Pursuing the Love of My Husband
The Part 39 MCS

#Pursuing My Husband's Love part 39 (Shocking News)

After the meeting the other day, Rizki felt that it was suitable for the shophouse to be rented. In addition to the strategic place, the rental price of the property is not so burdensome.

Three months already Rizki running the business, accompanied by two employees and four mechanics in his workshop is quite large. In one shophouse, Rizki provides many spare parts for cars, as well as spare parts for motorcycles according to his dreams first.

Not at all imagined by him despite the conditions of the pandemic but his efforts went smoothly, exceeding expectations. In three months Rizki was overwhelmed by his busy work in the workshop.

Nisa's pregnancy has entered the fourth month, but nausea vomiting still strikes, but she enjoys the process.

Every morning, his stomach as in the obok-obok removing the entire contents, especially if he smelled the aroma of soap, onions, and the aroma of rice that had just ripened, his nose became more sensitive even when he slept.

There was no food digested in her stomach except fruits, chocolate which had been her favorite turned into one of the many foods that Annisa hated.

One day Nisa was crying, not because she was upset about her pregnancy, but because she thought how difficult it was to be a mother, it was only natural that God put heaven under her feet, because the struggle in early pregnancy alone is so heavy, this is only the beginning of other disagreements that a mother lives.

She remembered ummi, imagining first when pregnant ummi went through the same phase, especially when giving birth, ummi desperately spent all her energy, risking her life, struggling between life and death because the baby was wrapped around the placenta, and the baby was still alive, after successfully giving birth to Nisa, ummi fainted from exhaustion, she spent two gourds of intravenous fluids until she could completely recover. That's what Annisa heard from Abi's story.

His face warmed up to imagine the events experienced by ummi, his eyes felt hot, tears were crammed out soaking the cheeks. Nisa approached ummi, softly she said in her arms begging for forgiveness for all actions that have hurt the ummi heart, both realized and not realized, she begged for forgiveness because she could not make it happy.

Ummi hugged her tightly, stroking Nisa's head covered in hijab, she stroked Nisa's back that was bowing to her.

"Son, you have been happy for Ummi and Abi since the first time you were present in this womb. From your childhood who became the encouragement, entertainer and relief of tired Ummi also Abi, growing up you became a filial child who never denied. There is no loophole for Ummi not to forgive you, for you have no faults whatsoever that need to be forgiven. Ummi was the one who should apologize if all this time too hard in educating you." Haru Ummi said to his son.

For a moment, they drifted into arms, shedding each other's affection. The falling tears signify that there is great love in there.

***

"For today's delivery how many pieces, Qin?" Annisa asked her sister-in-law who was busy recording orders.

Yes, Annisa has returned to running an online store managed by Syauqina. Although he had a hiatus in a few months, but because of the many requests from resellers, Nisa decided to return to selling.

Of course with permission from her husband first, Rizki initially did not allow it, worried that Nisa would be soybean, but because Nisa continued to sulk she finally allowed it.

"About 83 pieces, Ma'am."

"Alhamdulillah, it's quite good because we just opened this bi-weekly store, hopefully next month can close even more."

"Aamiin, Ma'am." Syauqina said without stopping her eyes from the computer screen.

Nisa likes the performance of her sister-in-law who is deft and passionate in learning the material about the marketing system taught by Nisa.

Now having mastered all about marketing and so on, Nisa entrusted completely to Syauqina. Nisa only focuses on her pregnancy, and also pursues the material on campus that had stopped due to her weak content.

Now, Rizki and Annisa live in the shophouse, a three-story whitewashed shophouse, at the bottom of which is definitely used as a Rizki shop, Rizki, the second floor has three rooms each of which has a toilet in it, one sizable tv room, a kitchen, a guest bathroom, and a balcony overlooking the city center, respectively, featuring a view back and forth that does not stop from morning until night.

The third floor, there is an empty area without a bulkhead, at the end of which there is a large room used as the work place of Syauqina, while the outside is filled by stock sales Rizki and shelves with a partition boxes as a place to put products belonging to Annisa.

On the third floor has a rooftop, which is bounded with glass doors and windows, this rooftop in the decoration is very comfortable, there are many flower plants that spoil the eyes, the floor is covered with synthetic grass, the, Nisa also put a swing hanging from rattan as a place to relax, a small fish pond in the corner of the rooftop makes it look more beautiful. The workspace directly facing glass can penetrate the view out there. That is why Nisa uses the third floor as a workplace, so that Syauqina feels at home because the third floor is the most comfortable place of the entire room in the shop.

Rizki lay down on the bed, from the morning her feet did not stop walking to and fro serving customers because her employees were overwhelmed.

"Here her legs are straight" said Nisa who came carrying ginger milk in her hands, kept it in the nightstand and sat on the edge of the bed facing her exhausted husband.

"For what, baby?"

"You're on foot, must be sore, right pacing back and forth?"

"Don't love, no papa."

Nisa ignored her husband's words, she pulled the long leg into his lap and scolded him affectionately.

"Emmm.. It's delicious." Rizki said enjoying the massage, his legs were indeed very sore, from morning to afternoon there was almost no time to just relax the stiff leg muscles due to standing and pacing all day, even so he really enjoyed his work, wrong, meaning his effort.

"Where is today's order?" Rizki opened the conversation.

"Qina said today packing 83 pieces orderan." Answer Nisa.

"Alhamdulillah, it's only been two weeks."

"Yes, Mas. It turns out that it's true that Mas said first, if customers are satisfied with our products will definitely return even though they had closed the store long enough."

"Yes, the most important thing is sustenance." Rizki

"Here you go, sleep." Rizki patted her chest telling Nisa to sleep there.

Nisa complies, she settles down on the chest of Rizki's field with a position facing each other. Rizki stroked Nisa's stomach which had started to look bloated.

"Dedek dear, have you slept yet? Can you look at me, right?" Rizki whispered a little, Nisa just laughed listening.

"She's tired." Nisa Timpal.

"For bed business, Mas don't know tired." Rizki got up, now she was on Nisa's body, looking at her fixedly.

His hands run down the cheeks, down to the lips give a touch that makes the feathers of Nisa bristled, Rizki getting closer to finally melu-mat lips with affection.

Both heart palpitations are getting tighter, the breath is stinged as the orgasm gets bigger.

With the beginning of prayer first, they roared under the moonlight that peered from the window of the room.

***

Sunlight penetrated through the glass, filling Syauqina's work space with its warm glow. Today Qina came early with a matic motorbike from Rizki's former school.

Nisa and Rizki have told him to stay here several times, but he always refused on the grounds of not wanting to part with his mother and father.

Rizki was preparing to open a shop, while Annisa was cooking for breakfast. Every morning, they are busy with their respective activities, but do not forget to gather together in the dining room to fill the stomach as a source of energy.

"Breakfast first, Mas. Please call Qina, yes." Nisa said when she found Rizki hugging her from behind.

"Okay, baby." He kissed his wife's forehead then passed up the stairs to the third floor to call his sister breakfast together.

Because still nauseous smelling the aroma of onions, Nisa cooks without using the spice, but the food she makes still spoil the mouth.

Fried rice, jam bread, kebabs and warm milk have been presented at the dining table as a breakfast menu. They prayed together before eating.

The ringing of Rizki's phone broke the seriousness of those who were chatting while occasionally joking. The name of the caller on the screen makes Rizki sumringah.

"Assalamualaikum, Bro. Whatchur?" Greet someone across the phone.

"Heath Alhamdulillah."

"Surfing his workshop?"

"Alhamdulillah beyond expectations, the cave until overwhelmed every day pacing to serve buyers. How are you?"

"Alhamdulillah culinary meatballs kayaknya still be a prima donna, just like you, cave shop also never deserted."

"Main-play here is Jis, kangen cave."

"Yes, the plan is next week to check the location for branches in Cirebon, ntar cave stop by, yes."

"MashaAllah.. Cool you've opened a branch here. Ready to cave wait."

"Oh, yeah Ki ehmm.." Ajis's talk stopped as if in doubt.

"Why? How from his voice like nervous so, if there's anything you want to say, just don't hesitate."

"Hehe, yes. About your sister, Ki." Ajis still sounded doubtful.

Hearing the word 'sister' Rizki parted from the dining table and continued the conversation on the balcony, he understood Ajis would talk about Syauqina.

"Silhawkina? Why emang?" Rizki.

"Him, has anyone preached yet?" Although hesitant, finally the question successfully came out of Ajis' mouth.

Rizki began to understand the direction of Ajis' conversation, he smiled knowing that Ajis has a crush on Syauqina, it was appropriate that Ajis often asked things about his sister.

Ajis had met Syauqina twice, and then only briefly, first when Syauqina accompanied Rizki in the hospital when she had an accident, secondly when Rizki and Annisa were married.

But Ajis often hears Syauqina's stories from Rizki, about her personality, about her spirit of memorizing the Qur’an, and other things that might make Ajis interested in her.

"Ki," Ajis called out to disperse his reverie.

"Eh, yes Jis. Not yet, he's still alone, why?" Tanya Rizki pretended not to understand.

"Mmmmmm-mom.. That, that,. Anu's.. Ki.." Ajis' voice sounded nervous again.

"Lu have a crush on him?" Gereget because Ajis never confessed, finally Rizki shot him with the question.

"Yes Ki, the plan is next week the cave will go there to express this intention. Sorry, Ki grotto has tried to throw away this feeling, afraid you do not agree. But the more the cave tries to throw away, the more thoughtfulness. At least if the cave has been honest with you about this, the cave is not curious anymore because it has been an effort." Ajis said a little unpleasant.

"Lok, what is it? The reason the cave did not agree to why? You are a good person, devout of religion, there is no reason for the cave to oppose, let alone you good friend of the cave. But, the matter of accepting it or not, the cave leaves it completely to Syauqina, because who will live it, the cave does not want to make a meaning."

Yes, Rizki has known Ajis for a long time, there is no reply for him against Ajis' desire to marry Syauqina. Ajis has met the standards of religious men.

Ajis sounded happy to hear Rizki's words that gave the green light. There, a nervous face turned happy, sharing a big smile, as wide as his chance to marry Syauqina because he had received permission from Rizki.

"Look, Bro, the cave told Qina first about your intentions, while giving her the opportunity to think, and pray istikharah. So when you came here, he had already prepared the answer. How's it?"

"Agreed!" Sahut Ajis enthusiastically.

Rizki returns to the dining table, looking at her grown sister. Qina had just finished her graduation exam, but was still attached to Rizki's memory when she held her sister to pick mangoes.

"Why do you keep eating?" Qina said disconnecting Rizki's view.

"Sir, you're big now." Rizki.

Annisa and Qina looked at each other, astonished to hear Rizki's words just now.

"What's up, Mom? How is mellow?" Nisa asked in surprise, even though before picking up the phone they laughed together to hear her joke.

"Finished breakfast, let's talk for a second. Wait in the family room." Rizki said to Syauqina and his wife.

They gather in the living room as ordered by Rizki.

"Daddy, what do you think is the definition of marriage?" Ask Rizki to Syauqina.

"Marriage is worship, marriage is half religion, marriage is sunnah is most recommended by the Prophet SAW." Shauqina answered without asking.

"Then, what is the priority of a sholeh wife?" Rizki asked again.

"Can enter heaven from whichever door he wants. As the word of the Prophet SAW,

“When a wife keeps her prayers, fasts (Ramadan), keeps her honor, and obeys her husband, it says to the woman, enter thee into Heaven from whichever door thou wilt like.” [SV. Ahmad]." Syauqina answered by reading the proposition she knew.

"Whichever woman dies, and her husband rests upon her, she will go to heaven. [SV. Al-Tirmidhi]." Syauqina.

Although she did not understand her brother's question, but Syauqina answered obediently.

"Well, lastly, in what way do you have to obey his orders?"

"Everything except that which is contrary to the law of God and which is self-harm."

"You have understood all his knowledge. Now, what if suddenly there was a good man, devout of religion, and so affectionate with his parents coming to worship you?"

Syauqina flinched at her sister's words, she looked up at Rizki's black netra, confirming the seriousness in her speech.

Nisa who was no less shocked, looked at Rizki and Syauqina alternately, since Nisa did not comment, she understood that this conversation was not her room.

"May Qina know who it is?" The purple-hijab girl looked curious.

"Someone who is very familiar, even like his own family. You've met him twice."

Qina squinted her eyes, tracing the shadow of the person defined by her Brother. Suddenly he remembered a man he had met in the hospital. One of the men who came from so many friends Rizki.

But, the man is different, he faithfully waits in the hospital until Rizki recovers, comes every time he comes home from work, and leaves when he wants to work anyway.

"Is it Ajis?" Guess Syauqina. Rizki nodded in confirming.

"You think carefully, pray istikharah asking for guidance from Allah. In a week, he'll be here. Prepare your answer when he visits."

Although it looks still can't believe, but this is the reality. There's a swish in there that's hard to decipher.

Seriate...