That Time Is Coming
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The time showed at 2pm, but Syifa had not been able to close her eyes. From night he could not sleep, roll here and there, tilted right and left looking for a comfortable position but still he could not. Malik, who was asleep next to Syifa, was awake because he felt the movement from his side.

"Not slept yet?" malik asked as he tilted his body with his hands that became his headstool, looking at the face of the wife who felt so much anxiety.

Asyifa turned her head despite being a little surprised yet she nodded. "I still think about Razi" she said sadly.

Malik breathed out softly, he spread his arms, Asyifa who knew he was also hugging the burly body of the husband.

Malik stroked Ashifa's back and head fondly. "You don't think about it too much, you can be sad but it's not entirely your fault dear, he who does not want to accept reality and think short" said Malik.

Asyifa hugged her husband and buried her face. Asyifa nodded. "Later to his tomb well, we make a pilgrimage to pray for him." continued Malik and Ashifa nodded back.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment until the sound from the stomach of Asyifa made Malik laugh loudly. Asyifa hit Malik's arm and laughed in embarrassment.

"What do you want to eat, honey?, let me make it." Malik. Asyifa looked up at Malik's face. "Burning chicken" Syifa replied briefly by swallowing his own saliva imagining the delicacy of grilled chicken.

"Well, if there is a chicken stock ready, let's go to the kitchen princess, chef Malik will make it special for my beautiful princess. And don't forget the tiny baby." said Malik rubbing baby Syifa's stomach is still flat.

They also went down to the kitchen. Malik is ready with aprons and clasps to turn the chicken on later.

Asyifa sat down with her chin-strapped hands looking at every movement of the husband who was so good at playing his cooking tools.

Malik would turn his head and smile handsomely. Asyifa smiled, Malik refocused on his activities and no longer turned to Syifa.

Malik long focused on his activities, until everything was ready on the plate and Malik turned his body while smiling with the plate in his hand. His smile faded when he saw the wife was already asleep in her place. Maybe because of fatigue or maybe too long to make the wife fall asleep.

Malik wasted a tired breath, he put his plate on the table slowly and circled his approach to the wife. "It's so fucking you, Yang?" malik asked, though he did not get an answer.

He raised his wife's body slowly, Asyifa reflexively wrapped her hands around Malik's neck. He took her to his room and put her on the bed.

Malik chuckles to see his wife looking for a good position for him, he looks at the eyes, nose, and also the lips of the wife who thinks so perfect. In the end he kissed Syifa's forehead, cheeks, eyes, nose, and lastly, her lips. One of the body parts of the wife that makes her drunk kepayang.

"Good night baby, I love you." whispered Malik.

Whether conscious or not, Ashifa smiled with her eyes still closed.

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The next day, Malik and Syifa went to Razi's tomb for a pilgrimage.

"Assalamualaikum, Razi, I'm coming." Syifa said sadly.

They were sitting in the middle between the other tombs, Syifa staring at the navel of Razi. A drop of her tears fell. Malik who saw that also grasped the hand of the wife to strengthen.

"We came here to apologize, because I you became like this" Syifa said.

Malik embraces his wife's shoulder and rubs her dear. "I know Razi, even though we don't know each other, but I'm sure you love Syifa very much. I know that you were hurt when you heard that Syifa was married to me. But I'm not here to apologize, but to promise you and God willing I will do it with pleasure and sincerity" Malik said.

"I'll look after and love Syifa, keep her trust for choosing me, so you don't have to worry. I didn't expect to see you in this situation, if only you were more sincere, maybe we'd be friends." he continued.

"I hope you are calm there, we will always pray for you from here, thank you for loving Syifa, but Syifa is mine." Malik's final.

Razi's figure was so good, cheerful, but because of his discomfort Syifa made him not choose the young man. Malik is the only person who can make Syifa comfortable after Mother, Father, Reyyan, and also his extended family.

Syifa is not an easy type to get along with. And a case like this makes his heart realize, that the person who according to him does not make comfortable, it is precisely the person who makes him feel lost.

After praying, Malik stood up and extended his hand. "We're home?" ask her.

Asyifa looked at Malik's palm, a moment later she smiled and welcomed his helping hand. He nodded and stood with Malik's help.

Malik embraces his wife's shoulder and steps out of the tomb area.

When he got to the front of the car parked at the daycare, Asyifa lowered her head and said. "Thank you." Asyifa's words suddenly made Malik turn his head.

"For what?" malik asked confused.

"For everything." she answered briefly.

For a moment Malik was silent, the thought of jail also crossed his mind. "That's not so if you want to thank me." said Malik smiled annoyingly.

"No need to macem-macem well, want to find your chance!" syifa said as if she knew what Malik was thinking.

"Not much, just one of my requests" he said.

Asyifa squinted her eyes. "What?!" ketus.

Malik smiled wickedly. He put his lips close to the ear of the wife who was covered in the hijab. I don't know what he whispered but it was able to make Ashifa meet with shame. Malik was anxious to bite the cheek of Asyifa which was a little more than usual.

"Let's go, baby." said Malik.

Asyifa closed her eyes and took a breath. "Yes thank you Mas Malik Azam bin Hasan, Mama April's son" Syifa said.

"There is less dear" Malik said.

"Haaissh ,, a lot of her requests." grumbled Syifa annoyed.

"Well, no sincere thanks." said Malik pretending to sulk.

"Idih tambek, Baby, your father nyebelin yah, lambeknya like a small child" said Syifa rubbed his stomach affection.

Asyifa laughed seeing Malik pouting. Malik saw Syifa laughing and pulled his wife's hand and hugged her.

"Thank you for choosing me." Asyifa who had been shocked at the end returned her husband's embrace and smiled. "Me too." he said back.

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