The Shackles of Love are Lying
You're Teasing

With his own flesh and blood there is no taste, especially with me who is just a husband on paper. Don't expect to get his confession.

Najib continues to grumble. The feeling has reached the crown. To the extent that his phone he threw.

Bukhara ... The phone fell on the thick garden grass. Fortunately, it did not fall on the floor. You can imagine, can lose dong ... Latest mobile phones, advanced, limited edition. And most importantly, there are still many emails that have not been read. Could-can go out of business some company he led. Especially the company papa Arya entrusted to her.

He also took it back, writing a message as requested by Sheza. Saabaaaaaaar ... Waiting for his reply. Not now, but tomorrow. Astaghfirullah al - adzim ...

No need to shake your head or brush your chest. We're tired, too often.

🌟

“Mama ...”

Aina's eyes instantly opened, hearing the shrill voice of the girl lying in front of her. His eyes are still closed. Apparently he was delirious.

He gently rubbed the girl's face back, and also blew the crown with a prayer, so that she would fall asleep again.

Instead of falling asleep, even slowly his eyes opened. The touch he gave kept him awake. He looks confused.

“Tante who?”

Should I be frank, if I'm the wife of the man she called papa. But his weak voice made me powerless to tell the truth. Let Mas Najib explain later.

“Tante his friend Papamu.”

“Oooo ... “He kind of shifted his eyes. Disappointment on his face.

Does he not like his presence?

Aina smiled. He can cover it. No way, he could immediately accept himself, even if he meant well, just accompany him, nothing else.

“Mana Papa. Did he go again.” Aina's forehead is wrinkled. Does this girl depend on her husband?

I don't know, in her little heart Aina felt that there was something that until now was difficult for Najib to say to her. Whatever it is, she shouldn't hate this little girl.

“No. That's it.” Aina shifted her body slightly, so that Iza could see Najib who was now sleeping on the sofa.

“Alhamdulillah ..” he said. Seen his eyes faintly glowing.

“Tante ...” He seemed grimacing withholding something, “Where Mbok Minah?”

“Yes, Iza want to pee?”He nodded resignedly.

“Already, same aunt. It's okay.”

Without much rejection he sat down with Aina's help. Then get off the bed walking towards the restroom in the room. The infusion was still carried by Aina until she entered the bathroom. Aina was painstaking enough to help him in completing his wishes, until it was clean until he returned to bed.

After lying down he did not go to sleep. His eyes glare, seeming to be harboring sadness.

“What's up?” asked Aina gently.

“Insense it feels like Iza has a Mama like a aunt. Which is there when Iza is sick or sad. Or there was a time when Iza needed. Aunty very good with Iza.”

Aina smiled. He also gently caressed the girl.

“If Iza wants, can call Auntie, mama. Auntie will not forbid. Precisely aunt happy.”

“True,” he said with a red face and sparkling eyes. There was a spirit, there was a surge of life that Aina saw in this little girl at the time of saying that.

“But on one condition, Iza now sleeps again huh ... Let the spit heal.”

Her smile expanded and instantly rose to hug Aina tightly while saying, “Good, Mama ..”

“Have prayed?”

“Hehehe ... Iza can't yet, Mama.”

“Yes already, let's pray together!”

Both of them raised their hands and lowered their heads, and then spoke together,

باسمك اللهم احيى و باسمك اموت

“By your name O God I live and by your name I come home dead. “

“Beautiful son sholihah, let's sleep.”

He nodded and closed his eyes. Shortly thereafter, the lyrics of his breath were heard.

The clock on the wall has shown at 03:00 am. As usual Aina will start her day with a shower. Prepare to perform evening prayers.

Fortunately, before delivering Mbok Minah, Parman had delivered his clothes in this room. So as not to hinder his routine activities at the end of the night that will end.

After cleaning himself, he approached Najib who was still asleep.

“Mas ..” whispered Aina weeping in her ear. But there was no reaction. He patted her softly on the shoulder. Unwittingly, a drop of water fell on Najib's cheek.

There was something cold, keeping Najib awake. How surprised he was, when he opened his eyes to see the face of his wife who was already beaming next to him complete with a thin smile on his lips. No doubt he was tempted. He did not wake up immediately, but looked at Aina intensely while supporting his head with one hand, in order to enjoy his wife's smile perfectly.

“What's the night-night wakein Mas?”

“We pray together at night, yuk!” His soft voice made Najib even more lulled.

“I thought I'd invite another worship.” He still continued to tease with the same position.

Sontak keeps Aina away from Najib. It may be void not to pray tonight. It was a big shower ....

Realizing his wife was like that, Najib immediately got up from the sofa. Half-lazy, he walked to the bathroom.

But Najib is not his name if he cannot deceive his wife. While walking past his wife he stole the opportunity to kiss Aina cheek at a glance

“Mas, I am ablution again deh!” he said while grumbling.

“Can't Mas hold a little lust. See the place and time. It's in the hospital, there's Iza too. Cook not shy.”

“Hehehe ... Just a kiss. After you were nervous anyway,” he replied without the slightest guilt.

Satisfied with teasing his wife He continued his steps to the bathroom, following in Aina's footsteps. Bathing and also sanctifying, in order to be able to perform Jamaat night prayers with the wife must be greater reward. Prayer and reward guide the master who is behind. Yes ....

Time keeps going. It doesn't feel like it's already at dawn. In a moment, the morning prayer was proclaimed. After closing it with prayer, the two refer to each other to do tilawatil Qur’an alternating with a sound that is not so loud so as not to disturb Iza who is asleep.

“Mas want to go to mosque?”

“No. I pray here. Ngimami my wife and take care of Iza.”

“It's okay Mas. If Mas Najib wants to go, just go. Let Aina take care ...” Not finished Aina spoke, heard the sound of iqomah from the mosque in the hospital environment.

“It's finished the lecture ... Come awake, we pray at dawn.”

Shamedly Aina stood behind Najib in the same spot as they performed the evening prayer.

For some reason when welcoming his wife's hand while shaking, there was a tremor knocking on his body. He immediately pulled Aina's body sitting in his lap. And immediately gave a small kiss on her lips. Not once, not even three times. The third kiss was done for a long time. Made Aina flutter, barely able to breathe. He wanted to escape, but Najib did not let him loose before he was satisfied. Just darling ....

“Mama ...” Iza's voice, Iza,