Well with you
CHAPTER 2

Fira fell asleep again after performing the heavy prayer. Fahmi had just returned from the mosque. I see the kitchen is a mess. Dirty dishes are still on the dining table. The old teflon cook was still on the stove. The dishwashing piled up, it looks like the breaking of yesterday's fast.

Fahmi's looking for Fira. He knew Fira was in the room. And the feeling is always right if Fira sleeps again. Ah, if only Fahmi did not have patience, maybe at that time Fira will be fired as a wife. Oops. Fahmi.

Fahmi opens the door to Fira's room. When it opened it did not show a beautiful view. It is a sight that tests patience. Fira's room at that time was no less messy. Blankets, pillows, bolsters, everything was on the floor. The bed linen was a mess and Fira slept covered in bed sheets.

Fahmi takes the pillow lying on the floor and throws it towards Fira.

Bugh!

The pillow landed right on Fira's face. At that moment, Fira woke up.

"Switch, what the hell?" Fira rose from her sleep.

"Go back to sleep instead of cleaning up the house!" Fahmi Jerk.

"Hooooh, it's still early in the morning. I don't have to cook anymore, because I'm fasting."

"Learn to be a good wife! A wife does take care of the household, takes care of the husband, and takes care of everything else. Not just taking care of yourself!"

Fira scrunched her forehead, she was quite confused by Fahmi. "The good wife? How do you want to be a good wife, if her husband is also evil? How to take care of the husband, if the husband also never considered his wife!"

Fira's answer this time made Fahmi speechless. What Fira said has a point. Fahmi never considered Fira. He only thinks Fira is someone else who lives with him in one house. Life in the house impressed each. Trying to assume their own lives, even though in reality they need each other.

Humans are social creatures. No matter how much he can, he needs someone else. Whether it's to help, or just to accompany. Therefore God created Eve in the solitude of Adam, to accompany her to heaven again after a long separation.

"Yes at least you're self-conscious, if you're a wife!"

Fira retaliated. "Yes you are also self-conscious dong, if you are husband!"

"Dih, even ngebales. Who do I work for? Make wife! I want to pray what? Let you obey God!" Fahmi begins to lose patience, but after that he realizes that he has been snapping at Fira. I don't know when this dislike will happen. For sure until now Fahmi has not been able to open his heart to Fira.

Fira fell silent and tried to digest every word Fahmi entered into his sense of hearing. Fira realized her mistake all along. He always blames Fahmi who never loved him. In fact, with Fahmi always remind him it has become a form of attention. Even though Fahmi's way is wrong.

Fira immediately got up and rushed to clean up her bed. At that time Fahmi was still silent in Fira's room. He noticed Fira who was directly obeying him.

Shortly after, Fahmi leaves to let Fira. While Fira who was then picking up the bolster on the floor threw the bolster towards Fahmi who had already left until the bolster was out of his zone.

"Well, roll her into her room." Fira immediately ran to pick up the bolster.

Carefully, in order not to be caught by Fahmi, Fira took the bolster while closing her eyes.

"Would you throw me a roll?"

Ouch, the look, the inner Fira who slowly opened her eyes.

"Dih, don't suudzon dong. Who told you to open the door?"

"Grove!"

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Fuhooh!

Fira rested herself on the shofa that was in the TV room. Sometimes he wiped the sweat dripping on his forehead. It is quite exhausting to clean the house alone. Washing a mountain of laundry. Sweeping up the house. Cleanse mattress. Putting things all over the room, and everything else. It all feels tiring, because it is not usual to do it.

He closed his eyes. Trying to breathe air, so as not to lack oxygen. His eyes were still closed, but he did not fall asleep.

Shortly after, Fahmi comes in a typical white nurse uniform. Fahmi looks lethargic looking at Fira's tired face. He sat down next to Fira and made Fira open her eyes in surprise. "E-uh." Fira realized that there was Fahmi beside her.

"Cape. I am abis cleaning up the house. Just take a break."

"You used to clean the house, definitely will not feel the cape. Eat it biasain." Fahmi who looks patient it makes Fira calm heart.

"Yes, Husband. Husband has not yet prayed Dhuha?" ask Fira.

Fahmi scrunched his forehead when he heard something different from Fira's call. "Udah. Since when do you call me husband?"

"Don't make it hard, dong. I was wrong to call, right?"

Fahmi chuckled softly. Honestly speaking, this was the first time seeing Fahmi chuckle. His smile was at that moment. "That's wrong to call. I don't know, I like it, called it that. It is considered to be the same as you."

Fira just smiled and chose to be quiet.

"I'm off to dines first, huh?" Fahmi suddenly thrust out his hand. Fira looked confused to see Fahmi's hand in front of her face.

Fira holds Fahmi's hand. "What's this?"

"Ride!"

Fira. "Huh? Greetings?"

Fahmi. Fira kissed Fahmi's hand. For the first time Fira did this. Except when they get married.

Fahmi stroked Fira's head. More precisely ruffled Fira's hair.

"Did, this is my hair. Tumben told salim?"

Fahmi just smiled. "Don't forget Dhuha Prayer."

"Yes, I didn't forget."

"Dengerin this hadith, “Humans have 360 joints, are required to give alms for each sendinya”. The Companions asked, ”Who is able to do so, O Prophet of Allah?”. The Prophet said, ”Enough by covering the phlegm on the floor of the mosque with the ground and eliminating distractions from the streets. If you do not find it, then do two raka’at Dhuha prayer which can suffice you” (HR. Abu Daud)"

"Just two skirts" pinta Fahmi.

"Yes, God willing."

"Abis I leave, immediately take the water of ablution continue to pray Dhuha. Let God open the door of our sustenance."

Fira nodded.

"I'm leaving first. Don't run away from the rich house yesterday, I don't like it!"

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