The Story of the Children of the Juragan

The Story of the Children of the Juragan
209. Mishap


"Are you not afraid of sin. Dare to hold my hand." said Salman growled.


"What is that, sin? It doesn't look. I just want to be friends with you." The girl replied casually.


"I don't like having girlfriends. There is no pure friendship between a man and a woman. Except, one of them will tend to have more feelings. Please, stop bothering me. I have a wife who is pregnant. Can't you think, what if your position is on my wife. She was pregnant, and her husband was close to another woman. Allah will repay according to his deeds. Never interfere with the lives of others, if you also do not want to be disturbed."


After saying that, Salman immediately ran over, catching up with his friends who might have reached the meeting room.


While the girl, silently stared. Because thinking of Salman's words that always pierced his heart.


Why is there a man who loves his woman so deeply. The girl had never felt loved by the man she loved so much.


**


Salman has been in Surabaya for three days. After finishing the event, he decided to go home.


Because I don't want to meet a girl who doesn't come from any planet. And made him miss his wife and his future baby so much. All she thought about on the way home was both.


And because he thought too much about the two, he accidentally hit a roadblock. Until his head hit the car glass. And made him faint.


Luckily a car that happened to pass behind him stopped and the driver who was a woman came down and approached Salman's car.


The woman tilted her head and saw Salman who had his head cupped on the wheel.


He tried to open the door from the inside, by putting one of his hands in. Eventually the effort succeeded.


He immediately broke down the body of the man he helped in the steering chair. To see how big the wound is.


And he looked in shock, looking at the man who always said spicy words to him. Now unconscious.


Salman's forehead was slightly scuffed, and bleeding. When the woman's finger was brought close to Salman's nose, there was still a breath. The woman was relieved immediately. Because the man in front of him is not dead.


But he was confused how to help her. Salman said at the beginning that he did not want to be touched by women.


Finally, the woman had a way of waking him up, without having to touch him. He turned the keys to Salman's car, then pressed his horn repeatedly.


That way, it is really effective to wake Salman from his stupor. The man was shocked.


"I'm not messing with you. Just want to help without touching you. Yes, I use that way. Thank goodness you're conscious." said the girl with a happy smile.


Salman doesn't know whether to be sad or happy. Because it was helped, by the girl in front of him. Because his dislike is greater than his liking.


But, a good adab when in please, should say thank you to the helper. Therefore, Salman intends to say thank you.


"Thank you for helping me" Salman said flatly. But it can make the woman in front of him smile at his own smile.


"Together." replied the girl with a faintly gurgling voice.


"I'm sorry, I have to go on my way again. Excuse me."


With a heavy heart the girl nodded her head. He slightly shifted his legs, so that Salman's car could pass.


The girl stared at the car Salman was driving, traveling at high speed.


"Hopefully, if there's anything else with him. I came to be his god of help." murmured the girl.


Meanwhile, in the car, Salman was inexhaustible. Why did the girl help him. Even though he doesn't like it.


But Salman tried to think realistically. That between hate and love is a fine distinction. The journey of a person's life, no one knows.


It seems like the first thing, about his love story with Wulan. It also started with an accidental meeting. And it's as if fate keeps bringing him together.


Initially Salman insisted on refusing, but in fact, now he was in love with his wife.


Salman prayed that his heart would always be strengthened to have a wife. Two, three, four and so on.


Marriage is not just about naaafsu. But also about how to make our partner, comfortable to be next to us.


After nearly four hours of travel, Salman arrived at his father-in-law's house.


When he opened the door, he was greeted with a smile that was so beautiful in his eyes. And make him always miss. The two walked to his room. Salman's hand behind his wife's waist.