
"Are you so lonely my wife?" asked a husband who saw his wife daydreaming looking at the children in the village.
"When we're going to have a child, we're also old enough to be able to have a child" the wife said.
In a remote village, at the foot of the mountain there, with the population not too crowded. In the village there was a couple who had no children. Although the village is very beautiful. But. The husband and wife are always sad when they see the neighborhood children playing around in their yard. It feels like calling the children just to play in his yard.
But their parents would not allow their children to play in the home of the childless couple,
their parents were afraid that once their children were grown and it was time to get married, they would not have children like the couple.
All of this is a myth but. The villagers, strongly believe in the myth, which is not necessarily the truth at all.
''Ma'am, let's go into the house the day has started magrib, '' said Pak Rahman the husband who was 56 years old. The wife followed her husband's steps to enter their home.
''Sir, are we not going to have children until we die?'' ask the wife.
Mr. Rahman looked at his wife who was no longer young. But it still looked beautiful in her eyes like the first time they met before.
''Ma'am, God is very fair one day we will definitely have a child, but we should never stop praying, ''' said the husband.
The wife nodded her head, though they knew it was no longer possible for them to have children. But God will surely hear every prayer of his servants.
''Yes not to think about it, we should now eat first, '' asked Mr. Rahman.
''Yes, I have cooked you wait here, '' said the Wife.
''already, you do not need to cook you have cooked earlier, '' said Mr. Rahman.
After hearing the words of her husband, the wife sat down again.
''Since when did you cook?'' ask Wife.
''So when Mom was still outside, '' said Mr. Rahman.
Without asking any more, the two of them immediately ate the food. Mr. Rahman is so romantic he cooks for his beloved wife even. To feed his wife
after dinner it was over. Mr. Rahman invited his wife to perform the magrib prayer.
''Mom, let's pray first,'' said Mr. Rahman. His wife, Lilis, nodded her head. They walked together towards the well that was behind their house.
''Please take the mother first who took her wudhunya, after the new Mother Father,'' said Mr. Rahman.
They soon returned home. When the wife wanted to cover the door she heard something like, the sound of a tiger roaring, not far from their house Because of the house. The couple was very close to the mountains.
''Sir, did you hear anything?'' ask Wife.
''No ma'am, did you hear what?'' ask Mr. Rahman.
Mr. Rahman and Ms. Lilis also walked to their rooms to perform congregational prayers.
When they finished their prayers, they immediately went to sleep. Too tired during the day. But Mr. Rahman could not sleep because he remembered the words of his wife earlier.
''Ma'am, why are you still curious as I said earlier?'' ask Mr. Rahman.
''say what sir, '' said the wife.
''That one, that voice you heard?'' ask Mr. Rahman again.
''That's. Mister Mother heard a voice,...
Tong keg..
The words of Ms. Lilis, was stopped after hearing the sound of a loud clap out there. People were running around and screaming for help.
''What's outside sir?'' ask Bu Lilis because she is afraid.
''Don't know Mom, I saw for a moment, '' said Mr. Rahman.
''Don't be afraid, ''' prevent Ms. Lilis from holding her husband's hand.
''Yes, I have come with you, we can see from the window, ''' said Mr Rahman.
Miss Lilis nodded her head, approaching the wooden window. Mr. Rahman opened the window and saw that the villagers were very afraid that someone was running to and fro, there were also those who kept knocking.
''No what is this sir, why are you running around with such fear?'' asked Mr. Rahman to one of the residents who passed through his house.
''That sir exists. The tiger descended to the village, the tiger has preyed on the livestock of Pak residents, replied one of the residents.
After the people said it, he left immediately.
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