
The days of many Rais and Ara passed with joy. There are no events that cause the two to argue with each other. Since the firmness of Rais' attitude at that time, making the household more comfortable and harmonious.
They have been married for almost seven months. The sense of wanting to immediately have a baby, seen in both faces of the young couple. Moreover, whenever Ara's mother calls, always ask; how and when you will get pregnant. Makes Ara like being chased by a target.
This afternoon, the house of Rais was silent, and the doors and windows of the house were shut. There were only groans coming from behind the wall. Apparently the two lovebirds are mixing love in bed.
"Where, Mi?" whisper Rais to Ara.
The woman seemed to sting, her breath hunting irregularly. His eyes closed, his lips saw him bite hard.
Sigh after sigh created from Ara's lips, sometimes he heard her whining to the husband.
It took them almost an hour, they had just completed their state mission. Before Rais leaves the seed candidate to Ara. The woman immediately grabbed a pillow to put on her buttocks.
"Aarrr..." Adam's two sons yelled at each other when they achieved pleasure.
The sound of the duhur's cough had reverberated, Ara immediately left Raia who was still asleep in her sleep. Looks like the guy was very tired from his game a few minutes ago. Ara let it go first, she will take a bath first, after that she will wake Rais up.
It didn't take long, Ara had come out of the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around her chest. The woman woke her husband up so gently.
"Bi? Wake up, it's sublime. Shower first, keep praying." said Ara in Rais' ear.
"Bent on Mi, feed lives first."
"That cusses his life first. It's time to pray, Bi."
With a sense of laziness, Rais immediately moved from his bed, his eyes still look lazy open.
"Abi? Be literate first huh. Ntar sucked if the road while brimming."
"Heem." answered.
After both of them after performing the prayer of the congregation, they were both seen walking into the living room. Today Rais decided to take a day off to sell milk. The two of them will visit Rais' parents' house.
"What do we do about Bi?" Ask Ara while fixing her hijab position.
"Ehm, don't know yet, Mi."
Rais gets word from his mother, if her grandmother is sick. Therefore, Rais asked the wife to see the condition of the grandmother.
After reaching the mother's house, Rais and Ara immediately walked towards the grandmother's house not far from Rais's parents' house. Many neighbors went out of the house just want to see the beautiful face of the doctor, who has now turned into a traveling milk seller because he followed in the footsteps of the husband.
Ara does look so beautiful, even tends to be sweet and charismatic. If he smiled, making the audience smile was reluctant to blink. Who's mad, if the doctor is so beautiful it will get a traveling milk seller as his soul mate. Even the husband who looks so simple and ordinary. But that's the way of a soul mate. We will never know who we will be with.
At the grandmother's house. Now Ara began to bring out her health equipment. He looks deftly checking on the grandmother. Making the old woman smile saw the tenderness of the granddaughter-in-law treating her so painstakingly.
"Nwamma? Cah ayu? nginep at Mbah's, huh?" Pinta the grandmother to Ara.
Ara smiled gently, she looked at the direction of Rais who was sitting next to her grandmother. "I am what Mas Rais said, Mbah. If Mas Rais says nginep, ngggeh nginep." Gentle Ara speech.
"Le ... Is it, nginep huh, Le? Bah kangen with you and your wife."
"Sampland, Mbah. Me and Dek Ara want to nginep nemenin Mbah here."
How happy the old woman was, she was so very grateful. The grandson gets a beautiful woman with a soft heart and sholehah.
"Where is Ara? His high blood?" The mother's voice broke from behind the door of the grandmother's room.
"Yes, Um. That's why I want to stay here first. Wanna take a look at Mbah, won't you, Bi?" Ara said as she looked towards Rais.
"Thankful you Le dapet wife as rich understanding Ma'am Ara. Umm so happy to see you both." Said Rais' mother while stroking the daughter-in-law's back.
"Thank You Um." Ara.
"Umma and Mbah who actually thank the same Ma'am Ara. Because already want to accompany Umma's child who has nothing. We can only wish you all the best."
"Nwamma? If that's not your target, son? Allah is All-Knowing when is the right time for you to be entrusted with the great trust. Right now, you two are quite trying and striving in prayer. Umma does not want to require you to have children in this year or the following years for Umma, whenever you are entrusted with trust. Umma and the family here will receive it in the form of a gift."
"Thank you, Um." Said Ara while hugging the in-laws.
For a moment the room seemed silent, Rais smiled looking at the akaraban that occurred between mother and wife, as well as Rais' grandmother who was still lying weakly on the couch, on the couch, he smiled happily at the closeness of Ara and the child.
Silence seemed to break when the grin of Rais's phone rang, a call came in calling for immediate lift by the owner. No name is just twelve digits on the phone screen.
"Who's calling, Bi?"
"No idea, Mi. There's no name. Yesterday, Abi didn't pick up."
"Lift Bi, fear it from the customer."
"Ummi's the one who picked up," Raia immediately passed her phone to Ara.
Ara immediately raised the call.
"Assalamualaiakum" said Ara.
"Waalikumsalam," a shrill voice sounded from the end of the phone.
Both of Ara's eyebrows appear to be in conflict with each other. The woman was confused who was calling the husband's phone in such a soft voice.
"I'm sorry? Who is this with?" Search Ara.
"Mbak Ara? it's me, Mayra. Is Rais around?" said the caller who is none other than Mayra.
To Ara's surprise when the woman on the phone told her name, she did not expect that Mira would still contact her husband.
" What's up, Ma'am May? why call my husband?"
" Sir Ara, Mayra please allow Ms. Ara to allow Mas Rais to meet me at home. Because I was sick and wanted to meet Mas Rais."
Rais' mother who was sitting next to Ara was shocked when Ara mentioned Mayra's name.
"Here Ma'am, let Umma talk to Mayra." Pinta Rais's mother in a soft voice.
Rais who sat next to the grandmother, now moved and headed for the brand both.
"Um, Mi? Better just outside. Mbah wants a break. Rais wants to go to Mbah. Rais hope, Umma and Ummi can talk well with Mayra. Don't get any fuss." Pinta Rais's.
Two women from different generations came straight out of the grandmother's room.
"Hello Ma'am Ara? It's still there, isn't it?" Mayra said from behind the phone.
"May's Miss Captain? It's me, Umma its mas Rais. What's up, Ma'am? How do I call my son?" Rais' mother's words were soft.
Mayra did not answer, her voice was silent for a while.
"May Mother? Sorry again, please. Not Umma to interfere with your problems. But, how good would it be if Ma'am May did not disturb my son's household, Ma'am? The story of Ma'am May with Rais was finished four years ago. Where, when we went to Mbak May's house to propose to Mbak and Mbak's family did not accept our application. So, Umma hope, Ma'am May does not disturb the happiness of my son with his wife." Rais's mother spoke at length, but with a tone so subtle and gentle. Even Ara occasionally saw the in-laws smearing her lips with a smile.
"But, Um... Am I sick again?" May said from behind the phone in a soft tone, even heard the girl holding back a lot of crying.
"You know what, Ma'am May? Even if Mbak is sick, it has nothing to do with Umma's son. You fuckin' nobody, Mommy? We are here to pray for the recovery of Ma'am May. But, that does not mean that Rais will meet with Ma'am May, you know? Umma hopes Mbak May understands if the Rais mas is not alone. There is a heart that really must be guarded. Not just guarded, but must be treated. What if for example the current position of Mbak May is in the position of wife mas Rais? Is Ma'am going to accept when Ara also behaves the same, Ma'am May?"
Mayra again fell silent, only a sobbing sound that she still tried not to be heard by Rais' mother.
"Umma knows, Ma'am is a smart and intelligent girl. In fact, Umma understands that Mbak May will never want to destroy the household of others for the sake of selfishness Mbak. Never take away what God has set for us. Allah is All-Knowing, Who is right with us. Umma pray that May soon be met with a soul mate who is usually good. And may May also be cured soon. aamiin."
"Thank you, Um." said May briefly, then the girl turned off her call without greeting Rais' mother.