The Love of Habib
Chapters 29.7
"How about, pretty isn't it?" Aunty asked still with a gentle warm smile on her old face.
Bewitched by her, Aish who has never felt how affectionate a Mother is and has long missed her involuntarily draws a line of smiles. They had only met today but aunt gave a very deep impression to him in a very short time.
"It's so pretty, aunt. The flowers bloom beautifully and have a very healthy color. Auntie knows no, the flower shop I used to visit might not have a color this beautiful." Aish said seriously.
Make aunt laugh. Her daughter-in-law has sweet lips.
"Of course, what your husband plants is much better than those people. Because your husband plants them with love and affection for you, while they plant them just for business, so their qualities are not as good as Khalid's." Bibi boasts habib Khalid in front of Aish, as if habib Khalid was a boy born from his own womb.
"Um.bibi's right." When it came to the topic of conversation about her, Aish instantly turned into a shy girl in front of aunty.
Aunt is worried to see it. But he could not continue to delay because habib Khalid might complain again. So she immediately led Aish to the bridal room at the end of the second floor hallway. The house consists of two floors with three rooms only on the second floor and the other room is built on the first floor.
On the second floor there is a library, a lounge and a room of Khalid's Habib. The room of Habib Khalid is quite spacious because in it there is also a work desk where the habib works when overtime.
While bringing her footsteps into the bridal room, Aish was immediately shocked to see how beautiful this room was. No, rather dazzling with a touch of ambiguity. Like the bridal room in general, this room is also filled with red rose petals everywhere that make the heart immediately pounding. It was so red that Aish could not bear to keep staring at him. Then he turned his face to look at the corners of this room. There are wooden cabinets, bookshelves, work tables and well. Aish was almost blinded by it.
"Come, sit here." Aunt pulled Aish from her constantly flashing eyes looking at this image out of curiosity.
His reaction was funny and ridiculous.
Aunty took Aish to the front and sat him on the edge of the bed. Then he also sat down beside her, grabbing Aish's hand with a sense to Ibuan. Habib Khalid was his nephew but already his son. Precisely since the parents of Habib Khalid died, habib Khalid automatically raised by him and became his responsibility with his husband.
Now his son is married to the girl he loves. So it is only natural that she as a mother gives some words of advice for the happiness of their household in the future.
"Son, your parents' responsibility to you has now passed to Khalid, your husband. Ridho Allah subhanahu wa ta'ala now lies in the ridho of your husband. If Khalid is pleased with you, Allah will be pleased with you. And if Khalid is angry with you, then Allah will not be pleased with you, Son. Remember this well in your heart. Treat Khalid well and try to be a good wife for him. A wife who listens to what she commands, a wife who obeys what she wants, a wife who is good at making her smile, a wife who is always in her grief and her love, a wife who is willing to endure hardships or ease with him, and becomes a wife who is always there for him. Son..."