WHEN LOVE IS TESTED
First night

For the first time I looked into the eyes of the man who had married me, without distance, without a partition, his stern face now reminded me of the first time we met. When he got on the table, and expressed his feelings for me through a song he created. I smiled at him. He really proved his words. He was able to tear down the hardness of my heart, even though we had time to separate, although he had I refused, but in the end this moment happened, the moment where I was willing to be his wife, he said, and I know this is the most special moment of his life.

In a difficult marriage it is not the kabul ijab, but living it after kabul, building trust, loyalty, honesty, I have failed to build a harmonious household, she said, caused by dishonesty in a problem, which caused the integrity of my household to be destroyed.

Now I will build a good commitment with Anwar, a commitment that we will not break, we will try to create a happy family, even though there may be gravel blocking our steps.

Tonight was the first night for Anwar and me, there was an obligation I had to fulfill as a wife, I saw Anwar was still in the bathroom, to clean up.

Krrriiiieeettt ...

The sound of the door handle being opened, he again closed the bathroom door and approached me.

‘Quiet Anjani, now Anwar is your husband’ I whispered inwardly, neutralizing my ever turbulent heart.

“You took a shower?” asked Anwar, glancing at the towel I was holding.

I nodded without a word.

“I can stare at you without hijab??” asked Anwar who made me even more clumsy.

“Eeeemmmm ..”

“Bby yes?? We're already married” the rayunya.

But I still shake my head.

“Why?? We are married and it is not a sin if I see your hair” Anwar said as he continued to approach, he slowly opened the hijab I was wearing. Then smiled and grabbed my chin then set his eyes on my eyes. He looked at me so closely.

“I love you, really love you so much,” she said so gently while peeping my forehead long, that she completely let go of her embrace.

Now I'm really in love with him, this beatings are more than I was on Bagas, or Faisal was. Anwar has now completely filled the entire qalbu niche.

Finished cleaning myself, I came out of the bathroom, I saw Anwar was waiting for me on the edge of the bed, smiling at me after I closed the bathroom door again.

“Jan, we pray isya congregate ya“ invite him.

“Darling, can ya from now on I call you dear??” anwar asked smiling at me, then clasped my hand tightly.

Ah, why is this sudden pounding so fierce when she grasps my hand, and stares at my bead so deeply, how could I possibly return her gaze? It made my heartbeat even more unbearable.

“Emmmm i yes,“ I replied simply, while lowering my gaze after looking at it for quite a while.

“I am your husband and your imam“ said Anwar, who made me nod in response to each of Anwar's words.

“And you are my wife, the mother of my children shall“ as soon as my cheeks warm, a red hue perch on my cheeks now.

“Then from that, tonight is the night that started our real relationship. I can't walk without you, and you can't walk without me, so from now on let's step together, Anjani, will you be my life partner forever? Until azal fetches??” asked Anwar who made my cheeks turn red.

“I'm willing Anwar“ replied me while bowing shyly.

Anwar smiled as he hugged me tightly, and mother must know what happened next wkwkwkwkwk.

Today is the first day I became Anwar's wife, there are many new things I have to do as a wife. And the first thing I did this morning was make him a thick glass of black coffee, ah, yes my husband is now a koffee lover.

Now I live in Anwar's new home, a house he said Anwar had prepared long before marrying me. He has a dream house that he built and he designs himself, for his future home. Something unique because he was sure that the house he would occupy with me. This house is very beautiful with a contemporary model and a yard that is wide enough, so I can make a flower garden in the yard.

I was staring at the beautiful flowers this afternoon, suddenly there was a circular hand on my stomach, Anwar was hugging me from behind.

“I hope our household will be eternal, which will not only run in the world, but also in the afterlife“ I lean my shoulders on Anwar's shoulders.

“Our household will be strong dear, as strong as our love“ Anwar replied smiling at me.

The breeze hit our faces, we smiled, enjoying our lives.

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