The Light of Love for Seroja
CCUS 95: Fakhru and Adiba

Adiba sat pensively in the back garden while staring at the lotus flower beds that filled the pond. Under the wide, floating lotus leaves was a koi fish that swam to and fro. Occasionally hiding under the widened leaves, like hiding from the hot sun.

Adiba's mother is beautiful, but unfortunately yes until now not pregnant. Though it looks like Fakhru mas and family of Mr. Rama have been so waiting for the presence of grandchildren who come from Fakhru loh mas. Fakhru's twin brothers all have children.

The gossiping cases of the neighbors, making the clear crystal circles gathered on Adiba's eyelids drip one by one. There was a sense of tightness that suddenly ambushed his heart. The words of the neighbors who were thrown when shopping at the vegetable maker a moment ago, really make the heart of Madam Fakhru Miftahul Haq like a knife stabbed invisible. Who also poured invisible blood and now clearly drawn through his face framed with a sad expression as if wrapped by a mist of poop.

Five months Adiba has been undergoing a housewife with Fakhru. A pious man who since the first meeting has stolen his attention and affection. Allah is All-Good, for in the end He is the All-Powerful to grant all that he has. Currently, she lives in her husband's hometown, Jogja city. In a house with a joglo design that looks so classic, he waded through life with his husband.

One month, two months, three months he felt so comfortable living in this place. But only recently he felt a little uncomfortable because of the gossip from the neighbors who seemed to corner him. The small family he built with Fakhru who until now had not present a little angel in the middle of it, making it like he was the one to blame. Though several times undergoing examination, his condition and the state of the husband is also not a problem at all. However, the neighbors did not want to understand it, until finally he was the target of gossiping the neighbors.

Fakhru who was behind the wife's back, could only smile knots. He understood very well what was a burden on his wife's mind. He also swung his footsteps, to be closer to Adiba.

"Darling, let's go inside first. You haven't eaten yet."

Fakhru also landed his butt next to Adiba. It was clear that there was sadness on his wife's face. Although the wife always tried to cover up, but again Fakhru could read it.

Adiba wipes the remains of tears that still wet the cheeks. He tried to keep smiling even though his smile felt so bitter. "Later A', I'm still lazy to eat. I'm full too."

Fakhru revealed the sweetest smile he had. He grabbed the wife's palm and held it tightly. "Are the neighbors talking about you again?"

Hearing the husband ask about it, back to make Adiba's tears drip. The woman just nodded. "Is this all my fault A'? No little angel in the middle of our family, is it my fault? I don't even know what to do?"

Fakhru took the body of his wife to bring her into his arms. He rubbed Adiba's back lovingly, trying to calm him down. "Ssssttt .. already yes Darling, do not think about what the neighbors say. Think of it as the last wind, which will not shake our stronghold."

"But A', it's really chest tight. I really feel like an imperfect woman."

"Dear listen, you're the perfect woman..."

"But I still can't afford to give you offspring. I can't."

"Srst...." Fakhru slightly stretched his embrace. He looked back at his wife's netra in the shade. While she had her tears. "Now, your task is only one. Cover the ears of what is the gossip of the neighbors. Rest assured, that someday, God will give trust with the presence of a little angel in our family Dear. You have to believe that."

Although Adiba's heart was still shrouded by excitement, but word by word that was spoken from her husband's lips managed to make her heart a little calmer. He always believed in what Fakhru said, that one day, he could feel what it was to conceive, give birth, give birth, breastfeeding and raising her children is like a mother out there.

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Yggw!!!!

Garlic slices get into the hot oil. The instant the scent of onions filled the kitchen. However, it was only a few seconds that the garlic entered the oil, suddenly making Adiba's stomach nauseous. Springing, he ran towards the sink and spewed out the contents inside his stomach.

Hoek... Hoek...

Ellana who was looking at the house of the child who also happened to be helping cut vegetables, slightly frowned to see the daughter-in-law who suddenly vomited contents in her stomach.

"Diba, what's wrong with you, honey?"'

After turning off the stove, Ellana approached the son-in-law and scowled at Adiba's nape. Try to stretch the muscles in the neck to feel a little comfortable.

Adiba shook his head slowly. It scoops the air deeply and slowly it exhales. " I don't know Ma. But the smell of this onion really makes Diba nauseous."

"Is it usually like that Diba? You mean, you're always nauseous with the scent of onions?"

Adiba shook his head. He lifted his body and turned. Until now he met with the in-laws. "No Ma. Usually Diba is actually happy if the smell of onions. But somehow today it feels so nauseous."

Ellana is still reading the words of her daughter-in-law. Trying to figure out what really happened. For a moment, the middle-aged woman was pensive, but suddenly a faint smile rose on her lips.

"It seems that what your husband and you are asking for will soon become a reality, dear."

Adiba. I don't really understand what her mother-in-law said. "What do you mean Mama? Diba doesn't understand Ma."

Ellana just smiled wryly as she rubbed the daughter-in-law's shoulder affectionately. "Do you have a testpack?"

"There's Ma. Diba still keeps it in the nightstand drawer."

"Now, try to use the testpack. I think you're pregnant, dear."

Ellana's words managed to bring Adiba's mind wandering about when was the last time he found a monthly ration. And instantly, his lips opened wide. "O Allah, Diba just remembered that last month Diba did not get the period Ma. Does that mean?"

The sparkle of happiness was clearly printed on Adiba's face. Although she is not so sure if she is pregnant, but monthly guests who did not come in the month yesterday, a little make Adiba's heart wrapped by happiness.

"Good Ma."

With gleeful footsteps, Adiba swung his legs towards the room. Spring, he also took a testpack stored in the nightstand drawer.

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Adiba looks a little anxious waiting for the results of the testpack in front of him. Although this is not the first time he uses a testpack but somehow this time it feels so different. He felt much more stubborn than usual. After all the steps he did in accordance with the instructions behind the packaging, now is the time he waited for the results.

A minute passed. She took a pregnancy test kit that she had previously placed on top of the bathtub. His eyes widened which was accompanied by a crystal circle dripping from his eye fertilizer when he saw there were two red lines that were clearly displayed on the tool.

Then he opened the bathroom door. Then followed the entire family who were still gathered in the family room. Adiba approached Fakhru and hugged her husband's body tightly.

"A' Fakhru!" adiba said as he pleased in Fakhru's decapitation.

Fakhru was astonished to see the crying wife. His forehead was a little bit cringing. "S-Dear what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

While Ellana and Rama who sat on the sofa are also seen looking forward anxiously waiting for an answer from Adiba.

Adiba stretches his embrace. He looked at the husband's face with a stern look. Fakhru wiped away the tears that flooded his wife's cheeks gently. "Why you, honey?"

Adiba smiled sweetly while holding out the testpack in his hand. "In a moment, you'll be a father. I-I'm pregnant A', I'm pregnant!"

Fakhru observed the small thing. His eyes were perfectly rounded when he saw the two red lines clearly imprinted there. The man bowed his body on the floor and bowed in gratitude there. Thankful for what God has given to his family.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah. Alhamdulillah," said Fakhru with tears that also dripped from his eyes.

"Alhamdulillah" said Rama and Ellana together. As parents, they are also very happy for these blessings and gifts.

Fakhru sat down next to Adiba. He hugged the wife's body tightly with love that burst into the chest. He leerai his embrace, then he glared at the netra of the wife.

Cup...

Fakhru kissed Adiba's lips intensely in front of Rama and Ellana. I don't know what feelings flow the blood of the man that makes him feel if his love for the wife increases many times. Surely after knowing that the wife is pregnant with the seeds of her love.

Rama and Ellana could only gawk at the sight of the two people dissolving in an intimate atmosphere, as if unaware that right now they were not just the two of them.

Fakhru released his lips. "Thank you, dear. Thank you!"

Adiba nods. "Tama-sama A'. I also thank you because aa' Fakhru, Papa, and also Mama always give strength to Adiba. So that makes Adiba stronger."

Ehemmm...

Rama sounded. "Have you been satisfied with the kiss? If you are not satisfied, continue in the room, son. Not in here. Even though we are old but still feel envious if you see the intimacy of people."

Rama had a joke that immediately made Fakhru and Adiba laugh for a moment. They just realized that in this room there are not only them.

"If Papa is jealous, please do the same to Mama, Pa!"

Rama stared at Ellana's netra intensely. A little he played next to his eyebrows and also rolled his eyes. And put his face on the wife's cheek. "Ma, may Papa kiss Mama like what our children do?"

Both Ellana's eyes were wide and perfectly rounded. Hurriedly she rubbed her husband's cheeks with anxiety. "Don't be so Pa. Remember age!"

"Aahaha!"

Adiba and Fakhru are back. God is good. The mist of grief that had decorated the faces of the two when they heard the sneers of the neighbors is now a facial expression filled with happiness beyond measure. One thing they believe in and they plant. That God is far more aware of when the best time to give gifts and favors to His servants. Provided that a servant never gives up on grace and always strives, prays, and rests, then the favor will come unexpectedly.

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seriate...

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