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Sakinah with you

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The sun has not yet shown its light when from the direction of the kitchen sound sutil collided with the pan. Hariz was busy preparing breakfast.

From yesterday afternoon Dhena was just lying in bed. The peak last night his body felt crumpled with a high fever and severe vomiting.

"Drink warm sweet tea first, yes, after this breakfast." While offering a glass of sweet tea Hariz said softly to the wife.

"But my mouth feels bitter, Mas, afraid to vomit again later if filled with drink or food," he refused to hesitate.

"Try it first, than the stomach is empty later even worse how?" hariz said as his burly hands helped wake his wife from the bed.

After a little forced, Dhena finally drank a sip of warm tea made by her husband.

"What if Mas find chicken porridge first at the base for breakfast? Mas sama Fathan will have breakfast fried rice. It's okay, if Mas stays for a while?" ask her, ask for approval.

"Yes, it's up to Mas" Dhena replied.

"Wait a minute, honey," he said, kissing the soft end of his head.

***

"Ayaah .. I want a pup, cried Fathan from the living room who had been engrossed in his favorite cartoon spectacle.

" Yes, first open the pants .... !" hariz replied, Father.

A few minutes later, Fathan heard another cry from the bathroom.

"Mr .... !"

"Yes, wait a minute." Hariz postponed the job of rinsing the clothes he had washed.

"I'm taking a shower, aren't I, Dad?" pinta Fathan then.

While Dhena could only eavesdrop on the conversation between the father and son from behind the room without being able to do anything about it. Because his head is heavy even though it is only carried around a little.

After washing and drying clothes, Hariz apparently began to wash dishes and kitchen utensils.

Today Hariz should be leaving for work. But, because he saw the condition of the wife like this he chose to ask permission to take care of the sick wife and three-year-old Fathan.

Entering the time Zuhr Hariz can only rest after all the homework one by one is completed.

***

"Mama ... later Fathan will take this toy truck to the beach, huh? let me play sand there later" said Fathan as Dhena was busy preparing lunch.

While Fathan was engrossed in his favorite toy truck.

"Yes, later Fathan told me first with Dad that Fathan wants to play on the beach, yes," replied Dhena.

Shortly thereafter, the roar of Hariz's motor entered the courtyard.

"Russia ... Dad's home, Dad's home .... !" Fathan soared excited to see his father come home.

"Dad, tomorrow morning Fathan is going to the beach with this truck, yeah, Dad, can you?" the cerocosnya, no matter the new father comes in a tired condition.

"May dong, dear ... tomorrow, right, Father's Sunday is off, so you can play all day with Fathan and Mama too." Hariz promoted the request of the baby while carrying him with a bag that is still on his back.

Dhena approached Hariz and kissed him on the back.

"Dad want to pray what will you eat first?" tanyanya, give a choice.

"Have a meal, I prayed at the musala at work before going home."

***

"Aci ... Yeah! he said he was going to the beach this morning, so no?" Fathan who just woke up immediately charged what the father promised yesterday.

"Try asking Mama first, can we not now go to the beach? My mother was sick yesterday again" Hariz said.

"So dong, this is Mama preparing for breakfast we will be there," replied Dhena while arranging rice, side dishes, and vegetables into the food box. Today Dhena felt that her body was much better. Not like yesterday. Her nausea has diminished a little. Maybe because of the effects of the drugs that he has taken.

While Dhena was busy with kitchen affairs, Hariz took her son's bath and put on clothes, and prepared other utensils to be brought. Once everything is ready they go to the destination which only takes fifteen minutes of travel using two wheels.

Hariz held a mat brought from home, they began breakfast in the wild accompanied by the waves and the warmth of the morning sun.

After being satisfied playing sand and sea water Dhena invited Fathan and Hariz home, because the sun had begun to feel hot.

Arriving at home, Dhena was immediately greeted by Mang Ujang, a regular greengrocer in front of the house for daily shopping, after choosing a few vegetables and side dishes to taste Dhena began to fight with kitchen tools to prepare lunch later.

Hariz immediately soaked the dirty clothes and washed them, without being asked by Dhena. While Fathan is cycling in the front yard.

"Mas, the rice is running out to cook now, yesterday I forgot to say," he said to Hariz who was resting while listening to the recitation from the radio broadcast.

"Yes, later Mas buy first to the stall," he said while standing and then snatched the motorbike key on the table.

"Yes, Mas, you guys buy onions and salt too, yes, I forgot to buy in Kang greens" he asked.

"Yes, is there anything you want to buy again?" ask Hariz later.

"That's enough, Mom"

***

The next day as usual Dhena joined with other mothers when the mang greens roving in front of her house.

Suddenly bi Kemproh spoke with a loud voice addressed to Dhena.

"Eh, Mama Fathan tumben shopping here, did not tell her husband to shop for onions to stalls again, huh?" his insinuation glanced cynically towards Dhena.

"Usually I also shop in Mang Ujang, really, Mom. Yes, right, Mang Ujang?" he answered while asking Mang Ujang.

Mang ujang nodded his head while smiling kindly, asserting Dhena's question.

"Yesterday, I saw his father Fathan buy onions at the front stall," denied Bi Kemproh ketus.

After paying for all the groceries, Dhena hurriedly said goodbye. Strange looks from other mothers.

Arriving at home, while cooking Dhena minded directly with the speech of Bi Kemproh who seemed to corner her in front of other mothers.

***

"Mas, I'm sorry that I've been wrong and humiliating you all this time" Dhena told Hariz before going to bed.

Hariz linked his two thick eyebrows, asking, "I mean? Why, why, all of a sudden apologize?"

"So afternoon when I was shopping for vegetables, Bi Kemproh negur I because Mas yesterday bought rice and onions at Bu Haji's shop." Dhena expressed her grunts from the day she harbored.

Hariz grabbed the wife's palm and clasped it tightly. "Keus Mas' wife was saddened by Bi Kemproh's words earlier?" His eagle eyes stared at Dhena fixedly.

"Yes, Mom, I keep thinking until now."

"This is a husband, what is wrong if the husband helps his own wife. After all, when a husband goes to a stall to buy rice and onions it is not a disgrace to the husband, really, if according to Mas himself." The sturdy man expressed his opinion at length.

"But ... Mas, I'm ashamed .... "

His sturdy hand grabbed the wife's head slowly towards the chest of her field.

"From now on there is no need to be horrified and respond to people's speech, as long as our attitude never harms and disturbs others," he said wisely.

'O Allah, Mas ... Kah You know, at this time all your words and attitudes have really made me feel in love for the umpteenth of a thousand times, ' he said in his heart.

All the attitudes of Hariz who had once incised wounds and disappointed in Dhena's heart seemed to evaporate just like dust blown by the wind. Disappeared for a moment without a trace.

'Yes Robb ... May this happiness not pass quickly, Dhena's inner heart.

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