SHAHDU IN THE SENDU
Imam and Makmum
...Part 30's...
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After traveling for about two hours, Zain and Zareen finally landed on the land of Java, safely.
“Bos”. Reza shouted loudly while waving one hand
“You made all eyes fixed on us”. Zain's grudge made Reza laugh out loud
“Hy sister-in-law”. Sapa Reza turned his gaze to the woman who was walking behind Zain.
Zareen smiled and nodded politely.
“God be his smile, the aura of the newlyweds is indeed different ya”. Reza's whisper approached Zain's ear which ended up getting a sharp plot from the CEO and Director of MF International Group.
“Although Mr. Boss, joking doank”. Zain raised his hand and moved away from Zain, keeping a safe distance.
Zain lifted all the luggage in Reza's aid and opened the passenger door for Zareen, after which Zareen entered and sat next to Zareen.
“If you still sleep again aja”. Said Zain looking at Zareen who rubbed his eyes
“Negak Mas, this does not know why peri”. Zareen replied with her hands continuing to rub her eyes
“Don't poke Zaa, it's red”. Zain drew Zareen's hand, then blew the two eyes slowly in turn.
“Institute this dust”.
Zareen blinked her eyes.
“Still sick”?
“Udah gk too Mas, thanks ya Mas”
Zain smiled then rubbed Zareen's head which made Zareen blush, very clearly visible in Reza's eyes through the small glass in front of him. The interaction between the two made him smile, too,
“Alhamdulillah”. Reza cried out inwardly.
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Ningsih is busy arranging dishes on the table, some simple menus with the main ingredients of mushrooms that become Zain's favorite food. Well, the old woman was very enthusiastic waiting for the arrival of her son and daughter-in-law.
Not long after the roar of the car entered the courtyard, Ningsih stopped her activities and immediately rushed to open the door.
“Mbuuu... “. Zain hugged his mother as soon as Mom opened the main door.
“Uhuk”.
Zain immediately let go of his embrace , “Tightness yes Mom, sorry sorry Bu”. Zain said grinning while rubbing Mom's back.
“Sayangggg..”.
Ningsih shifted Zain's body and switched to hug Zareen.
Reza giggled at the bosses his mother ignored.
“Mother Iza kangen”. Mumbled Zareen in Mom's arms
“Mother is much more kangen dear”.
Ningsih released a hug as she felt the water slamming into her shoulders.
“Eh why nangis”?
“Pardon Iza ya Bu”.
“Nobody needs I'm sorry baby, you're not wrong, that's wrong that's your husband”. Tukas Ningsih glanced cynically at Zain who was fixated with perfectly rounded eyes.
“Already, you must be tired, let's go in baby”.
Zareen walked hand in hand with Mother, leaving behind Zain who was breathing deeply.
“Yuk mr bos”. Reza patted his best friend's shoulder.
For some reason, Zain felt neglected, "hufh".
“Wah Mom cook mushrooms oyster sauce”. Zain exclaimed and immediately sat down on the chair surrounding the round table.
“Well Mom?”
“He he thanks My mom darling”. Said Zain while giving fly kiss to Mother.
“Iza yuk nak eat”. Mom got Zareen a plate and scooped rice for him.
“Do not bu, Za aja who took it yourself”
“Nih side dishes want which one?”. Niingsih ignored the protection of her daughter-in-law and continued to add side dishes on Zareen's plate
“Hopefully you like your mother's cooking, which forced everything made from Mushroom”.
“He he did not papa ma'am, whatever I made must be tasty”.
Mom smiles, “Eat a lot yes, already eat nak”
“Iya Bu”. Zareen nodded
“Hah Mom is so now, already dipping me”. Gerutu Zain who stopped the romance of his mother and his wife.
“What?”. Mother asked as if she did not understand
“Hufh.”.
Zain raised his plate about to pick up the rice, as soon as a hand pulled the rice barrel from his hand. Zareen painstakingly scooped the rice on her husband's plate and picked up some side dishes. Zain smiled at the wife's every move.
“Thank you my wife”. He muttered as Zareen placed the plate in front of him.
“This child is spoiled once, it's been a pity eat-eat”. Ningsih's grunt that made Zareen hold back her laughter
After cleaning their dinner plates earlier, Zareen went upstairs to rest. The trip from Sumatra to Java Island was enough to make him tired. When she arrived at the door of her husband's room, she hesitated. Maybe it's better he sleeps in the guest room just downstairs. Zareen returned downstairs and walked straight to the guest room next to the stairs. Just as Zareen was about to turn his door knob suddenly his hand was held back. Lifting his gaze and his eyes highlighted the face that was staring at him fixedly.
“Sleep in room top”.
Zain pulled Zareen's hand and led her back to the second floor, not letting go of the grip to the room. Zain opened the door of his room and after entering he closed it again.
“Sleep”. Said Zain with a smile
Zareen simply nodded and immediately turned around, but his hand was held back.
Zareen turned her head and found the husband who was stepping closer. Spontaneous Zareen retreated but now her husband's hand turned around her waist.
“Ma-mas”. Zareen muttered stammered, he was very nervous, really.
Zain raised one hand, and tidied up Zareen's untidy hijab again.
Zareen was fixated, his body suddenly like being flanked by blocks of ice, cold and stiff.
His eyes instantly closed, as Zain approached and kissed his forehead.
“My wife Zareen”.
Zareen opened her eyes, and looked at her husband's face adorned with a sweet smile.
“Kaak, sister..”
There was a repeated pounding of the door outside, and it was very clear the owner of the loud voice was the echo. Zain rubbed his wife's head and let go of her grip. “Former to meet Echoes directly break yah”. After getting a nod from his wife Zain then turned around and gave time to let go of the longing for the brother and sister.
“Kakkkkk. Echoes ran and immediately scattered in Zareen's arms.
“Gema is very longing kaakkk”.
“Sister also babe”. Reply Zareen while rubbing Echoes hair that is wet with sweat.
And the two brothers chatted, telling stories to release all the longing that gripped all this time.
19.27 WIB
Zain and Zareen held a prayer meeting together. They fulfill their duties as Muslims. Zain stood in front of the priest for the wife who would always follow him. They work every rakaat with tuma’ninah and khusu’. After he finished saying the greeting Zain continued on with a prayer, repeating the recitations of dhikr to exalt God. Zareen marinated at the back with a smile rising from both slats of her lips, she stared at the steadfast back that was behind her.
“Aamiin allahumma aamiin”
Zain and Zareen cupped both hands to their faces. Accompanied with a heart that hopes will be terijabahnya do’a that they just skipped.
Zareen shifted a little forward and when Zain turned around he found Zareen who had reached out to him. It was with a feeling that he received that hand. Zareen crucified her husband's hand long ago, and when she raised her forehead again she kissed him. Her heart was pounding, continuing like this when her husband did this.
“Seeing together huh?”. Ask Zain after that
TO BE CONTINUE
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