THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE
Nothing to Bother

The short needle has not exactly pointed at the number 4. Cold weather stabs a bone even without AC. The silent atmosphere still enveloped. It is very comfortable to enjoy the warm blanket.

However, not with married couples who have not long been official in halal ties. They are able to fight the crib of warmth.

After the evening exercise for the third time, Azka invites Meli to wash. The ritual of bathing their janabah did before the qiyamullail.

In that not-so-extensive room, they were solemnly in dialogue with the Creator. Eleven of their designs were established according to the sunah of the Prophet.

“Body is still a few minutes away. How about murajaah first? Already memorized juz 30?” ask Azka.

Meli nodded. Azka smiled with relief.

“How about we start from the last letter and then move forward? Ready?” say Azka again.

“Good, Mas.”

Verse by verse began to recite. Occasionally Azka fixed the part that was not right.

After 15 letters, the dawn was heard. They stopped the activity. Azka got up from his seat followed by Meli.The man said goodbye to congregate to the mosque while Meli prepared for the Munfarid dawn prayer.

After returning from the mosque, Azka did not find Meli in the musala. There is nothing in the kitchen either. Azka rushed upstairs.

“Thank God you are here,” said Azka relieved to see Meli looking at her dress.

“What's the reason?” Meli.

“Fear my wife is missing,” Azka replied as she climbed into bed.

“Ish, is it Meli a child or an item? Time ile.” Meli poked her lips.

Azka laughed at hearing that. Then, he pulled Meli's arm quickly. Of course Meli was surprised because he was not ready. He lost his balance and fell on Azka.

“Hemmm, scented,” hiss Azka while kissing Meli's hair.

“It is, it runs out shampooing.”

Azka stroking black hair Meli. Disbursed child hair that covers Meli's forehead followed by a kiss.

“This morning is good what is it? Want to exercise?” Azka made an offer.

Hearing the word sport, Meli's memory drifted into their activities before taking a shower.

“Not satisfied yet?” ask Meli.

“Satisfied? You mean?” ask Azka back.

“Iya, is Mas Azka not satisfied with sports? We three times a night lo!” meli.

Azka suddenly laughed. It made Meli astonished.

“Kok laughs, anyway?” meli Protest.

“My wife is funny! So, you're thinking about bed sports? I mean, we exercise jogging or cycling,” said Azka in between his laughter.

Meli's face flushed. He was ashamed of being found out his perverted mind.

“But, can also repeat bed sports. We are both in this house. No one bothers you,” Azka said with a seductive smile.

“Ah, Mas Azka is very fond of Meli,” said Meli with pursed lips.

“Since my wife is adorable. Mmuaah.” A brief kiss shuts Meli's mouth.

Meli glares. However, Azka did not care. The kiss moves to the cheek and neck. Meli, of course, repeatedly lurched. Over time he could not hold his breath. Their breath is hunting.

“Praying, Honey,” hiss Azka.

Meli nodded. In his heart he recited prayers so that their bodily relations become worship, kept away from the devil, not merely driven by lust. If it becomes a baby, the child becomes a righteous child or a righteous one.

The morning was hot with fun activities. Up to a few minutes, they race in pleasure until both reach the top. Prayers are read again, wishing ridho of Him.

“Mas Azka not tired?” ask Meli in between breaths that are still a little stingy.

“Slightly. Wh why? You tired, Honey?” asked Azka while tilting her body facing Meli.

Meli nodded. He wiped the wet forehead with sweat.

“But happy, right? Aren't you looking forward to this when we're far apart?” asked Azka while smiling mischievously.

“Ish, Mas Azka! I'm, uh, Meli's gonna take a shower. Uh, how do we have breakfast?”

“You want to cook a practical fried rice, want to go outside, or delivery order?” Azka made a choice.

“Take it.”

Just Meli got up, heard a call notification. Slide the green icon and change it to speaker mode. He put his clothes back.

“Assalamaicum. Astarghfirullah, Meli!” there was a screech from the Meli device whose screen was facing the bed.

“Waalaikumsalam. What's up Mommy?” ask Meli to relax.

“Mel, it's aurat don't show it!” exclaim Via.

Meli realized that she received a video call. He immediately reversed the device's position, then put on his kimono properly.

“Ish, Ma'am Via vicall huh? How come you're careless, anyway?” azka.

“Sorry, Meli forgot,” hiss Meli.

“Sorry, Ma'am. Meli sloppy,” regret Meli.

Via held back his laughter. He was sorry to see Meli too.

“Ya already, tomorrow again be more careful. Em, I'll ask for help, can?”

“Ask what please?”

“Make donuts, if you can same prol tape for additional shipping to Ratna's house later in the afternoon.”

“If the ingredients are ready, Meli is ready. But, Meli does not know where to buy,” said Meli.

“There's. Ask your husband where you keep dry food ingredients. I yesterday had wheat, sugar, and other shopping,” explained Via.

“OK. Later if it has been delivered to where?”

“Ke my house. Let it be decorated. You haven't been to my house either, have you?”

Meli bengong for a moment. He only realized that every visit to Jogja has never been to Via's house.

“Iya, yes. Insha Allah before our sublime to it.”

“Oke, I wait. Thanks, yeah. Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam.”

I walked to the bathroom. When the door opened, he screamed in shock. Azka is inside.

“Kok is unlocked, anyway?” mellifluous Grout.

“Not anyone else but us. The gate is locked. Who else can enter here besides you? Here, Honey! All shower together,” said Azka while pulling Meli's hand.

Meli can't refuse. For the first time, they took a bath together.

“Mbak Via earlier said what?” asked Azka while drying her hair.

“Meli says make donuts. Where do you usually store dry food ingredients?”

“There is in the kitchen cabinet. I'll show you later. O yes, so cook for breakfast?” azka.

“Meli males, ah. If delivery order, is there morning?” ask Meli.

“What do you want breakfast?” ask Azka back.

“Gado-gado, is there not?”

“If DO not exist. Chicken porridge. I just buy it out, yeah.”

Meli nodded. Azka took her jacket.

“You coming?” Azka.

“No, ah. Mending Meli nyiapin donut ingredients only. Come on, take Meli to the kitchen!” pinta Meli's.

Azka according. He escorted Meli to the kitchen and showed her the food storage.

“Then, Mas leave first. Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam.”

Meli prepare the necessary materials. He then made the dough while humming. Just dough so, Azka's coming. They enjoy breakfast first while waiting for the dough to rise.

After breakfast, Meli continued making donuts. Azka. Because they were joking, they did not feel tired.

At 9am all the dough is ripe. Meli set in mika.

“Meli take a shower first again. Sticky body nih.”

“Iya. After duha we between donuts, yes,” Azka said.

An hour later, they were ready to leave. Meli sits sweetly beside Azka who is driving the car.

“This is the home of Mbak Via? Big bang,” muttered Meli.

Azka smiled as she glanced at the wife. He let Meli observe around the house.

“Have finished observation? Login, yuk!” bring Azka.

It turns out that Via is waiting. Various items have been prepared in the family room.

“Wah, it is all ready,” said Meli.

“Iya, stay the person who has not,” said Via.

Via added ribbon decoration on the mica where the donut to look more beautiful. Meli just looked in awe because Via hand was so agile.

“Love, no phone from mom. Uh, Meli has come,” said Farhan while handing over Via's device.

Via received a call from the mother. Sometimes he nodded while saying yes.

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