noah's body to sit on his lap. "Here try abi see?" Grabbing Noah's flaming Fairy stick toy.
"It can still be fixed, baby. Is it in the same brother?"
"On the banting, bad brother..." Complaining still with a spoiled whining tone.
Rahma also shook her head. He then walked out past Irsyad who was with a jail rubbing his waist.
Rahma's eyes were rounded towards the man who was chuckling. His hands focused on Noah's toys. And try to fix it.
After a long time, the toy was repaired.
Irsyad tried to turn it back on, and the stick came back on.
"That's right?" Abi Irsyad, said,
Nuha smiled, she kissed her abi cheeks.
"Thank you Abi.... Dede wants to play again." The boy moved.
"Don't run, baby, get off the stairs carefully." Irsyad cried but the boy had already run out.
Make Irsyad back up and then step out. On the sofa near the stairs Irsyad sat while enjoying a coffee made by Rahma.
After sipping a sip, he put his coffee cup back on the table and grabbed the book on the shelf next to the chair.
Yes, since the middle room became the area of power of the two twins, now the sofa on the second floor is the favorite place of the Abi. Enjoy free time by reading the book he has moved on the second floor.
Because Irsyad likes a little peace, that's why Irsyad's favorite place moved on the second floor. In order not to hear too much noise if he wants solitude.
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