Tasbih Love Fatimah

Tasbih Love Fatimah
Satria Tukang Take


"Introduce my name Fatimah" continued Fatima as she reached out to introduce herself.


"My name is Maimunah, everyone here usually calls me Bik Mina," said Bik Minah who now grabbed Fatimah's hand.


"Sir, I'm new in this house, please help and guidance, tell me what I can and can't do in this house," fatimah said that made Bik Mina Impressed at her first meeting with her employer's daughter-in-law.


"Miss Fatimah is very polite and not arrogant, Madam is lucky to get Miss as her daughter-in-law" said Bik Mina.


"Don't praise me too much, Bik! because I'm not that good" said Fatimah who has always been less like to be praised.


"Miss is indeed humble, Bibik is happy to meet and know Miss," once again Bik Mina returned to Fatimah who now only returned her praise with a smile against Bik Mina did not praise her anymore.


"Bik, I'm here to make a drink and a little snack for Mas Satya, can you please show me where the food ingredients and cooking tools are?" asked Fatimah who never knew the ins and outs of the kitchen in her in-laws' house.


With patience and a friendly smile as well as a face full of admiration Bik Mina showed all the things Fatimah needed to know.


"Thank you for telling me everything Bik" said Fatimah with a sweet smile that made Fatimah's beauty more visible.


"Sama-sama Miss, if anyone is asked or there is something in need again Miss can look for Bibik in the room that is there," said Bik Mina while pointing towards the room that was not far from the kitchen where Fatimah was currently located.


"Ready, Bik," said Fatimah who now resumed his intention to make drinks and snacks for Satya.


"Fatimah, join us!" satria's voice surprised Fatimah who intended to call Satya after making a drink and making a little snack in the help of a housekeeper who was at the house of the Mama.


"Satria's brother, since when was he there?" asked Fatimah who had not seen Satria's whereabouts, just now when she went to the kitchen Fatimah did not see anyone in the family room, that's why he thought if the Mama and Satria had rested in their respective rooms.


"I just got here, where did you end up?" ask Satria.


"I just finished making coffee and a little snack for Mas Satya, do you want me to make you a drink too?" tawar Fatimah's.


"Ngapain nawarin drink for Brother? better get me a drink and a snack now!" between a person who is seen walking towards Fatimah, who else is that person if not Satya.


"Mas Satya, have I made you a drink, and I'm planning on telling you and asking Mas to have a drink in the room or somewhere else?" sahut Fatimah's.


"Bring it to the living room! I'll wait for you there." Satya's Order.


"Don't forget to make me a sweet coffee as well as a sister-in-law," Satria who was actually about to make a drink undo his intentions, she chose to ask Fatimah to make him a drink too.


"Well, lady, how about another drink?" ask Bik Mina who just finished cleaning the dining table.


"Satria's sister asked to make him a drink too, Bik," replied Fatimah with a sweet smile that was clearly visible on her face.


Hearing Fatimah's reply, Bik Mina smiled, Fatimah is really a near-perfect afternoon girl and really lucky to get a wife like that.


"Do you want me to make you a drink too?" tawar Fatimah when he saw Mina settled a cup of coffee that was being stirred by Fatimah.


"No Miss, auntie does not drink coffee," replied Bibik Mina yes indeed has a history of high blood because that's why she was very avoiding coffee which she said could affect the disease.


"Well then excuse me, Bik." Pamit Fatimah who immediately sauntered away carrying a tray containing two different cups of coffee one sweet coffee for Satria and one coffee mixed with pure milk for Satya who was now sitting side by side in the room family watching a television broadcast showing a news story.


"Mas, this is the coffee and this is for Satya" Fatimah said, putting two different cups of coffee on the table.


"And this is a snack for you." Continue Fatimah who also put a jar of snacks that she just fried, earlier while in the kitchen Fatimah found the skin of the dumplings that she deliberately fried as a snack for Satya and Satria who are now staring at the television broadcast seriously.


"It turns out that you are a sholeh wife too, so envy why not just marry you" chirped Satria who quoted the emotion of Satya who had been staring seriously at the television.


"He's mine Brother! Don't try to snatch it or hope to get one like him!" said Satya who had been silent since then, she was very understanding of the character of her brother who had always liked to approach girls who were in a relationship with her.


"You're still afraid I'll take your lover?" asked Satria who looked so happy and smiled cunningly towards Satya.


Satya did not answer Satria's words, she just turned to the glass with a hateful gaze towards Satria and then returned to focus on staring at the television screen that was broadcasting the news of the accident.


"You can never find your own girl, which is why you always bother the girl close to me" Satya said with a hostile look.


"I just want to know if the girl close to you is loyal or not, if she turns away from you and chooses me that means she's not a good girl to you," obviously Satria who has always tested the loyalty of every girl close to Satya, his intentions are good even though the way is not right.


Satya did not respond to Satria's speech she chose to grab the hand of Fatimah who stood beside her and forced her to sit while embracing Fatimah's shoulder as if affirming that Fatimah was hers and Satria should not disturb her.


Getting treatment that according to Fat ok mah is enough to show if there is love and fear of loss in Satya's heart makes a happy smile rise without being able to be held on Fatimah's lips, and the, it feels so good to see her husband loving her as he is today.


"I won't snatch or tease her, for this one I'm sure Fatimah is the right girl for you, so don't worry!" said Satria who now looks at the television screen in front of him.