
POV Rama
Morning greetings. I immediately got up, to perform the Fajr prayer. I gave Kalisa a glance, but still I let him sleep well in his sleep, because he was in the mobs came the moon.
It didn't take long, I cleaned myself up. I came out of the bathroom, and on the other end, I found my wife sitting with my prayer clothes.
With her long hair down, she gave me a smile, and looked at me in the shade. My heart rippled again, I stepped with a towel wrapped around my waist.
I don't think Kalisa's gonna wake up this fast. As it turned out, my woman kept prioritizing me, still making me feel number one, in every circumstance.
Alhamdulillahot...
"Mas, here's the shirt." His words were soft, and I immediately grabbed the thread, not only receiving clothes, but I also took the time to kiss Kalisa's lips.
I tuck the hairdresser dangling irregularly behind the ear.
"Thank you, honey." I replied and was immediately answered by her nod.
"Oh yeah, then take Reyhan and May to her new school. Humairah's coming to the office, yeah." Say it again before stepping into the dressing room.
Kalisa looked at me with a face full of question marks, for what? Maybe like that, if that beautiful mouth makes a sound.
"Mas wants to introduce you, Kal. Let everyone know that you belong to someone named Ikhsan Rama." I answered his confusion. Saying the fact, that I'm grateful, I'm proud, I'm happy to have it.
And I want everyone to know that.
"Who can know me, too, Mom?" The teasing question, complete with a flirtatious smile, made me anxious, then squeezed his nose.
"Mas will tell them to close their eyes." My reply was no joke and he just chuckled.
It's a rarity that makes me couldn't bear to not kiss her lips.
Kalisa pushed my chest, as my kiss felt more demanding, if continued maybe I should return to the big bath.
"It's already there." Kalisa pushed my body into the locker room, and I was only able to obey even though my heart was not willing, if it was not on the red cross, I wanted to take it to nirvana.
Finished with clothes, I came out, I saw Kalisa still faithfully sitting in his place. Not waiting especially.
I approached, and he extended his hand again, prayer mat, he gave me a prayer mat. "The kids I woke up, Mom. They're waiting at the little mushola down below." Unmistakably.
Again, I never stopped being grateful for this, I kissed her forehead deeply before waltzing out.
But suddenly I remembered something. I looked at Kalisa after finishing my kiss. "Darling, did you read the do'a the first day you got the moon?" My toot.
As much as possible, I want to teach you the little things I know. Even though I was aware myself, I was not a smart person.
Kalisa nodded with a smile. "Here you go, my mom."
"Alhamdulillah, try to tell Mas how to pray." My love.
And he immediately raised his hand. Breathe in and throw it away slowly.
Bismilbornrahmanirrahim's...
Alhamdulilah 'ala kulli haalin, wa astaghfirullah min kulli dzanbin.
"Praise Allah on all matters, and I ask You for forgiveness from all sins."
Kalisa clenched his hands and rubbed his face after saying aamiin, I smiled smashing the top of his head proudly. "Good God, smart wife, Mas. Here's a gift." I put my face.
Kalisa gave a quick glance, and I immediately kissed her right cheek. Those beautiful eyes turned malay, with a red hue drawn bashfully.
"The prize is one." Cebik Kalisa, while away from my body.
And now, I'm the one who turns a blind eye. Anxious, I immediately caught Kalisa's body, and gave a bursting kiss all over his face.