GOD, LOVE

GOD, LOVE
MC 18'S


That's how Wafri treats Yumna everyday, she will always make Yumna smile. Yumna also knew what her husband was doing to seduce and please her.


They enjoyed that lunch. After that they prepared to go to the store.


"That's what, Deck?" tanya Wafri who glanced at the paper bag located in the corner of the dining table.


"Oh .. It was from Umi. Herbal medicine for fertility, Mas," said Yumna lirih while continuing to feed food into his mouth.


Wafri could see the change in Yumna's countenance.


"Are you okay? did Umi say anything to you, Dek?"


Yumna shook her head. "No Mas, it's just like Umi can't wait to have grandchildren, Mas."


Wafri sighed. "Not to be too thoughtful, the matter of the presence of the child is God's business, our task is only to strive one of the efforts we do now is to keep your health in order to be more ready to have children. Hadn't we talked about this before, if we weren't going to discuss this issue because we'd be enjoying our two years first, which is dating after marriage," said Wafri touched his hand and raised his eyebrows.


Yumna also smiled sincerely at Wafri, Yumna realized it would not be possible to talk long about the wishes of her in-laws who were so eager to have grandchildren, even repeated his wishes, saying that, because Yumna did not want until there was a misunderstanding between Wafri and his mother.


"Yes, Mas. All right then, let's date."


"Mahaha ...."


Soon they laughed together.


After finishing their meal, they went to the store. Yumna also helped some of Wafri's work in the store until night and they went home.


Days passed, Yumna also planned to continue his studies to one of the universities in their city. Not far from where she lives, Yumna abandoned her intention to study abroad because she realized that she was now a wife, so he does not want to be selfish by sacrificing his household for the sake of his ideals.


Today he will plan to apply to one of his chosen Universities.


"Yumna set out on her own, Mas. It's okay, Yumna's on a motorcycle."


"Let's take you, there's still time. But later Mas can not accompany you inside, because Mas must immediately go deliver the order of people and immediately teach."


"Yes, then" replied Yumna.


That morning Yumna was escorted by Wafri to the parking lot of University X. After greeting her husband, Yumna got out of the car and immediately entered University X.


Wafri also soon went to teach at Kiai Malik's lodge, but before that he would deliver one of Customer's orders from his shop. Usually the order will be delivered by the store courier, because the courier is in trouble and the address is in line with the cottage then he will all to deliver it.


Car Wafri stopped at one of the modern minimalist style house, Wafri take goods orders Customer from the back of the car. Then he knocked on the door of the house.


'Tok .. tok .. tok'


Someone opened the door from inside the house.


Wafri was surprised to see the person who opened the door was a familiar person.


"Mila's Ustadzah?"


The woman standing in front of the Wafri just smiled and continued to stare at Wafri.


"Yes, Ustad. I am Ustadzah Mila"


"That means ordering this stuff is Ustadzah Mila? but why bring it here? usually always in school." Again Ustad Wafri asked Ustadzah Mila.


Ustadzah Mila nodded her head. "I happen to be on holiday again, and I need this" replied Ustadzah Mila.


"Oo, then this is the stuff."


Wafri gave the item. Mila Ustadzah received the item.


"Wait a minute, Ustad. I'll take the money first."


Wafri nodded his head, and waited on the terrace.


'Aagghhh'


There was a sound of falling goods so strong and screaming from inside the house. Wafri who heard that also reflexively ran inside to see the situation. He was surprised to see a sizable jar rupture and Ustazah Mila squat beside the jar with the bloody soles of his feet exposed to the fragments of the urn.


"Astagfirullah, what happened to Ustadzah?" ask Wafri while still keeping his distance.


"I accidentally nudged this urn, Ustad, and accidentally also stepped on my feet, because the room was a bit dark," said Ustadzah Mila who grimaced in pain.


Wafri was confused what to do, the situation of the room was a little dark and alone with this woman who was not halal for him, making him a little uncomfortable.


"Why is it dark, Ustadzah? Didn't the light turn on?"


"Yes, Ustad happened to have the lights out, I asked people to come here to fix it."


Ustadzah Mila also tried to stand while grimacing, Mila fell back and sat down because she could not set foot properly and Wafri felt sorry.


"I'm sorry, what should I help you with?" ask Wafri.


"Sorry, Ustad can help me to sit in that chair, please" said Mila, who pointed to the dining chair not far from them.


Wafri sighed. "Wait a minute, I'll see out first, if there's someone who can be asked for help."


Wafri came out to look for people who could be asked for help, because he could not possibly touch Mila let alone in a situation just alone like that. But no one was found by Wafri.


Wafri went back inside, he could not bear to see Mila who continued to grimace in pain even blood continued to flow on the soles of her feet due to being stuck in the fragments of the urn. Wafri must help Ustadzah Mila.


"Bismillah" said Wafri in his heart.


Wafri helped hold Mila's arm to stand up to sweep her towards the bench that Mila had pointed at.


'Sreekk's'


'Pbuh...'


'Astaghfirullah'


The screams and istighfar Mila Serta Wafri were heard simultaneously. Mila who was not strong standing when Wafri helped her to rise and fall back, she reflexively held on to the collar of the Wafri shirt, so that Wafri was interested and fell on the mila, just above the body of the mila.


"Astaghfiullah! what are you guys doing?" shouted someone who entered from the direction of the outside door.


The startled Wafri reflexes immediately stood up and let Mila stay in her position. Mila immediately tried to sit down and kept her head down.


"You, Ustad Wafri, right?" ask the person who came in suddenly.


"Yes, Mr. RW."


Wafri recognized the man he called the RW sir, because the man was RW in Pondok Pesantren area and also he was present at his wedding with Yumna.


"Sorry ... What is this, Ustad? What happened and what did you guys do just now?" asked the RW because he saw the intimate position between Mila and Wafri.


"Sorry, Mr. RW. This is just a misunderstanding, I just helped Ustadzah Jamilah to stand up, but accidentally slipped and finally fell." Wafri defended himself explaining his chronology to Mr. RW.


Mr. RW glanced at the bowed Mila, then asked Ustadzah Mila.


"What happened to Ustadzah Mila?" ask Mr. RW.


Mila who was bowed also cried bitterly.


"Ustad Wafri would harass me, sir."


'Jeeedddduaarrr'


Mila's successful statement made Wafri surprised and widened his eyes.