Tasbih Love Fatimah

Tasbih Love Fatimah
Fatimah Smile


Satria who felt that what was seen today was a miracle that rarely even almost never happened chose to directly sit on the dining table chair right next to Fatimah sitting.


"Can I try it now?" satria exclaimed as she sat down on the chair.


"Don't eat now! It's better if we eat together later, much better if now you clean yourself and change!" tell Mama Nia.


Satria who felt so surprised that she did not realize that she had just returned from the office had not cleaned herself even she had not changed the office clothes worn since this morning.


"Mama's right, I'll take a shower soon and I'll do it quickly" said Satria who immediately sauntered away leaving the dining room towards her room.


"Satria's brother!" Call Fatimah who made Satria stop her steps.


"What's wrong?" satria asked while looking at Fatimah who was now standing not far from where she was standing.


"Has Satya gone home? or is he still in the office?" ask Fatimah.


The question asked by Fatimah made Satria smile happily, her sister-in-law is indeed different from most girls, Satria sure if the life of the sister would be happy if she continued with Fatimah, although Satya is not his biological sister, but Satria who was raised by Mama and Papa Satya made himself consider Satya like his own biological sister.


"Satria, I'm asking you, why is his sister just silent and smiling like that?" Seeing what Satria did made Fatimah ask again because she still did not get an answer to the question she had just said


"He's home, he'll be here soon" replied Satria, who walked back to her room without saying another word.


Hearing Satria's reply, Fatimah immediately walked into the room and cleaned herself and then walked back to the living room waiting for Satya to come home.


'Fatimah, Mama prayed that the relationship between the two of you will continue like this, Mama hopes you will be a partner for a lifetime who will continue together until death separates, may your lives always be happy,' mama Nia's inner self feels that her daughter-in-law is the right girl for Satya.


'Czech'


A full day in town with several sheets of paper and a pen also met with some new people who are quite tired Satya, he said, but the tiredness was a little relieved when she saw the beautiful and fresh looking Fatimah sitting in the living room and immediately welcomed her arrival shortly after she entered the house.


"Is Mas Satya tired?" The first question that came out of Fatimah's lips made Satya feel happy even though it was just a simple question but somehow when she felt if the question was able to make her heart feel flowery.


"Of course, everyone will feel tired after working all day," replied Satya coldly, although the speech and attitude while she was still often cold, her body, Fatimah never gives up or wraps up Satya's current attitude and speech, the most important thing for Fatimah is that she carries out her duties as a wife and tries her best for her domestic life


"Let me bring you your bag, Mas" Fatimah said as she watched Satya enter the house with the bag in her hand.


Satya just turned her head for a while towards Fatimah then gave the bag she had brought since then towards Fatimah without saying a word, she just kept quiet.


"I've prepared a change of clothes, and warm water for you to take a bath," said Fatimah who was now walking behind Satya.


Fatimah continued to walk in the steps of her husband into the room.


"What do you want?" satya asked when she saw Fatimah bowing before her who was sitting on the bed.


"I want to take off your socks and shoes" replied Fatimah with a smile that had been growing on her face.


Satya who wants to know to what extent the patience that Fatimah has chose to be quiet and let Fatimah take off the shoes and socks that she was wearing.


After removing her socks and shoes Fatimah stood up to take a towel for her husband.


"Mas, here's the towel" Fatimah said as she handed Satya a towel.


"HM" said Satya, there was no word of thanks or praise for the service that had been done by Fatimah, but even though Satya's attitude was so indifferent did not melt the spirit of Fatimah to keep trying so that her husband could melt and change.


"Mas, today Mama learned to cook," said Fatimah when she saw her husband had just finished bathing and changed clothes, currently Satya is combing her hair and immediately stop the movement of her hands when she heard the words Fatimah.


"What's? Mama's learning to cook?" satya asked, looking straight at Fatimah.


"Yes, and I accompanied Mama to cook,"Fatimah again said what had happened between her and the Mama-in-law.


Satya no longer answered or answered Fatimah's words, she again combed Yang's hair a little wet.


"Is the food ready now?" ask me after she finishes brushing her hair.


"Already, Mas," replied Fatimah who still maintained a smile on her face.


"Will Mas Satya eat?" continued Fatimah.


"Yes, my stomach is hungry" replied Satya.


Without many words Satya grabbed Fatimah's hand and took her down to the dining room, actually in Satya's heart there were a million questions that he could not express, he said, hearing the Mama who suddenly wanted to learn to cook made a million questions lodged in Satya's mind, but a high sense of prestige still controlled Satya's heart, but, that's why he just kept quiet and was unable to ask Fatimah the reason for the mother who suddenly learned to cook after a long time.


What was in Satya's mind was much different from what Fatimah thought, the different reactions given by Satya and Satria actually made Fatimah confused, why Satya looks ordinary when Fatimah says if the Mama learned to cook, the reaction is much different from the reaction shown by Satria who looks so excited when she heard the Mama learn to cook.


In the dining room, Mama and Satria are also Bibik who today sit on the dining table chair, all waiting for Satya.


"I know you're still newlyweds, but at least appreciate the others, all starving from waiting for you" chirped Satria as she saw Satya coming with Fatimah hand in hand.