
After getting Irsyad's confession that night Rahma really served her husband better.
He even brought rice and side dishes for Irsyad.
"There's something else you want, right?" ask Rahma.
"No, baby, that's enough. Thank you." replied Irsyad, who was still looking at him guiltily.
Rahma poured mineral water into Irsyad's glass. Then sit next to him. Observing Irsyad who was about to scoop his rice.
"Dec, how are you quiet? Why not take the rice?" ask Irsyad.
"Rahma wants to wait for Irsyad to finish eating first. If you need something how? Rahma did not want you to take it for yourself." replied Rahma.
"Oh Allah, Rahma. Not like that either. Come on eat. Get the rice, yeah." Irsyad is about to move. But swiftly in resistant Rahma.
"Don't mas, mas don't get rice for Rahma. Let Rahma take it for herself." Rahma moved and grabbed those near her.
'Dek Rahma must still be angry with me.' inner Irsyad. Who was still observing his wife acting strangely.
"Cock quiet? Not good huh? I'm sorry, but maybe Rahma will change the food."
"Don't, this is a nice deck. I love your cooking."
Rahma. "There is no need to be forced, Rahma is not able to cook as good as Irsyad mas cuisine kok." he said gloomily.
"Dek Rahma?"
"We'll just continue eating it." Cut Rahma back to reveal her smile.
'I don't want you to seduce me or Sok to praise me. I can't believe your seduction. You're the same as those who can't keep their hearts.' Rahma's mind. It is true that Rahma's past trauma to the fikri seemed to return. That's what makes Rahma can't think clearly about her husband.
They continued to eat dinner until it was over. Just now Irsyad finished drinking water in his glass Rahma had gone to grab the dirty dishes and wash them.
In his silence Irsyad observed his wife's movements.
'This is what I'm worried about if I have to be honest with you. Because like a woman who only thinks from her point of view, you will never want to listen to the truth from my point of view. That my heart is just a little shaky, there is no intention to silence you deck Rahma. But you still look at me as a guilty husband. Even if I try to explain anything? all of that will be a self-defense, for you.
For now, I better be quiet. Let him on his mind, wait until his heart is completely calm.' Irsyad sighed.
"Dek Rahma, Mas go up first huh. Wanted to see the twins." said Irsyad.
"Yes," answered Rahma, briefly. Without looking back.
Irsyad also took the time to approach Rahma first and then kissed her forehead. After that, he continued his steps to the room.
When she finished, Rahma went up. He opened the door of his room. He sees Irsyad sleeping on the bed of Noah and Rumi. His eyes are closed. From his breath it seemed like the man was already asleep. (Note: the beds of Noah and Rumi are no longer cots.😊)
Rahma looked at the exhausted looking man. Right, maybe all day he had spent his energy on something like this. Rahma grabbed her blanket and covered her husband's body.
"Maybe I want to sleep with the kids." Rahma smiled wryly.
She walked to her dresser sitting there facing the glass. Observing her self that was not as beautiful as before. Using clothes negligee, hair in the midget. Plain face is not maintained let alone makeup.
Since she had children, Rahma never took care of herself again. She was so busy she couldn't even comb her hair properly.
A dull-looking face, a body that seemed to be getting fatter. Make sure. If he is no longer attractive. Rahma covered her face with both palms and elbows propped up on the table. Rahma is back.
"I'm still upset, still very upset at you mas." Rahma Mumbled.
"I'm not as beautiful as I used to be, all because I'm just a housewife. That's what makes me even more unattractive and this fatter body is really ugly, especially my husband still looks handsome. Very upset it feels, Hiks." Rahma still felt low.
The sleeping Irsyad opened his eyes slowly. He listened to everything Rahma was muttering, although it was not clear.
'Astagfirullahalazim Why is it like this deck of Rahma?' irsyad murmured in his heart.
"Mas has not slept" asked Rahma to the man who was standing behind Rahma. Looked at him from the mirror.
Irsyad hugged Rahma's body from behind. "Daddy, you want to ask? Did you do something so despicable? Until we have to renounce the title of ustadz, this?" ask Irsyad. Rahma was silent too. Her tears showed that she was really disappointed in her husband.
Irsyad let go of her embrace and squatted down in front of Rahma. "Ede knows, the human heart cannot be forced to remain on its axis. And I'm sure Rahma's deck must have been like that too, right?" ask Irsyad.
"Do you have to take punishment from you? If indeed according to the decree of Rahma, did that great sin that was not forgiven, because it had committed adultery even though it was only in a dream? Mas iklhas deck, mas will immerse the body of the mass as far as the neck, and deck Rahma can sharpen the head of the mas to death, to make up for the mistakes of the Irsyad" said Irsyad Rahma turned her head.
"No, my mom, that's impossible. Rahma couldn't possibly punish me with such a horrible thing."
"That's an adulteress sentence for married people. If indeed it can still be considered adultery mas will do." said Irsyad.
Rahma shook her head quickly. "Not Irsyad, really, Rahma didn't want me to do that."
"Why?? It was already a comparable punishment, at least mas no longer bear sins, even though it must die. And if Rahma won't do it, I'll ask someone else for help, to do it."
Rahma grew sobbing, then hugged her husband's body. "No, no. don't. Don't do that please. Rahma doesn't want to lose Irsyad's body."
"Ade said earlier that Rahma's deck was upset, right?" ask Irsyad.
"Hiks. Hicks."
"Dek Rahma still curses herself mas, mas will be the same. Will curse and regard yourself as a depraved man." Irsyad.
"Hiks, Mas, please don't say it again. Forgive Rahma. Rahma didn't mean that."
Irsyad took a long breath. He took off Rahma's embrace. Then he grabbed something from his closet drawer. Then he walked back to Rahma.
Rahma saw a small box in Irsyad's hand. Irsyad opened it before Rahma.
"Mas, know. I can no longer say words of love to you. Even this thing, from now on I can't give it to you. All reasons? Mas is afraid that Rahma will assume the mas is seducing so that mas can easily escape from mistakes." Irsyad took out a necklace with pendants, initials I and R that became one of the boxes.
"Before we give this to Dek Rahma, we want to ask. Is Rahma's deck still able to believe the vows of love that Irsyad was loudly right in front of the witnesses four years ago?"
Rahma. His eyes were still staring at Irsyad. Irsyad grabbed Rahma's hand and kissed her. "If there were a higher word than the word sorry, would have been revealed to you deck Rahma."
Irsyad opened the necklace hook. Then I looked back at Rahma. "Let's get him dressed?"
Rahma nodded slowly. Irsyad smiles. He also put the necklace on Rahma's neck. Finished putting her back crouching in front of Rahma.
Then kiss the pendant on Rahma's chest. Makes Rahma flinch. Because of the blow on his chest.
"Is there a sweeter word than I love you deck of Rahma?" ask Irsyad. Rahma smiled too.
Irsyad approached the smiling lips and then kissed them for a long time. Then release it for a moment.
"Mas wants to repeat the first night with you again." Said Irsyad who then carried the body of Rahma suddenly made Rahma flutter.
"Mas Rahma is heavy."
"No puny. The proof is still strong." Irsyad kissed his wife's lips. Then put it on the bed.
"May the twins do not interfere with the first night of abi and ummanya" said Irsyad while removing his boss. Rahma also chuckled.
Long night full of love was felt Irsyad and Rahma. Unmatched enjoyment after a day struggling with problems that drain the heart and emotions make them feel more Sakinah which ends mawaddah and Warohmah.
'I love you very, very much my wife...
That's what you and the world need to know, other people might just pass by, disturbing our calm. Because still, there is only one name that will occupy the throne in my heart.
and there will be only one name in each of my prayers. The woman who will be the sole companion of life is Irsyad Fadilah. You are Rahma Quratta Aini, my beloved wife.'
Finished....