Sensational Husband
Fifty Four
After bathing, Azlan laid his body on the spring bed. Her hair is still a little wet. He was wearing a thin shirt and knee-length pants.
If he has laid down his body so, he feels very calm and comfortable. Apart from work, it is also free from the burden of the mind. It's just, Alexa. The girl was asleep in the guest room when Azlan left her, her body temperature had also risen to near normal. Hopefully Alexa will soon be around.
Azlan recalled, before he worked at Alexa's house, he lived alone in the house, there were no household assistants, there was no one to accompany him there. He doesn't need a maid. He cleaned up his own house. Loundry's clothes. Breakfast and dinner are often outside. Lunch at the office.
Azlan opened the phone. He saw three missed calls from Alexa. Surely the girl called him when he was in trouble, but he forgot to turn on the tone until the position of the phone is still silent.
Azlan opened a new message. From mother.
Assalamualaikum
Did you sleep, son?
Do not forget to pray
Do not forget bismillah every time you will do the activity
Take care of your company
Living in the city is not as easy as in the village
Call Mekka often
So that Mekka would feel cared for
Just asking for news is enough
Azlan took a breath reading the message. He didn't even know what words he should say if he called Mekka. They didn't know each other, so Azlan lacked the talking material.
For the sake of trust, Azlan felt he had to contact Mekka. But not calling, just sending a message.
Azlan
Good night
Mekka, not sleeping?
**mekka**
Bzzsppttt
A series of letters that do not form a word. Azlan was confused reading a reply from Mecca.
Azlan
Whatisit?
Mecca
Oops, sorry.
For addressing Mas's contacts in WA,
maybe it was accidentally squeezed the screen of his phone
and then depressed send.
Azlan
Oh…
Azlan was at a loss to send what more words, so that only one of those words he sent. And after that he did not have the talk for chat. So he put the phone down to chat just like that.
Azlan again grabbed the phone reading the incoming chat.
Mecca
How's the job in town?
Does smoothly?
Azlan
Thank God everything is good
Azlan closed his eyes, drowsiness began to attack. But the incoming chatter tone made his eyelids open again, his hand turned the phone that was lying face down on the surface of his stomach.
**mekka**
This clock is good for tahajud.
Azlan
Hayoo…
**mekka**
That was the tahajud, Mas.
**azlan**
Thank God, may Istiqomah
I am proud to have a wife like you
Mecca
Thank God if it turns out Mas Azlan ridha I became your wife.
**azlan**
But you don't know what Mas's face looks like.
Are you afraid to run away after seeing your face?
**mekka**
Run closer huh? Hehee…
I'm gonna take it all, Mas.
God determines my soul.
Whatever God gave me, it must be a gift
I don't know what my face looks like either.
I'm afraid Mas disappointed.
**azlan**
Just be confident.
Your future husband will demand nothing but one
Beliefs.
Mecca
Oh, my God, I'm a baper, man.
Azlan
Yes timing?
Mecca
Or should we exchange photos, Mom?
Just to let each other know.
**azlan**
Unnecessary.
Let Mas be there when the time is set.
And I'll see it in person. That would be more beautiful.
Mecca
May we be fooled.
**azlan**
Aamiins.
Have good night.
May the good dream.
Mekka does not reply anymore. Perhaps the Meccans considered Azlan's last sentence to be the conclusion of their conversation.
TB