SHAHDU IN THE SENDU
Cherry Blossoms
...Part 39's...
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In March 2022, they are at the right time, which in this month until the month after spring generally lasts. And the cherry blossoms are the symbol of this season in Japan.
Zain takes Zareen out to begin their journey, on a mission to realize his wife's dream. The transition season from cold to warm, until the air still feels a little cold. Zain made sure his wife was clad in thick clothes enough to warm her up.
“Ready dear?”
“Ready Mas”.
“Lets go”. Zain drew Zareen's hand and led him out.
Showa Memorial Park is their current destination. A very large garden with a colorful expanse of flowers is felt to be able to make the wife stunned. Where there is a collection of sakura at least 1,500 types of sakura, and also there are many other flowers, such as tulips, shirley and others.
Zain and his wife decided to go on foot, due to the distance not far from their inn. Some tired of walking will not be felt, because this city presents its beauty in every corner.
And sure enough, had not only reached the park, Zareen had been made to giggle in admiration of the cherry trees they began to meet on the streets.
“Wahhh...
Masyaallah..”.
“Yes Allah, very beautiful Mas”.
“Yes Allah is beautiful, all the way decorated with plants as beautiful as this”.
“This is just one sakura darling. There will be more than this”.
“Cock forage Mas”.
Zain smiled at Zareen's look, his heart warmed to see the enthusiastic look on his face. He wanted to keep that smile, to bring happiness to him. He increasingly tightened his grip on the tiny hand of the wife.
“Let’s get it”.
They walked a little faster, until the white dominated expanse was right in front of them.
“Somei Yoshino”. The round eyes were getting brighter, as if completely hypnotized by the charm of the most beautiful cherry blossoms.
Zain smiled and pulled his wife's hand closer to the white flowers, the icon of all sakura, Somei Yoshino.
“Ayok babe”.
Zareen nodded then followed Zain's steps. That look of admiration did not escape his face, it was very visible.
“Mashaallah
Lovely..”.
“Hihi “. Zain chuckled and rubbed the head of the wife who kept looking up at the trees.
“Mas, how can it be this good sih”. He muttered and began to release his hand from Zain's grasp.
“Liat kalan baik”. Tegur Zain was anxious because Zareen was walking with eyes that continued to look up. His wife seemed to have forgotten that they were still climbing the ground.
The spring wind blew and made the white petals fall. Zain scrambled to get the device out of his coat pocket and aimed at his wife.
Checkered
Checkered
Checkered
Constantly aiming at the wife who raised her hand to welcome the falling sakura.
“Mas...!”. His cry turned to Zain. As if to show Zain all that beauty, and all that happiness.
Zain approached and gathered the petals. After a lot he put on the hands of the wife who also has just as much.
“Chi Mas”. Zareen kissed the pile of petals on his hand.
“Where to try here Mas kiss”.
Zain lowered his head but the lips drew closer to his wife's forehead.
“Hmmm yes scented, fragranceiiiii once”.
“Ish This Mas. Flowers Mas”. Zareen groaned and bowed his face, he was ashamed because around them many other visitors.
“Yes flowers babe”.
“Ha ha do not frown so dear, later Mas more love lo”.
Zareen scattered the petals and ran away from Zain.
“Sweetest waitin”.
Zain chased after Zareen until the tiny body returned in his embrace.
The couple resumed their walk through other parts of the park. Until orange approaches, a sign that the sun will sink. Zain glanced at the clock, and sure enough it was not long before the time for the Maghrib prayer came. He whispered to his wife and they returned to the inn, returning with many memories stored forever in their hearts and memories.
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The next day the journey resumed, today their destination is Sumida Park or also known as Taito-ku. Zareen is very excited because there will be a Hanami festival, enjoying the beauty of spring along the river while eating on a yakatabune roof.
They then moved to Inokashira Park. In the park there are 500 cherry trees. Which can be enjoyed from the beginning of March until next april. Zain and Zareen return to the ship to explore the Inokashira pond. The branches of flowers that protrude into the pond produce a pink reflection on the surface of the water. Zareen stuck out a hand sweeping the pool water filled with fallen pink cherry blossom petals.
Zain just smiled to see the beauty, the beauty of the wife who was playing with beauty similar to him.
“How many flowers are there, baby?”
Zain asked as they had ascended back to the mainland.
“Somei Yoshino, Fugenzo, Shidarezakura, Kanzan, Kanhizakura, Edohigan, Ichiyou, Kawazuzakura, Yamazakura, Kikuzakura, and Ukon. Eleven Mas, really already this much Mas?”. He asked in disbelief while developing his ten fingers.
“And you count dear, anyways you memorized the names”. Zain chuckled
“Wahhh yes Loh Mas. That's a lot of waahh”. His murmur was again amazed
“Ha ha is there still not?”
“Negak Mas, Udah all”.
“Yakinnn?”
“Iya Mas, generally in Japan are indeed eleven types of this Mas. So we've seen everything”.
“Alhamdulillah.., you are not?”
“Seneng Mas, really cool , Masyaallah”.
“Alhamdulillah, tired Mas paid”.
“Mas tired?”.
“Iya very tired dear”.
“Tenang ya Mas, weary Mas will reply multiple rewards for pleasing the wife, it's a gift from Allah”. Zareen said with her puppy eyes.
“Ha ha Aamiin ya Allah. If there is a gift from you?”. Zain asked with his brow next to his.
“Mas want anything from Za, Mas already have everything”.
“Mas want...”.
“You what?”
Zain drew closer to his wife's face, which began to turn red.
“What Mas?”. Ask me nervously
“You loved you”. He said with a shallow grin on his lips
Zareen stared at the eyes that were fixed on her, the beautiful eyes of her lover. He's approaching, though,
Cup
Zareen kissed the husband
“Za dear Mas really, no need Mas aska”.
Zareen smiled to see chubby's cheeks getting flushed. He raised his hand and cupped it.
“Mas want to love you all, all for Mas, only Mas”.
“Only You Mas, because Mas my husband”.
“Love you honey”. Zain smiled with satisfaction and kissed his wife on the forehead, long ago.
He had become a possessive man, who needed the recognition of his beloved at all times, he realized it. But he needs that, he needs the wife, he needs the wife to love, he needs the wife to be in the heart of the wife, he needs all that feeling, and he needs his wife. So this confession was a shield for the glee of his heart that was afraid of losing all this.
TO BE CONTINUE
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