Wisdom of Love: KALA LOVE TREATS WOUNDS
HONEYMOON

The next day, Rabiah and Kamil decided to leave for their honeymoon that morning. Not to forget Rabiah also contacted his parents to leave.

And now, Rabiah and Kamil are on the plane. It had been several hours since the plane took off, but Rabiah could not close his eyes at all. Occasionally Rabiah turned to look at the window, and the sky still looked bright.

"Aren't you sleeping?" asked Kamil who had just woken up from his sleep, but found his wife was not sleeping.

"No mas, Biah can not sleep," Biah's great-grandson turned to the husband.

Kamil smiled, he then leaned Rabiah's head on his shoulder, then grasped Rabiah's left hand, "sleep Biah, our journey is still long," kamil said while rubbing the head of Rabiah covered with a headscarf with his right hand.

Getting a sweet treatment from the husband, certainly makes Rabiah's heart warm. "Thank you" he said later.

Kamil furrowed his brows at the thanks from his wife, "thank you for what Biah?" ask Kamil.

"Thank you for being kind and caring" replied Rabiah honestly.

Kamil again gave a smile, "Yes it's appropriate mas like that right, mas right your husband," Kamil said while kissing the back of Rabiah's left hand, making Rabiah again blushed with a thin smile on his face.

After traveling more than 16 hours, Rabiah and Kamil finally arrived in Paris in the afternoon, given the difference in time overtime 5 hours from Jakarta. Now they have been in one of the luxury hotels in Paris. Kamil took the presidential suite room, he wanted to pamper Rabiah during this honeymoon.

"Biah, if you want to shower first please," said Kamil let Rabiah take a bath first.

"Yes mas," said Rabiah then opened his suitcase to take a change of clothes, but he knitted his eyebrows when he opened the suitcase, the article contents in the suitcase was slightly changed, there are two paper bags, there are two paper bags, the first paper bag contained some thin and bright clothes with various colors, and the second paper bag contained Rabiah's robe, all the sleeping pajamas he had prepared before were lost somewhere.

In the midst of his confusion, Rabiah was again made restless when he got a letter in the first paper bag, 'Rabiah, please wear this shirt for tonight and the nights ahead, he said, do not obey the in-laws and please the husband is a worship.' The words in this letter were definitely not a word of coercion, but rejecting it was the same as being an indirect dissident, and it was enough to make Rabiah feel a dilemma.

"What is this?" lirih Rabiah confused himself while taking one of the clothes in the first paper bag and observing it, this was the first time he saw a thin shirt like this.

"Why Biah?" ask Kamil who heard the voice of Rabiah.

"Eh, no mas, oh yes, if you want to take a shower, mas can really take a shower first, Biah still want to tidy up Biah's clothes," said Rabiah while putting back the clothes he had held earlier in the first paper bag.

Kamil agreed and decided to take a bath first according to the wife's pinta. While Rabiah unpacked the contents of the first paper bag until out all the thin clothes of various colors.

"Geez, which one should I wear? the intention of the real mama ngerjain Biah," Rabiah monologue in the heart while lifting one by one the shirt.

After weighing long enough, now Rabiah's choice fell on a thin black shirt, not too bright and the longest among the other clothes even though the length is still above Rabiah's knee.

Chequelek

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening, Biah hurriedly put all the clothes he had scattering earlier directly into the suitcase, then hid the clothes he had chosen into his hijab.

"Biah, please take a shower," said Kamil made Rabiah shocked and then stood up and turned towards Kamil.

Deghs

"Close your eyes, huh? But it's halal, "his mind as his heart and mind clash, making him now seem like a robot unable to move, even to blink.

Seeing his unblinking wife with her mouth slightly open, Kamil felt even more anxious. I don't know why he suddenly wanted to prank his little wife.

With a slow step, Kamil approached Rabiah, getting closer so that Rabiah suddenly realized from his inner quarrel while shaking little.

"Why are you Biah?" tanya Kamil grew increasingly anxious while approaching Rabiah, making Rabiah have to retreat wrongly.

"No, no why-why mas," replied Rabiah with a face that was getting red like a boiled crab.

"Isn't it really papa?" Kamil is getting closer.

"Bene.-" said Rabiah as he realized that his body was leaning against the wall of the room.

Kamil increasingly smiled widely at the look on Rabiah's face that looked wrong behavior mixed with panic.

Kamil is getting closer, even now their distance is only a few centimeters. Kamil then bowed a little to equalize his height with Rabiah, slowly he brought his face closer to Rabiah.

How is Rabiah? don't ask, not even a breath this time. "Bie..Biah wants to take a bath first mas," he said then ran to the bathroom at high speed.

Seeing the wife running around makes Kamil laugh softly, "Geez, that's so adorable, he's" Kamil said in between his laughter.

While Rabiah was currently still silent behind the bathroom door, his hand was holding his chest that was pounding.

"Calm down, calm down, relax, relax" he said slowly as he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

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At night at the residence of Abdulah-Maryam

Abdullah had been confused to see his wife who had been smiling to herself.

"Why are you, ma? from that smile to myself?" abdullah was confused.

"Mama's on a mission, pa. Hopefully with this mission, we can soon have a grandchild" replied Maryam who still maintains her smile.

Abdullah frowned, "what mission is ma?"

"Secret pa," Maryam replied with an amused chuckle imagining Rabiah's facial expression as she looked at the letter inside her suitcase.

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