Love Sholeha
Small storm

The mood of mourning in Sulaiman's house is still felt, it's just that the trace of sadness is getting less and less from there. If seven days had passed, God willing, all would have remained as before, even though there was no wife. Sulaiman accepted the limits of his love in the world, he continued the rest of the age with an airy heart.

Sholeha arranged breakfast, today she will return to work. Likewise with Sholeh, after returning from the mosque he told Sholeha if going to the city. With a side dish made by Sholeha sober, the two men in front of him, breakfast with delicious delights.

After breakfast, Sholeha returned to her room. She needs to polish her lips slightly, while looking for lipstick on the table Her husband looks in. He stood behind her, "Search what ?" ask Sholeh.

" My lipstick is where it is. I brought it here, right?" ask Sholeha.

Sholeh sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his busy palace unpacking his small belongings.

" I think it's still at home, " replied Sholeh flatly.

Sholeha looked at the husband "Mum, I'm not taking it anyway. I know it must be important, where it's not here anymore" he grumbled a little.

" Where do you know, besides you don't come home. " Sholeh said a little sniffly, not liking it to be blamed.

Sholeha was silent, she was still trying to find out who knew there was still left in her drawer. " Lagian, we're not here long. While you don't need to pack lipstick first" Sholeh said suddenly.

Sholeha stood in front of her husband, she was a little bit waist-deep, "Mum, "he said in a pressing tone, "Aren't you at home staying here, it's only been a week. I don't want to leave here yet" she said with emotion, her chest up and down.

Immediately, Sholeh got up from her seat, "I didn't say that, but you yourself assumed it. After all I could not leave Mom, "her voice was very different from usual, this time it sounded very firm and as if it was shaking in Sholeha's chest.

Sholeha to her surprise, she immediately looked down not daring to look at her husband who was the first time she saw him like that. It was not so high, but he was not used to hearing it.

" Already, the Lipstick thing is so noisy" said Sholeh out of the room.

Sholeha looked at her face, pale without lipstick and also because of her husband. Sholeha ignored him, she knew this emotion had indeed been pent up since last night. She chose to follow her husband.

The two said goodbye to their father, leaving with each other silent. Sholeh drove his wife by car, indeed because all of you will go to the city. " What time do you leave?" said Sholeha, after being quiet with each other since.

" Now" said Sholeh.

" Same Mas Rizal ?"

" No "

Sholeha sighed, she knew Sholeh was upset with her. He did not care much, he himself did not want to leave the house, and he thought it was natural. Sholeha looked out the window, again silencing her husband.

" I came home last night, "said Sholeh, as Sholeha was about to get out of the car.

Sholeha just nodded, she reached out to greet her husband. Not asking for a kiss on his forehead, Sholeha got out of the car.

Slightly surprised, but realized that they were indeed at odds at the moment. Sholeh looked at his wife who was walking without looking back in the slightest, although annoyed Sholeh still looked at him. After that, I just drove the car.

Sholeha turned around, as the roar of her husband's car sounded away. Discussing like that, it feels like the first time. She tried to convince herself, if her husband could understand later after easing his emotions.

" You why the hell, carelessly "Sholeha patted her lips softly.

Whatever the case, he was still wrong for being disrespectful. Sholeha continued her steps, took a little breath, prepared for work, one week of not working enough to make her awkward.

***

When getting out of his car, Sholeh was immediately greeted with the happy face of his mother. Looks like she really misses, "Loh Le, your wife isn't coming?" said Bu Nur.

It was always Sholeha who was asked, Sholeh to the point of not feeling good to answer. Just a week without meeting his son-in-law, he already looks very missed like him.

" He's going to school" Sholeh said sitting on the porch, with his mother.

" Loh, it's work. I heard you wouldn't let me,"

" He forced Mom, he said responsibility" Sholeh said languidly.

Bu Nur rubbed his son's shoulder, "Wait a minute, hopefully he will still be fine despite working"

" Mom, Mommy herself ?"

Bu Nur looked at his son with a smile, "Same Bulek earlier, he came home after dawn. Why?"

" Later Sholeh persuaded Leha to come home, Mom, "

Bu Nur smiled again, "Give him time, it seems like he does not have the heart to go from there. He was very dear to his father, surely he was still in doubt" he said with a look forward.

" Mom's healthy, right?"

Bu Nur again saw his son's face, "Healthy, Mom is very healthy" he replied convincingly.

Sholeh leaned back, sighing. It was as if there was a heavy weight in his chest, tightness since just now.

Bu Nur looked at it carefully, this son was clearly in a confused state. He knew very well that if Sholeh could not leave him like this week, there was indeed a strong reason for his attitude like this. Same with his wife, when they are silent like this, of course just trying to break all the problems.

" Le, don't think too much about Mom, now this is enough attention of your wife, she is still trying to recover, not to mention because of her young pregnancy, understand it first. Wait until he calms down, don't rush into anger "

Sholeh looked at the mother, a figure that easily penetrated his heart. Even though he didn't tell her, he knew it. Sholeh thought for a moment, what his mother said was true, after all this was only a week, naturally if his wife did not want to leave her Father.

" If people are pregnant, who knows there is another desire of the baby. Don't be a little angry at him lo Leh, I'm not papa, it's just sometimes miss him" Bu Nur smiled, imagining the sweet face of his daughter-in-law.

" Soleh will ask him to come here, "She said, looking at his mother's face.

" We actually met yesterday, but she still looks sad, I can't bear to see her" he said.

" Ndak no longer, he was fed by Bu, let alone the same soto Mbok Jum. O Allah Ibuk, until not so much, "said Sholeh fiery.

" Mosok has been cravings ?"

Sholeh was singing his lips, " Ngidam from nowhere, the target of aja Sholeha who was fond of the same soto Mbok Jum. She said it herself, before she got pregnant she loved to eat there"

Sholeh smiled little, his attention to the wife in order to no longer grieve whatever he asked to do.

" I think it's important that he eats, "his mother said, laughing.

***