Tasbih Love Fatimah
Satya is Acting Weird

The night was getting late, Fatimah who understood her obligation to wait for the arrival of Satya who never looked at her nose, how could Satya meet her guests until late like today? slowly the drowsiness began to attack Fatimah, he who since the afternoon stood up to experience the guests now began to feel tired, until without being able to hold his eyes began to shut, sleeping in the sleep he really needed.

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Fatimah had just fallen asleep and was enjoying a sleep that felt so good because of the fatigue Satya came and went into the room.

"Good, , he's asleep, '" Satya said as she walked into the bathroom cleaning herself and changed the bridal suit that felt heavy because Satya had been tired, Satya deliberately buy time so as not to meet face to face with Fatimah, he was tired and wanted to immediately rest.

The night that should have been a historic night in the life of Fatimah and Satya was just passed by, hatred and resentment are still inherent in Satya, he did not intentionally do his duty and did not take his right, he did not take his duty, let Fatimah be at a loss as to what was going on, for that was her original plan.

Fatimah woke up first, it seems that waking up early has become a habit that he brought from pesantren, Fatimah looked at Satya with a feeling that was filled with a strange taste, strange, Satya slept soundly as if there were no burdens.

'Why didn't Satya wake me up? wasn't that first night the most awaited thing by a man? They can ask for his rights and do his duty all night, but why didn't Satya ask for it instead? is it because I slept first? Satya did not have the heart to wake me up, ' Inner Fatimah looked strangely at Satya who was still asleep in her sleep, she looked so sound without any burden.

Fatimah who tried to think positively now chose to get out of her sleep and fulfill her duty as a servant.

"Mas Satya!" call Fatimah trying to wake Satya who looks still sound in her sleep.

"Hm," said Satya, he is the type of man who is very easy to wake up, inversely proportional to Fatimah who does have a habit of being difficult to wake up unless he did wake up himself.

"Wake Mas! it's time to pray at dawn" said Fatimah with a soft tone and touch given in the shoulder area.

Fatimah had tried her hardest to act like someone who knew Satya, although it actually felt so awkward she still tried to act ordinary, every awkwardness came, every time, Fatimah always reminded herself that she is now a wife who has obligations to her husband.

"Yes," a short word emerged from Satya's lips which immediately walked into the bathroom without a word.

"Fiuuu," said Satya while wiping the heart that felt beating faster than usual, very difficult to control yourself if in front of Fatimah and one room with her, Fatimah was very tempting, how not to flirt, how not to flirt, fatimah was wearing a pajama with shorts and a shirt with buttons that opened one at the top, as she lowered her head to wake Satya up, of course, the twin mountains that are usually in the eyes of the most favorite place for the adam belonging to Fatimah is seen, the white and smooth skin makes something in Satya struggling, he said, he did marry Fatimah out of spite, but Satya was still a normal man who would definitely feel the right thing in most other men.

"Why did Satya just leave? did not I have a look like this to attract his attention, I instead look like ****** that is tempting prey," said Fatimah regretting her decision to make her wish come true.

Fatimah who understands if the reward of heaven for a wife who asked her husband first to get his right on the first night decided to wear short clothes and seemed minimal just to get the reward ever it was told by the teacher, but his wish could not be realized because Satya actually seemed reluctant to touch it.

What happened to Fatimah did not escape the sight of Satya who was already awake and standing not far from where Fatimah sat.

'It seems like my plan worked, it was not in vain that I restrained myself and ignored him, he looked so disappointed and I was so happy to see him, ' Satya's inner self with a triumphant smile that was clearly visible on his face.

"Does Mas Satya drink coffee every morning? or is there something I want to eat this morning?" fatimah asked when she saw Satya who had just finished carrying out her obligations stood up to her and sat on the long sofa that was in Fatimaj's room while staring at the cellphone screen in her hand.

"Nothing, just go and do your job!" satya replied with a cold tone and a gaze that was still staring at the phone without turning her head towards him.

Once again Fatimah saw Satya's cold and indifferent attitude to her, curiosity and suspicion began to seep in her heart.

'Why is Satya acting this way? is this really his original attitude, he does not seem to want me here, Fatimah is back in mind.

"Fatimah wait!" satya's voice surprised Fatimah who was walking while daydreaming.

"Eh, yeah, what's up?" saut Fatimah stopped her footsteps and turned to Satya.

"Never wear a cloth-deficient shirt like that again!" ban Satya.

Fatimah was surprised by Satya's ban, how could Satya forbid her to wear night service clothes? clothes that are usually preferred by husbands when they see their wives wearing them in the room.

"Have you heard my words fatimah?" tanya Satya who was a little feeling greget because Fatimah only he looked at her with a strange look that actually Satya himself knew what was the cause of Fatimah silence like this time.

"I~iya," said Fatimah in a stammering tone.

"Good, go!" sahut Satya who makes Fatimah eyes glare because of it, really Satya's attitude looks like a husband who does not like his wife, he looks like a man who was forced to marry by his parents, he looks like a man who was forced to marry, it should be Fatimah who behaves like that, but why is this even reversed? Satya behaved as if she was forced to marry Fatimah and this made Fatimah feel hurt.

'Wasn't he the one asking for this match? and did he not ask for this marriage? why is it now that she's the one who had to marry me?' Fatimah went back inside without being able to express her strange taste.