My Bow to the Destiny of Love
Fuckiness Chayra

Since his talk with Ardian that night. Chayra can be mediocre with her husband. Not stiff or tense when they are together. The girl even dared to be aggressive. It turns out when we open up to each other with a partner. It could be a wall of rigidity.

So did Mr. Ismail. Ever since hearing Chayra's confession, she could have been natural to Ardian. Want to sit together, no longer avoiding Ardian. Yes, although his desire to make Ardian more religious understanding is still passionate. Mr. Ismail still forced Ardian to understand the basic books.

As seen this morning. Mr. Ismail is telling Ardian to memorize the jar letters contained in nahwu science.

"You can't go home yet if you haven't memorized the jar. It's your last day here. What provisions do you have to guide my daughter."

Ardian could only duck. His hands scavenged the hairy carpet he was sitting on.

Chayra who was sitting on the sofa just looked at her husband with pity. Mr. Ismail didn't hit Ardian. But, the words that came out of his mouth really made the heart ache.

Chayra prepared to rise, wanting to approach Ardian. However, Mr. Ismail's sharp gaze made him sit back.

"Random once again the jar letter that Abah mentioned earlier."

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, there are nine jar letters namely. min, ilaa, 'an, 'ala, fii,...." Ardian forgot his continuation. Scratching his head in confusion.

"Why are you silent? You're ready to be Ayra's husband, which means you have to be ready for Abah's demands. Don't just take the good. Shame dong, wife is very understanding of religion. Husband's time just jar does not know."

"B. instead of Ardian not being ready, Abah. But, I forgot the continuation.." grimaced with a glance at Mr. Ismail. He looked back when he found Mr. Ismail was looking at him sharply.

"But you remember, right, the number?"

Ardian nodded. "God willing, if the number I remember. The jar letter is nine."

"Keep the pillars of Islam, the pillars of faith you have memorized?"

Ardian glanced at Mr. Ismail. "Alhamdulillah, if that Ardian has memorized." Answer with steady.

"The shaman of ablution, the pillars of bathing, the pillars of prayer, have you memorized them?"

Ardian nodded back. "Chay taught that from the beginning."

"Your wife taught you all that, not your parents?!"

"Change!" Ms. Ainun approached and patted her husband's thigh gently. "That is why don't ask too deeply. That's my personal business, Nak Ardian. Be thankful that she knows Ayra."

Mr. Ismail snorted. "His parents did not play a good role in educating their children."

"Enough, Abah. Don't offend his family, Nak Ardian. That was why he wanted to get closer to Abah. He wants to be like Ghibran, who knows religion. But God has laid down a life like this for him. He is also studying. God willing, the next year or two he will get used to and understand religion a lot. As Abah wanted."

Ardian is still down. He was not offended by Mr. Ismail's remarks. Because of everything Mr. Ismail said there was nothing wrong.

Bu Ainun turned to look at Ardian who was still lowered in front of him. "Don't compare Ardian to Ghibran. Ummi really doesn't like that. Let Ardian and Ayra live their own way."

Mrs Ainun approached Ardian. "You go back into your room, son. Ummi will talk to you Abah. He's gone too far." Glancing at her husband was upset. Which looks like stupid. "Ayra, take your husband to the room, son."

"Yes, Ummi." Chayra rushed to her husband. He too, was acting foolishly in response to the sharp gaze of Mr. Ismail.

Chayra held a smile as she entered the room, sounding her Ummy scolding for Mr. Ismail. His mother, Santi, dodged and went into the room. Not to interfere with the affairs of the husband and wife.

"Why are you smiling, Chay? Happy huh, seeing me scolded Abah like that?" He looked at his wife after closing the door.

"Astagfirullah, no, brother. I smiled at Ummi."

"Why is that kind-hearted Ummi?" Sit on the side of the bed.

"Cie. if behind, say Ummi kindhearted. If Abah, what do you call it?"

"The same thing as a daughter-in-law." Answer Ardian flat.

"Hahaha..why not just evil?"

"I dare not say that. I'll have to spray again. Those words, geez, really bad." Ardian breathed a rough breath. "But, yes, for your sake, Chay. I have to hold on. Trying to think Abah's words were just the wind. In the right ear, out the left ear." While practicing.

"Sister just needs to fight to get Abah's heart."

"Yesterday I fought to get your heart. After the struggle began to show results. Now I have to fight again to get the heart of Ustadz Ismail bin .. forget I am Abah Abah."

"You're teasing me, Chay.." Ardian looked at his wife not losing in.

"No, Ardian. I'm just testing the strength of your faith right now. Is it easy to be tempted or how."

"God willing, my faith is stronger now. But, that goes for the woman out there. For you, I can't help myself. Let alone being seduced like this, dear. You look at me for a long time, the younger brother below will stand." Pulling Chayra's body until it falls on her lap. "Well, he's up." Wrapped his hands around Chayra's waist.

Chayra jumped up. I don't want her husband's little sister to really wake up. "Not now, brother. Outside there is still a fierce match between Ummi and Abah. Don't let us be called when we're doing it later."

"Keep I have to put her to bed now?"

"Risk borne by the owner of the body. Who told you to wake up. Just a little seduced."

"Your staff, Chay."

Chayra giggled at her husband's heart-wrenching expression. "Grandfather, sleep yes. Wake up later tonight. It's still morning. Moreover, there was a heated debate outside. Fear Adek scolded Abah the same Ummi. You know, we're in people's homes again. If at home alone, it's up to Adek to wake up at any time no one will be banned." Chayra patted Ardian's thigh.

"Chay.he wouldn't sleep if you were like this. He's getting up. The fresher it is." Pointing his sister who looked increasingly upright standing up.

Chayra could not help but laugh. In fact, deliberately touched the softest of her husband's sister and ran out of the room.

"Astagfirulah..." Ardian was hysterical. "Chay.. what are you doing.."

Mr. Ismail and Ms. Ainun looked in wonder at Chayra.

"What's up, kid? Your husband why is that?" Mrs Ainun walked over to Chayra. The girl closed the door.

"What's wrong with you, Ayra?"

"Hehehehe, it's okay, Ummi. Don't pull the door. Ardian's brother is in pain."

"What are you doing with your husband?"

"It's okay, Ummi. We were just kidding. Ummi just go back to the meeting."

Suddenly the door of the room opened. Appears the lethargic face of Ardian.

"Ehheheh, there's Ummi turns out." Ardian was wrong. The plan was to pull his wife in. However, seeing Bu Ainun standing in front of the door, he became confused about what to do.

"You got Ayra, son? Why is your face so pale?"

"Ehheheh, no, Ummi. We were just kidding. Yes, Chay.. hehehe..."

Chayra smiled grimacingly. "Yes, Ummi.."

"What's that, Ainun?" Mr. Ismail shouted from the living room.

"Ummi stay then. Ummi thought there was nothing." Ms. Ainun shook her head slowly while leaving the couple.

"Yes, Ummi, yes.."

Ardian immediately pulled Chayra's hand back into the room.

"What the hell, off. I'm going to the living room. I'm called Abah."

"No believe. You have to take responsibility. My sister doesn't want to sleep. Huh, fortunately Ummi did not glance down earlier."

Chayra giggles. "Sstttt. Later Ummi and Abah were shocked like that."

Ardian pulled his wife's body and hugged her tightly. "Awhile, dear. Yeah, just for a second. Please.."

"Two minutes.."

"Well enough, honey."

"Well, he said for a second, right?"

"Take a reasonable time dong, dear." Ardian's hands are no longer conditioned. Creeping everywhere like a bloodthirsty mosquito.