Until the End of Breath
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In Kalimantan Fardhan was resting at the hotel before leaving for a meeting with his client. Fardhan was still pondering in the room, he remembered the incident yesterday before he left. He saw Maira coming home with a wet shirt, he became worried about the current state of Maira.

Fardhan tried to contact Maira by phone, but was not picked up. Fardhan contacted him several times but he was still not picked up. Finally Fardhan contacted the home phone directly received by bi Titin.

📞 " hello assalamualaikum" says bi Titin

📞 "waalaikumsalaam. Bi this is Fardhan " said Fardhan

📞 " oh yes den, what's up ?" tanya bi Titin's

📞 "bi, Maira has gone home yet ?" ask Fardhan

📞 "neng Maira has not come home den, since leaving this morning still has not returned den ! what's up den ?" tanya bi Titin's

📞 "how not to go home bi ? it's late afternoon, where is she anyway ?" ask Fardhan

📞 "he said he was going to his best friend's wedding den, not long after aden left the neng also went directly "answered bi Titin

📞 "wedding of his best friend ?" ask Fardhan

📞 "yes with "answer bi Titin

📞 "jeez bi, I forgot that Aisyah got married today" said Fardhan while patting her forehead

📞 "yes already bi, Fardhan close the phone yes. Aunty hearted in the same house as others, if there is anything directly contact Fardhan yes" said Fardhan

📞 "yes with "answer bi Titin

Fardhan terminated his phone connection. He is currently preparing to go to a meeting with Shandy. Soon Fardhan and Shandy leave the hotel.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Maira had just arrived at her house. Bi Titin went straight to Maira.

" i'm sorry neng, earlier den Fardhan telfon to nanyain neng's house" said bi Titin

" nanyain what bi ?" ask Maira

" nanyain neng is at home what is not ? yes aunty answer honestly if neng go to neng friend neng wedding, as said neng this morning "answer bi Titin

" yes, it's okay. My phone was low bat so I didn't know anyone was calling or not" Maira said

" yes already neng, aunty to the kitchen again ya "part bi Titin

" yes, " answered Maira

Bi Titin went back to the kitchen and Maira went to her room to clean herself up and rest. After finishing cleaning up, Maira sat on her bed with her back leaning. The ringing of the cell phone broke his daydream, it turned out to be a phone from my mom.

📞 " hello assalamualaikum ma" said Maira

📞 "waalaikumsalaam darling, how are you doing ?" ask mama

📞 "alhamdulillah good ma, tidings mom same papa how there ?" ask Maira

📞 "alhamdulillah good son.you again what Mai ?" ask mama

📞 "just sit in the room. Oh yes, this morning Aisyah married ma. Later mom and dad are invited when the recipe, mom and dad come yes !" said Maira

📞 "yes, later mama equally papa try to come yes. Mama also wanted to come with papa, but papa was not feeling well" said mama

📞 "loh, why else ma ?" ask Maira worried

📞 "say the same papa, don't be too tired of activity. Papa must keep the condition to be healthy, mama also yes" said Maira

📞 "yes dear "mama replied

Maira and mama continued to chat until the sound of the adhan in the mosque stopped the second chat and mama immediately disconnected her phone connection. Mama then kept her phone back on the nightstand.

" Maira send greetings to papa, also mandate he said papa not too tired to be healthy quickly" said mama

" yes ma, but if not papa bosen at home continue to ma "addressed papa reasoned

" already ah, males mama if chatting with papa is always the end of the debate is not right" said mama and went to the bathroom

While Maira at home is now performing her own Maghrib prayer in the room. After he finished praying, he sat on the balcony of his room staring at the sky full of stars. Not a single word he said, he just silently turned his face that began to shed tears.

o Allah, millions of stars twinkle in your vast sky. The moon illuminates the darkness of the night, replacing the sun that illuminates the day.O Allah will never cease to pray to you, give to you the servants and husbands of the descendants of the sholeh and the Sholeh. Give the servant and the husband of the servant the ease to get offspring, the servant begs Allah. You are the only place where the servant asks and complains, none can match the Power of Mu, O Lord, Who controls all nature.

maira prayer

While in the house of Aisyah, now Aisyah has finished praying together with Arfan. This was the first time Aisha prayed together with Arfan. Both Aisyah and Arfan are equally still embarrassed, not used to the new conditions they are now living.

After praying, Aisyah seemed hesitant when she would open the face she wore. He felt ashamed that for the first time he did not wear a veil in front of a man other than his father. Arfan saw the doubt, and he stood up and walked closer to Aisha.

" why ? are you ashamed ?" asked Arfan, While Aisha just lowered her head

" open it, there is no need to be ashamed or doubt. I'm your husband, I understand you right now. So it will not be sinful even if you do not wear a veil " added Arfan and then perlaham open the mucus that is still worn by Aisha

" god willing, what a beauty" said Arfan

" thank you mas "ansaid Aisyah smiling still lowered her head in shame

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One kiss landed on Aisyah's forehead making her look up at Arfan.

" you're so beautiful, dear "praise Arfan

Hearing the "honey" call from Arfan made him more embarrassed and happy.

" wear your veil, let's go downstairs and hang out with the others. Mas do not want this beauty enjoyed by others " said Arfan while giving a veil in his hands

After wearing the veil that was given by Arfan, Arfan and Aisyah joined the family who still exist in the house Aisyah, including mama and papa Arfan as well. After everyone got together, then mother and mother Arfan helped prepare dinner and they had dinner together.

After dinner, mom and dad Arfan went home. While the father and mother are still talking in the family room with Arfan and Aisyah. After hearing the adhan isha, the father and mother went straight to the room to pray as well as Aisha and Arfan.

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TB