SHAHDU IN THE SENDU
The veil
...Part 35's...
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White Lily contains the meaning of purity, purity, sincerity, glory, new life and friendship. Well that is the meaning that is in this graceful and charming flower.
Zain was fascinated by the beauty before his eyes. With a smile that continues to expand on his round face, the wife is still busy kissing the flower. His wife got this bouquet of flowers. Zain stepped closer, further eroding the distance between them.
“Sayang..”.
Zareen raised her face as her two hands holding the bouquet of flowers were covered by her husband's burly hands. When their views meet.
“Bby Mas kiss you?”
Zareen was fixated, she fell upon her husband's deep gaze, looking at him softly and cradled. He knows the meaning of this gaze, and the intent behind the word “by”. She is now a mature woman who has become a wife, who has prepared herself for this, both mentally, materially and most importantly in preparation for science. She recalled, long ago, she had with all this readiness awaited her husband, but at that time she had not been seen in the eyes of the husband, the pain of that moment imprinted her heart. But now that her husband had seen her, and looked at her as a wife, he should have suppressed and buried her in all that grief. With a beating heart that was hunting, and with a sweet smile that they were nodding. He looked back into the husband's eyes.
The same thing Zain did, he knew his wife was groggy, and it was the same. With an increasingly strong pounding on his chest, he switched to holding the wife's shoulder, and advanced his face forward.
Cup
He kissed the forehead of the old lover of heart, very long more than usual. Then down to the wife's temple. Zareen's grip on her White Lily bouquet strengthened. Zain looked at the small movement, he smiled wryly. Then pulled away and rubbed his wife's chilly cheeks.
“Shalat sunnah first yes”.
Zareen nodded, and they repeated taking ablution, to avoid hesitation. Zain imitated his wife with two rakaats of sunnah prayer. In a very calm night with a breeze that blows slowly Zain murmured dhikr and led the prayer that his wife aamiinkan. Ask for blessings for their household, and ask that Allah extend their soul mate to their future marriage.
Zain turned and approached his wife, raised his right hand and placed it on the head of the lover of hearts, then solemnly’ he read the verse do’a, which he read,
اَللَّهُمَّ إِنِّيْ أَسْأَلُكَ مِنْ خَيْرِهَا وَخَيْرِ مَا جَبَلْتَهَا عَلَيْهِ ، وَأَعُوْذَ بِكَ مِنْ شَرِّهَا وَشَرِّ مَا جَبَلْتَهَا عَلَيْهِ
Allahumma inni as’aluka min khoirihaa wa khoirimaa jabaltaha ‘alaih. Wa a’udzubika min syarriha wa syarrimaa jabaltaha ‘alaih
"O Allah, I ask You for His goodness and the good that You have set upon him. And I take refuge in Thee from his ugliness and the ugliness which Thou hast set upon him."
and blew the wife's head. Along with that, Zareen mamiinkan do’a he taped.
Zain raised the face of Zareen who was still looking down closed his eyes,
“Open your eyes dear”.
Zareen opened his eyes and stared fixedly at the priest's sweet smiling face at him, the face was very radiant.
“I Love You My Wife”.
Zain again eroded the distance and kissed the wife's forehead, down to her temples, on her high nose, her two stye cheeks, and on the charm that was awake only for her.
Late night, with silence far from the hustle and bustle of the city, with the coolness of the night with the wind, and with peace of heart and soul, Zain plucked the beauty of his unconscious.
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Zain blinked his eyes, slowly moving his tilted body at the peaceful sleeping lover bearing one hand. The light breath hit Zain's chest in a thin shirt, until the warmth of the regular breath he felt. Zain attached a strand of hair covering part of his female cheek to his ear. Touching closed eyelashes, tracing the nose of the nose, caressing the cheeks full, and rubbing the lips that are clenched. It has really fallen on the charm of this simple mature brown-skinned woman. He loves very much.
Zain glanced at the clock, still at 03:10. He pulled the blanket over Zareen's curled body, slowly pulled out his hand and replaced it with a pillow. Let her woman continue her sleep for a little while longer. Then he got out of bed and went to the bathroom to purify himself thoroughly and perfectly, where last night before going to bed he and his wife had washed with ablution water first.
Finished with his bath, Zain again approached Zareen who was still in the same position. He did not have the heart to wake her, but he had to, for it was soon dawn.
“Sayang..”.
Zain patted his wife's face slowly, it was a little harder than usual, where Zareen was very easy to wake up, even the wife who often woke up first from him.
“Honey wake up yuk”.
“Engghh”
Zareen opened both of her eyes slowly. Zain laughed at this, he felt pity, and his wife was still very sleepy.
“Sayang”
“Hmmm”. Zareen muttered half-consciously
“This who?”. Zain said as he pointed at himself
“Mas Zain”. Zareen replied with eyes still flickering. He really tried his hardest to clear this vision.
“Whose temperature?”
“I'm”.
“Ha ha has fully returned his spirit turned”.
Canda Zain holding his wife's oily nose.
“Wake up, already dawn dear”.
Zareen smiled and draped a thick blanket that made him who wore short-sleeved pajamas immediately bristled with dryness. He was about to sit down, but his body floated up, surprised he put his hands around his neck.
Zain lifted her up to the bathroom, after which she came out and soon returned with Zareen's towel and clothes in hand.
“No need to rush the bath baby, still enough time really. Be careful, do not take kepleset”. Zain rubbed Zareen's messy long mane, then after Zareen nodded he turned around and closed the door quietly.
Behind that, Zareen smiled with a red hue on her cheek. Indeed, the heart of this woman is very easily touched, so it is not difficult to divide this creature called woman is not it?!
Not long after, Zareen came out of the bathroom, and hurried to get a face because her husband was already standing on his sajad.
“Aready?”
“Mas”.
Zain made sure that his body was ready, and upon hearing the answer from his wife Zain raised his hand and began their prayer.
After that they continued by reading the Quran’an both. With the wife who again pointed to her teaching. He really liked what he was doing. Zain recalled, he used to love the same thing, the routine he did with his mother and his late father.
TO BE CONTINUE
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They are happy, they he
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