At the your age of 19, you married a 25 year old man, his name is Ghazam Bil Wahid, people call him 'gus' the second son of a 'kiai'. Who was given a handsome face with white skin and thick eyebrows and his face was so pleasing to the eye with a tall and sturdy body.

Your life is going beautifully and so easy to face, you also learn a lot of new knowledge from Ghazam and deepen your knowledge about Islam. Ghazam is always your imam and your prayer leader, telling you what is wrong and correcting it.

Ghazam came home at five in the afternoon. He opened the door and said. "Assalamualaikum Humaira"

You come out of the room and walk over to Ghazam. reply to his greeting. "Waalaikumsalam Ghazam"

Ghazam cupped your beautiful face and kissed your forehead, that's what he always did when he came home.

You sitting next to Ghazam after get a glass of water for him, but Ghazam told you to drink first, you refused but his soft voice again told you to drink first. You took one sip and Gazam told you to drink up to three sips of water before Ghazam took the glass from your hand. He spun the glass around which made you confused and wonder if Ghazam felt disgusted because maybe your mark was left on the glass. You hesitantly spoke.

"Ghazam... Can I exchange the glass?"

"No"

Ghazam immediately answered softly but firmly while he continued to look and observe the glass he was holding.

"Then what were you looking for until you saw the glass like that?"

"I'm looking for where you put your lips on this glass I want to drink from the place where you put your lips"