
With careful footsteps, I slowly approached Khalid's brother beside the door. Maybe a meter away from him, I deliberately stopped. Peered at him from the corner of my eyes, then quietly lowered his head staring at the floor. I don't know since when my hands are twitching nervously at each other's hearts, because when I look down, I just realized it.
Bugs
Bugs
Bugs
Ah, my heart is constantly making a fuss inside my chest. I'm so scared when Brother Khalid hears my heart beating right now. Em, this is so embarrassing, God. Suddenly I had no idea what to do or react to after being next to Khalid's brother, this man I had always admired had turned into my husband.
"It's over?" My ears caught the rustling sound coming from Brother Khalid.
Not daring to look at his face, I nodded my head slowly.
"It."
"When?" Ask me.
My heart once again made a commotion inside my chest. I can't describe what I'm feeling right now. I'm very happy to be mixed up nervous. We're going home together, is what I think exactly the same as what Brother Khalid thought?
We have become a legal married couple. So it's okay to live in the same place, right?
"Em..iya, brother." My answer is still staring down.
I don't know what Khalid's brother's expression is when I see me now. It felt pretty awkward, ah, more awkward than before I knew our relationship. But more than all that awkwardness, it tastes so sweet. Like a pot of honey spilled into my heart. It is like a caramel that melts in high temperatures.
Suddenly a big hand was outstretched in front of me.
"Let's go." Said.
Doubtful, I'm crimping my shirt fabric nervously.
"Say she's going home?"
Again I nodded passively. Raised my hand and hesitantly touched that big palm. A second after my finger touched his palm, without saying the cue I was caught off guard, the big hand immediately caught and grasped my hand completely.
"Aah?" My eyes were shocked to see him
But all I got was a big, sweet smile on my husband's impeccable handsome face. Em, husband.
"Fearful?" Ask me while smiling.
I haven't been able to answer and my husband has spoken again.
"It's okay. You don't have to be afraid of anyone anymore. Even if someone sees us, they can't say anything to us because everyone already knows what our relationship is." Said to me.
What to fear, I'm not afraid at all. I was worried about the identity of my husband who was a habib. It is inappropriate for a habib to come into contact with a woman who is not a mahram, in fact this rule applies to everyone in this world who does not have a mahram relationship. I know this too. But my heart is selfish. By pretending to be stupid I often ignore this rule. I thought as long as no human was looking, my husband's good name wouldn't be ruined. And strangely again at that time my feeling was that there was nothing wrong with touching Khalid's brother. I thought it was out of greed, but it turned out that it was because God knew that we were halal together.
"I listened to Brother Khalid." My cheeks were hot just by looking at my husband's sweet smile.
It's so embarrassing.