Selebgram Insaf For The Solehah
Chapter 45

Safa took a little cooked soup, and put it in two small bowls as a container to serve.

The woman placed one of the bowls containing the meat soup on the table, close to Afin who was preparing to eat it.

The soup has been ripe since. But they postponed his meal in order to do Dzuhur prayer first. The delicious-scented smoke is still billowing. And only this time the man was immediately tasteful to see the food that was in front of him. Is it possible because of someone he loves ? It's probable.

"Would you like to wear sambal?" Tanya Safa offers. The woman was ready to hold a small cobek made of clay.

"A little bit." He lifted his plate towards Safa. The woman smiled as her hand scooped the onion chili for her husband.

"Here?"

"Yes..."

The girl placed it on top of the warm rice. Afterwards Afin put the plate back, and switched to a spoon made of metal. The man could not wait to taste the soup made by Safa.

The first mouth went into his mouth. A savory warm sensation instantly spread out. The man was silent, tasting his lips.

"Where, Bang?" Safa asked worriedly.

"I am, Yes!" he replied with a logic ala one of the Indonesian idol judges. He then laughed, while rubbing the closed head of the instant bergo. "But very..."

"Alhamdulillah..." Safa was delighted, having managed to get her husband to praise her cooking. The woman tasted it and agreed. Yes, at least the food is still good even though during cooking a lot of interference from Afin.

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A week passed, the school holidays arrived and the time for the two to travel on their honeymoon to Turkey. Quite far indeed, from the distance of his marriage because it deliberately took in the school holidays, so as not to interfere with the work of Safa who is an educator.

This afternoon Safa started packing a little. Because in two days, he and Afin will take off to Istanbul. The place where the name Muhammad Al-Fatih is known to the public for his success in conquering the city of Constantinople.

A girl with a rectangular hijab lifts aloft one of the women's special winter coats, which she often sees in the wear of office women in Korean dramas.

"How much is this, Ma'am?" Tanya Qonni who had been at home since noon accompanied her older sister.

"I don't know, your brother-in-law bought all this. Not directly at once. And some of them bought Mother Ayattul."

"Hmmm..." Qonni read his brand which instantly made his mouth gawk. "MashaAllah! This is the coat equivalent that Song Hye Kyo often wears. Expensive, Ma'am!"

"Then anyway? How much is it worth?" Safa asked, too, who was curious. While the girl sitting before him was still busy reading their clothing brands one by one. And increasingly made head bobbles when knowing everything is included in the category of luxury goods.

"Any! All of this if joined can build the house of Mr. Irsyad loh, Ma'am. Even with the contents, ckckckck..."

"Well! Any time?" Safa who did not know the brand was flabbergasted.

"Seriously, Ma'am. But not surprised. His name is Afin Anka. It was clear that all the clothes used were not brand cans. For example, her daily clothes, the shirts. One can reach dozens to tens of millions of dollars?"

Safa just knew, all this time he thought the shirt that often used Afin was a regular shirt. Such as G*cci and Bal*nciaga.

"But, don't ordinary people also like to wear those brands?"

"Haha..." Qonni covered his mouth laughing at her innocent Kaka. "Emang, but the KW is far away. If the class of Kak Afin it is impossible to wear a fake. Mending wear cheap clothes but not KW than branded but KW, Mommy."

"Ooh, I just found out."

"I'm also aware that the robe that Mbak Safa wears these days is a well-known brand. The price is not hundreds of thousands more. Really lucky, so envious of me."

"Everything must be heavy" Safa murmured as she looked at all her clothes.

"What?"

"Hisabku..," Safa replied with a sad expression that seemed to immediately mengultimatum her sister.

The girl stopped her smile. It was as if the world hovering above his head instantly collapsed instantly.

"Eat him, don't ever envy my circumstances. It is precisely me who is afraid, if too long in the court of God," he continued.

"If you've talked to Sister Safa, the ends must be the afterlife," he murmured very softly. Because that is what Safa is like.

"Udah is too late, Ma'am. I'm going home, right?"

"Kirain wants to go?" Safa moved to follow her sister who had risen first before taking her carry bag.

"No. Later that night I want to meet a friend of High School," he replied while putting a backpack on his back.

"Oh, yes..."

Cklaaafck!

Both of them spontaneously looked at the door. Seen Afin's body is standing in the room door while saying hello. The two answered the greeting together.

"Sister.." greeted with a nod of the head.

Afin smiled in response to the greeting while approaching Safa. The woman immediately grabbed Arifin's hand and kissed the back of her hand. Then switch to Qonni.

"Are you here again, Dek?" ask him on Qonni. The girl nodded too.

"Yes, Brother. But now I'm going home, all right."

"Why rush? just relax."

"I've been there since, brother. So, Qonni said yes first. Assalamualaikum..."

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah," Safa and Afin answered almost simultaneously. Do not forget Afin gave two parcels to carry Qonni all.

Claaap door closed tight. Leaving both of them quiet.

Afin refocused on the long-haired woman by his side. There are also two suitcases in an open position on a hairy carpet.

"I miss..." Without ba, bi, ma'am, the man immediately grabbed him tightly. The shower of kisses is given several times which ends in a lightning kiss on the lips.

"I think you're coming home tonight."

"What if I go home early, you don't like it?" Pinching Safa's cheeks. She laughed for mercy.

"I'm just asking. Wouldn't welcome you in front if you came home like this." Rubbing his own cheek in the former pinch of Afin. The woman walked slowly back to her position earlier while packing clothes.

The man did not answer any more than to take a comfortable position. He immediately laid his head on Safa's lap.

"Why do you want Safa to make warm tea?" Safa asked, her fingers combing Afin's hair while her other hand pinched her cheeks.

"So soon, you must be tired of packing?"

"No, I'm assisted by Qonni. I think carrying two suitcases like this is too much, not really. But wearing these clothes makes it not fit much. It's not all in yet."

"No, we have ten days in Istanbul. So the stock of clothes should be plenty. And we have to add another suitcase, Fa. It's natural that people bring a lot of things when they vacation abroad."

Safa nodded. He counted the clothes that went into their suitcases where the winter clothes were more dominant. He also rose up after pushing Afin first to take another suitcase. Because the clothes that are prepared have not fully entered.

"That's winter, huh?" Sitting next to Afin who was also looking over his winter suit. Everything was in accordance with his wishes. Safa really knows the clothes she likes.

"Yes. Do you have a physical problem with cold temperatures? We'll check on health again tomorrow, okay?" Afin's hand touched Safa's pure white forehead.

"Not really. But fear of hypothermia."

"Relax, there I will neutralize your body temperature. I'm ready, for days at the same hotel as you."

"Well, are we going to spend vacation time at the hotel?"

"Yes, if you want that. No papa. I won't get bored." Afin strained both of his eyebrows.

"What the hell, of course I don't want to. Wanted to walk. Enjoyed your time there..." Safa's hands clamped down on Afin's cheeks in a fit of anxiety.

The man even returned his mischievous gaze. Until an ambush of love is given. Safa's reflex screams echoed in the room, ending the laughter as her body now stretched out on a fur carpet after receiving a sudden boost from Afin. Which immediately fused their lips then.