True Love for Mas Arka
Chapters. 15

Samar is heard the sound of the holy verse al qur’an. Arka had guessed for sure it was his wife who was tadarusan al qur’an. The sound of the chanting of his wife who is teaching has become an alarm for her every morning. Not in the morning, but in the early hours.

The wife rarely woke him up to perform night prayers, but the woman tightened the reading al qur’an so that Arka woke up. Quite unique indeed but that's how their households intertwined for 1 month 1 week.

“That I took a shower first yes.” Arka immediately rushed to take a bath after the wife nodded her assent. Arka passed to the bathroom after seeing the clock showing at 3:30 in the morning.

When Arka entered his room after bathing and ablution he saw on the bed already there were coco clothes and sarongs and other equipment. And also what lay before his wife.  As if the code is hard so that he immediately imitate his wife to pray.

“Yuk who directly pray tahujjutan, keburu dawn time ntar.” Imbuh Archa.

They both pray tahajjud together.  Arka heard reciting the holy verse al qur’an when imitating the wife.  There is a sweet sound of Arka when reciting the verse he read. It does not feel they have done the tahajjud prayer all with the witir prayer as a cover. When Ila and Arka want to read al qur’an together. There was a sound of crying from Arshaka who was sleeping in Ila and Arka's room.

Without a second thought Ila immediately saw her son and it turned out that the Arshaka press was full so that her youngest son was uncomfortable.

“Bun bun bun!” Arshaka Guman who is not too clear but can understand. Arka continued to read al qur’an because indeed he knew that even if he approached Arshaka his son would not want to be with him. Roughly his son was looking for Ila not himself.

“Iya dear this mother, the press is full yes son yes. Ouch this handsome mother child!” said Ila.

Ila has taken off her face and now uses a sleep shirt to her ankles but still looks sweet while also wearing a sorong hijab to make it easier to replace the Arshaka press.

“Udah, already fragrant again mother's son. What do you want, son? Want mimic? Was it? Want to do another mimic huh?”

“Bentar mother make yes where her sling let dedek learn to mimic himself yes son yes!” Ila kissed her son's face because of the anxiety that was greeted by laughter by Arshaka.

Ila passed out of the room while carrying an empty bottle of Arshaka milk to be brewed new milk while in the room Arka enjoyed her sadarus, feeling very peaceful with her heart. It was as if his whole problem became plong and his heart was airy.

“Make milk for his Arshaka den?” bik Tina who woke up taking water in the kitchen met this young mistress.

“Iya bi, Arshakanya hungry.”

“Oaalab you forgot ama aunty yes if you are at the house deck Arshaka mah so yes, if there is a mistress innnya sticky continue.” obviously bi Tina while accompanying Ila making milk for Arshaka.

“Ngak papa bi, his name is also a child mother yes son yes?”

“Well this mimic is ready let's go to the room again yes son yes,” Ila stroked Arshaka's head with love.

“Bik Ila to top first yes. Aunt bobo again later his head dizzy if lack of sleep.”  Ila passes.

“Alhamdulillah O Allahbnow it feels like everything is going the way it should be. I'm so happy to see the madam care so much for both kids. Moreover, the lady also has great respect for the master. Servants do not want to see the sad face of seno and also the cry of Arshaka who lost the mother figure in their lives O Allah. Give health and always take care of the mistress and master Yes Allah,” the inner aunt whose eyes are glassy saw ila who cares so much for the child Arka.

“Udah ready for the date mas?” When he appeared in the room.

“Yes the Alhamdulillah”

“Yaudah mas continue to sleep tomorrow right mas there is a teaching schedule on campus, later if the dawn time has entered Ila wake up right. Ila wants to put Arshaka's grandfather to sleep first. This is again cool to drink milk.” is obviously crazy while carrying arshaka to and fro in his room.

“Yes it is natural that Ila is indeed more at home. Hence children on sticky ama Ila.”

“Iya mas grateful you want to accept them with a spacious heart, however they are not your biological child Ila, sometimes too much to the worries that you feel, Ila, mas is afraid that the two little heroes mas back to lose the figure of his mother.” explained Arka sad while looking at the face of Arshaka who was sucking milk from a bottle held by Ila.

Yes, right now Arshaka is being put to sleep by Ila in her bed with Arka.

“Mas, Ila can not promise if Ila will always be there for mas, Seno and Arshaka.” Silent for a moment

“Because of fate no one knows it could be when Ila tries to spill all of Ila's love and care on our two children but God says otherwise. I could have been called home first, Wallahu Alam. Teach someone no one knows. I just got married to a. But I definitely know for sure 1 month 1 week was a short day. And household exams will definitely exist, the question is whether mas and Ila are able to pass it all.”

Arka did not respond to his wife's words. Her eyes were glassy, but she saw ila very casually saying everything.

“Both mas, or Ila there will certainly be temptations that test the strength or not of our marriage bond. It is therefore important that in our hearts we always build the strength of faith. To be able to distinguish what is wrong and what is right. Sometimes we even know it's wrong but we have no power to avoid it all. Therefore, we must always ask God to always keep our hearts protected from

orgasm temptations and also various things out there.”

“So mas let's fight together Ila ngak will be strong alone Ila need mas. Yes, Ila said he was young. Precisely because Ila is young then guide Ila in living our household yes.”

Ila smiles while still patting baby Arshaka's ass that seems to be sleeping. While Arka had given birth to the river in her eyes between being moved and feeling very happy.

Today is Sunday morning. The day showed that at 7 am Arka and Seno were exercising early in the morning by running around the housing complex they were living in. While Ila is making pecel seasoning beans for breakfast with her husband, and the children and workers in their home.

Ila was arranging food, coinciding with the food ready to serve was heard crying from the 2nd floor, yes Arshaka was always sleeping together with Ila and Arka using her baby box.

“Ululu anak mother masyaallah has woken up, handsome. Uu shower piagi yes son yes let the more handsome champion mother."

Ila prepares a toiletry for Arshaka and bathes her little whiz. When Ila has tidied Arshaka clothes, Arshaka already looks fragrant and neat with baby clothes. Ila carried Arshaka with her cradle and brought Arshaka down.

“Bundaaaa!” pluk Seno hit Ila spontaneously.

“Mas Seno kerawarnikan do not deket mother first adek still vulnerable same bacteria and germs yok wash hands and sweat rag. Also, we had breakfast. Mother has made pecel.”

“Siaap commander!” Arka and Seno are just as respectfully worthy of his soldiers as his commanders.

Arshaka was sitting in her baby chair, Ila was feeding milk and biscuits as Arshaka breakfast this morning.

“This pa, mom take the pecel!” Ila presents to Arka.

“This is for your favorite hero, endiin ya nak ya!”

See you next chapter……………………..