Second MATCH
Syar'i

In the afternoon after returning home from work Hanum hitchhiked one of his coworkers to one of the famous banks where Niko worked. Before returning home from work, Niko reported late to pick up so she took the initiative to visit Niko alone.

"Thank you May." she told a co-worker named Maya.

"OK ready. I'm first yeah.."

His smile receded when he saw Niko talking to a woman wearing batik clothes and short span skirts while he wore a long plisket skirt with basic Mocca color motif, white shirt, white shirt, and pasmina is in line with the basic color of her skirt.

I'm insecure.

"Mas.." call Hanum after being close to Niko and a woman.

"Loh Num's.. Who's here?" niko asked slightly surprised by Hanum's presence.

"Streetings." said Hanum ngasal with pursed lips.

"Yes my.. Why walk? kan mas already said wait a minute, mas again wait for a friend who shif afternoon. What if your leg is hurt? you know your Harry's nagging for mercy." Niko was worried.

The bank clerk who was with Niko laughed. "Geez bang. Noisy times apparently you're the same girl you are."

Niko grinned at the nape of the neck that did not itch. "Yes, suck this.. Golden child, can be scratched by brother's neck if it reaches the blisters."

The officer laughed. "You can bang, don't forget to come Sunday night, bring our brother here."

"Surely."

Seeing that her co-worker was gone, Niko approached Hanum who was still pouting. He knew Hanum was sulking at him.

"Why hem?"

"Who is that?"

"First my coworker." said Niko with a smile.

Seeing Niko smile made Hanum even more annoyed. And that made Niko laugh.

"Of the bum."

"Not to be afraid, we're going to the engagement."

Hanum had misunderstood and was jealous. Niko saw that and laughed and took Hanum home.

What you should be jealous of is when I got close to Fadia Num. It is very difficult for me to control myself when I am around him. Keep on with me, sorry. Loving Fadia for more than ten years it was very difficult to dispel this feeling.

"Go home or where was it?" bargain Niko.

"I want to buy another viral one, you know.."

"Which one?"

"That's his stall near the field. Let's go there.."

Niko put a helmet on Hanum as well as herself. Not far from where they work, they have arrived in the field. Precisely the stall that Hanum meant.

"Let's go.."

Niko shook her head because her stomach was already nauseous even though the distance between the stalls was quite far.

"Why?"

"You go first Num."

Hanum did not press her directly pulled Niko's hand. There's something strange about Hanum, but he doesn't care.

When in the stall read 'ES CENDOL DURIAN MAKNYOSS'. Hanum ordered two servings. Just sitting down Niko had run away from the stall and Hanum became panicked to run.

"Mas dizzy smell durian Num.. Hoowekk.."

"Geez, why didn't you say that?" Hanum continued to nape Niko's neck.

"Sister here's the order." said the seller went to Hanum and Niko.

"Oh yes, this is the money.. Thanks to you, ma'am."

...****...

"Assalamualaikum." said Harry on his doorstep. He just got home from work that afternoon.

He smiled seeing Fadia's appearance was different than usual. "Honey.. Where you going?"

"Who?" instead of answering, ask back.

"Back back nanyak. Where are you Yu going? what is it from the study?" harry asked softly because in fact he really liked to see Fadia wearing the robe and hijab like today.

Fadia smile. "It's a pity to sit." instead of answering, Fadia led Harry to sit on the sofa while the twins were in their trolleys.

Fadia kept smiling, holding Harry's hands together. In the eyes of the husband full of question marks.

"Mas.. I know it's too late. I know so many sins from before I met you that we are united. I know as long as we're married, I'm not a good wife to you. I still often argue what you say. I am still often lazy when you tell me to pray. I still lie when you go to the mosque to pray while I don't pray at home."

Harry glared in disbelief at Fadia's words but he smiled because there was a sense of pride in knowing his wife dared to admit wrong to him. He still chooses to listen to his wife.

"Please excuse me and don't be angry.."

Harry smiled. "Fadia Rahayu's.."

Fadia swallows the salivary hard as Harry mentions his full name. "It's angry."

"No. I'm glad you admit your mistake."

Fadia smiled happily. "Mas.. Please ridhoi me.. Please guide me. Let me reach God's heaven. Let me from this moment close my aura in front of the person who is not my mahram. Teach me the science of my religion, teach me how to read the Qur'an with the true science of tajwid. And let us educate our children with the science of religion also civilized."

Eventually Fadia's initial desire to marry was granted. He recalled the initial reason for marrying Fadia when his father asked him why he married Fadia other than love.

Harry smiled happily, near his wife's body. In the kiss of the head of Fadia wrapped in the hijab.

"Dye.. I really love you. Thank you for giving me this happiness in my life. It was my wish to see you wearing a shar'i hijab like a gini. But I don't want to force you."

On both shoulders Fadia stared at the woman who became the wife and mother of her children. Her face is getting more beautiful with a black syar'i hijab.

"You're beautiful. Nope.. Nope.. But it's so pretty." Praise Harry honestly.

Fadia's face was red. Until now Harry's praise still makes him blush embarrassed.

"But remember yes.. Wear these clothes when outside the house, do not forget his socks. But if in the room you still wear regular kayak clothes. Especially the red one you wore last night." Harry glanced at Fadia, making her laugh.

"Basic you are.."

Harry did not answer to choose to approach the twins. He continued to kiss on the cheeks of his twins until he woke up.

"Dad's son finally woke up too.. Then I take a shower first."

Fadia was open to hearing it. "Basic yes.. Already awake even in stayin it." grunggutu.

Harry laughed, but walked into the room to clean up. He liked to see Fadia grumbling with her cheeks starting to pop.

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