Ash White Romance
First Day of School 3

Wulan House

Kreeks!

Wulan's bedroom door is opened by Rosita, her mother. Walking over to Wulan, intended to wake her up for the Fajr prayer and get ready to go to school. Today is the first day Wulan became a High School student, not Junior High School anymore.

"God, this is a girl sleeping just like that. Pillow in the corner, roll on the floor, blanket under his body. While his sleeping position is transverse. Motah, really. How about if married later, can her husband not go to bed, dong?" nagging Rosita, shaking her head, astonished.

"Wulan, let's get up! Praying Fajr first. You are going to school today. It's 05:00, all right. Thirka had woken up from earlier, "squeer Rosita while shaking her body to get up quickly.

Every morning that is what he sees. Whose descendants, anyway, sleep rich gini? Feel my sleep is not rich so, deh, grunts alone.

Apparently, someone heard his grunt from earlier. Yup, her husband, Irfan was already behind her. Just got back from the mosque. Irfan held back his laughter, amused. Especially when he heard his last grunt.

"Ah, really? Then, about whose leg was last night already in my head? Continue, just wake up earlier and even both legs are already in the stomach. Kaya wants to dipites me, wrestling, "the lead of her husband, holding amused.

Her eyes immediately turned towards her husband. Cynical. The one being stared at, even more grim.

"Diih Papa, that's delicious, how rich might that be? I slept majestically tau, "the elves sulked, hiding his face that was blushing in shame.

'Are I really sleeping rich?' he murmured in the heart.

"Yes, you're sleeping, so you're unconscious. I'm the one who sleeps disturbed every night. Not to bed, "Irfan increasingly become literate his wife. Makes him angry.

"Oh, so that's it, yeah. The story is telling, here. Yes, already, tomorrow-tomorrow Papa does not need to sleep near me again, "his header, put on a frown.

'Well, it's bad if the gini. Really angry at him, ' inner Irfan panicked. His laughter disappeared immediately.

Then slowly approached his wife and seduced her, "Don't do it, dong, honey. My midwife. Let Papa stay in love, really. Muk!" pointing the index and middle fingers, like a sign of an oath. And put on a face.

"No need to woo. Not bad!" exclaim Rosita, cramming.

Irfan continued to try to seduce him, until he managed to make his wife smile again. It was ridiculous that they stopped because they heard Wulan's scream, "Oh, Papa, Mama, fight in Wulan's room, anyway? Noisy, tau, "wulan protest, upset.

Both of them smiled in shame. Subdues head.

"Eh, I forgot. Mama meant to wake you up for dawn prayers, keep getting ready for school. Come, shower, ablution and dawn prayer. Mama wants to cook first," Rosita tried to shift the conversation. Then she pulled her husband's hand out of the room.

Alternatively, now even Wulan who was shaking her head saw the behavior of her parents, while holding back her laughter.

'Kocak really them, ' he murmured amusedly.

That's how Wulan's parents are. Mutually mocked but in love. Always friendly. Maybe because the age of the two is not much different. From the school age (SMA) it used to be so. So, like a friend. Just hanging out, not long to get better anymore. But never for long, not all day. After all, fighting isn't a big thing. Irfan who likes to be ignorant, likes to tease his wife. And Rosita always responds, sometimes mischievously, too. It was as if they had forgotten they had two twins, but the opposite sex was already a teenager. Wulandari and Walandanu. But all of that makes the second relationship even warmer.

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The Flashback

Long story short, it turns out all that to cover their true feelings. Equally prestige shows it. Until finally they had separated because of college in a different place. Rosita chose to study in Kota Kembang, Bandung. Irfan is in the capital city of Indonesia, Jakarta. At the college, they each decided to emigrate. Since then, that courtship is forbidden in Islam. Science they did not know before. Both are diligent in studying Islam, trying to become a better Muslim/Muslim, more obedient. Maintain interaction with the opposite sex.

Until finally, after five years passed, precisely after Rosita went to college, the two returned to this B city. They meet again at the Akbar Tablig event. Coincidentally both are committee. At first, they did not realize each other. Because the Brotherhood and its committee are separate. I met him after the show was over. When the participants began to disperse, the committee was sorted out, so that the building was clean and tidy, as before.

Accidentally, when they cross paths they look at each other and point, because they feel familiar with each other.

"Rose!" call Irfan. Rosita looked up for the voice of someone calling her.

"Eh, Irfan, right?" Rosita asked back. Irfan nodded.

"You're the committee too?" ask Irfan.

"Yes, " answered Rosita briefly.

"Eh, yes, I go first, yes Fan. Wanna go home. It's all right, Assalamualaikum!" pamit Rosita, while moving away from Irfan.

"Wa'alaikumussalam!" answer Irfan.

After the meeting, Irfan re-remembered their memories.

"Why did I think of him again, anyway? Abaghfirullah!" muttered Irfan, rubbing his face violently. Trying to cast a shadow over his past.

Before long, the sound of the adhan reverberated calling every Muslim to Maghrib prayer from the mosque near his home. Rushing Irfan got up, walked towards the bathroom and ablaze. After that out of the house walking towards the mosque, join the congregational prayer. Right on his feet entering the mosque, Mr. Ujang, the mosque's marbot stood up and proclaimed the iqomah, the sign of prayer will begin soon. Then pray they solemnly'.

A few months later, they finally learn that it turns out that his mentor Irfan, Akbar is the husband of his mentor Rosita, Tika by name. It was discovered accidentally when they met at the house of Akbar and Tika. Rosita made a pact with Tika to take the book she ordered. Irfan was there. Weekly review.

Actually, Rosita did not realize that Irfan was there. Irfan was the first to see it accidentally, while engrossed in chatting with Tika. Then say goodbye home.

After the study was completed, Irfan deliberately went home later. He was curious about Rosita's arrival

"Well, that was Rosita, huh?" ask Irfan to the point.

"Yes, why? You know him?" Akbar asked back.

"Yes, my old High School friend. Shocked to see it just now," replied Irfan as it is.

Hearing that, Akbar began to suspect.

"Why surprised? Just plain, kali. She also comes here often, weekly studies are the same as my wife. Every Wednesday afternoon his schedule. He came here because he wanted to get the book he ordered through my wife. So, aja. Doang spread, " explained Akbar.

"Oh, that, huh? Pantes never met, "Irfan slipped unconsciously.

"Why would you meet me? Hey, what's up, here. Asked him? You came home late on purpose just to ask her, right?" guess Akbar, with his Medan dialect is still quite thick despite having lived in town B for a long time, since college and then met a mate here. Two-year-old sister below, but different faculty. They often meet because they are still in one organization, namely at the University level DKM.

Irfan scratched his head which was not really itchy. Smirks embarrassed.

"Yes, don't mind either, Bang, " replied Irfan timidly. His face was white and red.

"Come, to be honest with me, are you interested in him? If you want, let me ask my wife if she has a candidate or not. Just pray, hopefully not, "toodong Akbar directly.

"Gee!" Irfan was shocked to be hit. But his heart was pounding.

'Well, why am I wondering about him?' he murmured in the heart.

Uh, but finally Irfan nodded.

Finally, Akbar and Tika fight them. Akbar contacts Irfan, while Tika contacts Rosita.

After knowing Rosita did not have a candidate, stated that he wanted to preach it. After getting a challenge from Rosita aga just meet his parents, Irfan finally answered the challenge with Akbar's friend, his mentor. Rosita accepted it. And after the meeting of two families, it was decided to get married next month.

The wedding reception is held in an Islamic atmosphere. Where the male and female invitations are separated. And given a note on the invitation letter, so that the Muslim women wear Muslim clothes, close the aurat. The souvenir provided is quite unique. That is, a kind of booklet/pocket book in which write about a short fiction about marriage, association with the opposite sex. Composed by them, assisted by Akbar and Tika. So, they hope, the invitees get something more useful, namely science.

Such is the story of Wulan and Danu's parents.

Flashback Off

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After she finished praying and put on her uniform, Wulan left the room and walked towards the dining table. Helped her mother prepare breakfast.

Not long after, Danu came out of her room wearing her uniform neatly and covered with a dark blue jacket and scarf around her neck. This morning it was cold. Maybe because all night the earth is flooded with heavy rain. Wulan and Danu, twin sisters of different sex were indeed in the same school, Scholar High School.

Not long after, Irfan joined, and invited him to have breakfast together. Today, they have breakfast with smoked-meat-filled grilled sandwiches, cheese sheets, and vegetables, such as cucumber slices, tomatoes, and salad leaves. And the milk.

After finishing breakfast, they said goodbye to their mother and stepped out of the house. Irfan drove Wulan and Danu to school before leaving for the office.