ABI'S HUSBAND OF CHOICE

SPAS 16

Aida's taxi finally arrived at the house. Aida got off the taxi immediately after paying the fare to the driver.

"Assalamu'alaikum," Aida opened the door of the house and said his greetings. Whether or not there are people in the house, Aida will read greetings when entering.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, your eyes why Ai?" Fatimah who happened to be in the living room answered her daughter-in-law's greetings and accidentally the old blind looked at the son-in-law's netra.

"It's okay this kon Bun was on the dust drive," you answered lying. Aida did not want her mother-in-law to know what was going on in her husband's office. It was enough for him to know what really happened.

"You're not lying to Mother anymore, are you Ai?" Fatimah approached her daughter-in-law. Touching the daughter-in-law's shoulder gently.

Aida shook her head. "No Bun, I'm not lying to you anymore. I went to the room first, Bun wanted to pray zuhur," said Aida who was taken by Fatimah.

Hamzah, who saw the son-in-law, remained silent without commenting. The middle-aged man knew that something had happened in his son's office. If only his daughter-in-law just glimpsed it would be impossible for the bright netra to be red even to such a damp.

Aida, the daughter-in-law of a dream Hamzah has. A daughter-in-law who is very difficult to get in modern times like now. It is possible that out of 100 percent of women there are only 5 percent who have the same traits as Aida. has been gentle, she said, having a sincere heart and not expressing her husband's disgrace to the in-laws. Hamzah is very grateful to have a daughter-in-law like Aida. But, only one now made Hamzah angry. His son, only his son who is not grateful to have a wife like Aida. What would their household be like someday if the son did not come to his senses.

Hamza took his breath in. It gave off the bad thoughts lodged in his head. Narrowing the base of his nose because his head was slightly throbbing thinking of his son who could be said to be ignorant at profit. Already got a sholeh wife but even in vain.

Aida held a prayer mat on the marble floor of Husein's room because, for the next few days, Aida would still stay in the room as long as her in-laws had not returned abroad to take care of their business there.

"O Allah, you who see, listen. This heart hurts so much to see the husband who has begun to love and even do adultery with his wickedness in front of the eyes of his own servant, O Allah. It hurts, it hurts God. It seems that this heart really cannot accept such a thing. Can You grant the prayer of the servant of Allah. Open the door of his heart, knock on the door of his heart so that the servant can go in there even though it is very difficult. O Allah be strong, strengthen the heart of the servant like steel that is not easily broken. Make easy all that I do O Allah" Aida shuts her prayer by rubbing her soft palms all over her face.

Aida folded up the face and the prayer as before. Put it on the table where Aida took it. After that Aida just went down to fill her stomach that feels hungry. It just so happens that Aida hasn't had lunch to make the stomach continue to rebel asking here. The worms in her stomach were already dancing.

"Mother's having lunch?" Aida who was taking rice in the megicom saw her mother-in-law taking water.

"Have Ai, the same Mother had eaten when you left for the office" replied Fatimah.

"Hmm, yes it is Mother. I eat first, Bun, do you want to eat again?" aida looked at her mother-in-law.

"No Ai, Mother is still full. You eat Mother wants to go to the living room Temenin Daddy watch," said Fatimah in Aida's bernguki.

Aida read the do'a before feeding the rice into her mouth so that what she ate became a blessing in her. There was nothing Aida thought about while eating her lunch so that the mood was not messy.

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"Dear we eat out yuk? I don't want to eat, this food," Sinta invited with a spoiled furrow in her lover's arm.

"Why Dear? Is this eating good? Even my saliva would have netes," Husein replied honestly. Indeed the food his wife brought was very inviting his tongue to taste it immediately.

"I don't want to eat this food anyway. I want to eat at the restaurant with you. Point!!" Sinta remained steadfast with her stance. He really did not want to eat the cooking of his lover's wife who made himself very upset with the sickening talk coming out of the mouth of the holy pretender.

"But this is delicious Yang? We'll just eat this, yeah,"

"I don't want Yang, anyway I want to eat out with you."

"But Yang-"

"That means you prefer that woman's cooking over my invitation. Yes already if it wants you to let me go from here and eat wherever I like," his sulk made Husein sigh rudely.

"Okay, honey, we're eating out. Wait a minute let me just close this food like it was." Back Husein composes the bushel with but.

Husein brought the bushel that Aida had brought to his office with the contents intact. Not even touched at all. Husein put the challenge in the kitchen which happened to be Aida was there. His wife shook his hand as usual. Do not forget the sweet smile framing the beautiful face of the wife.

"You've gone home, huh? Did you eat the food?" Aida seemed enthusiastic about asking her husband that. But Husein did not answer his wife's question, but died immediately in the kitchen to his room. Leaving his wife who was just staring at his disappearance.

"You must not be sad, Ai, is not your husband like that? So what are you crying about?" aida's monologue to herself. She must be strong, should not be discouraged just because her husband is impressed cold.

With a fluffy smile Aida pulled the bushel that her husband had brought. Weight? A word that now adorns Aida's head. All sorts of bad thoughts were lodged in Aida's head. One by one the bushel was opened Aida, Aida's pretty eyes patterned when she saw the contents of the bushel was not reduced even though only a little alias intact.

"Why are you doing this to me, Mom? Do you hate me so much that the lunch I brought you didn't touch you?" The tears that Aida had been holding. Not expecting her husband did not appreciate the cuisine she had made even, she happily went to deliver the food for her husband.

Now what does he get? It was a disappointment that her husband had for her. It was not considered a wife and now only food but not in touch with the man at all. Brutal, disrespecting those words was appropriate for Husein.

"Do you know, Mas if the food is not good in vain. Moreover, this can no longer be eaten. Even if heated it will not taste good or seem stale. You are evil, you do not appreciate me. Do you love that woman so much that you can make me hurt and disappointed?" Aida wiped away the rough melted tears on her cheeks before throwing the food into the trash.

“And do not waste (your heart) lavishly. Verily the wasters are the brothers of Satan,” (QS. Al Isro': 26-27).

TB