ABI'S HUSBAND OF CHOICE

THE SPA 35

After Sinta's death, Husein massaged his head that felt dizzy. The feeling of spirit that he had just felt seemed to disappear instantly. His mind was in turmoil with the presence of a woman who several days of practice had become his former lover. The woman who incised the deepest wound in her heart. Husein scooped his face violently, grabbing his coat attached to the back of his great chair.

("Ai, don't take lunch to the office, now I'm on my way home. I'll eat at home!") Husein sent a wassap chat to his wife. Check out the two gray signs his wife is online.

Without waiting for an answer from his wife, Husein put his dress in the pocket of the material pants he wore.

"Where are you going?" ask Fiki who happened to meet Husein while in front of the elevator.

"I want to go home. Cancel all meetings today."

"But, you have a meeting with an important client later in the day, ", said Fiki commemorating his boss.

"Demandur tomorrow," replied Husein as well as his speech.

"Can't sir, yesterday's been pushed back too." Fiki Protest.

"Then you attend. I want to go home today!" Husein just went straight into the elevator regardless of what Fiki said. Even the man's mouth had cursed him several times as good as just doing everything and even delegated it to Fiki.

"Aaraggghhhh," Fiki kicked the wind with all his might. He was very upset with his boss because he gave him the job again. No other tasks have been completed and a new task has arrived.

Arriving at Husein's house just entered his residence. The sharp eyes caught the wife who never tired of sitting on the living room sofa with the mouth of the kamit kamat and the Koran in her lap. What a soothing sight to Hussein's eyes.

"Mas" Husein's footsteps made Aida open her eyes. Aida put the Koran in her lap on the table and then, approaching her husband to gently greet the burly hand. "why go home quickly? He said he was gonna take lunch to the office?" added Aida when she was hand-drenched Husein with reverence.

"It's okay Ai, I just want to hurry home and meet this wife," Husein stroked her smooth cheek with her thumb.

"Mas' Truth? You don't have any problems at the office?" Aida looked at the firm face of her husband who was also staring at her.

Husein displayed her sweet smile to Aida. The look on Aida's face made Husein anxious. Spontaneously the large hand pinched Aida's chubby cheeks that looked alarming. "Yes I'm honest Ai, there is no problem in the office. You don't have to worry, do you?"

"Yes the end of your face that looks less excited is not the same as this morning Mas. If you have a problem, you can tell me the same, Mas. We are husband and wife and let us share our grievances. If not to me to whom else would you talk? To Dad, Mother? That's definitely not a good solution Mas, unless indeed we can not solve it both then we can ask for a solution of the same other. Be it Father, Mother, Abu and Ummi" Aida said gently.

"Yes Ai thank you. You take it easy I have no problem in the office. So you don't have to worry" Husein told his wife.

"Well, if indeed you have no problem thank God. What do you want, Mas? Coffee, tea or juice?"

"Teh aja Ai, I was already quite thirsty end earlier when in the office I did not drink at all." honestly.

"Well, Mas, I'll take it first" Aida went to the kitchen to get tea for her husband.

"Thank you Ai" Husein received the tea his wife gave him.

"Sama-sama Mas," Aida sat right next to her husband.

Hussein sipped the tea his wife gave him. The same taste with the same hand to make it.

"Why are you talking about it?" aida asked confusedly looking at her husband. Husein doesn't usually ask himself that.

"Mas doesn't feel right for you, Ai. You are good, patient, sholehah, never say rude to me, basically everything is best with you. Just like I was even to teach you about religion I can't." Husein lowered his head. He was ashamed to remember the wrong he had done to his wife, "even I cruelly brought another woman into this house. Show me how depraved I am as you, Ai," he continued.

"Mas," Aida grabbed her husband's hand and rubbed it gently. "even though you've done something wrong before as I did then, then, there will be no such thing as a door to change that's already closed for you. Even if you are still breathing as you are now, you still have a chance to change yourself. As evil as you were in your time, you must also have the desire to change. For example, right now, you want to change for our marriage. You want to fix our marriage relationship like in general. Remember, whatever God has in destiny is the same as you, it is certainly the best. Even I who became your wife has become decisive if I am indeed the woman in His writings in Lauhul mahfudz," explained Aida.

"But I still feel unworthy of you, Ai. Even the religious knowledge I have is not as reliable as you,"

"Mas, why should you be discouraged if from now on you still have the opportunity to learn, learn and learn. You don't have to be discouraged like that because, we don't know what's going to happen in the future. It could be that your religious knowledge is more than I who even though I have often studied, right? Because we really don't know how God gave us His destiny, Mas,"

"Emmm, hopefully Ai. You do'ain Mas ya Ai so that Mas can guide you is no longer you who guide Mas in matters of religion," said Husein who is embraced by Aida.

"Mas sure, I will always pray for you" Aida replied with a sweet smile.

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"I opened the sosmed and looked at the good call for husbands" Husein told Aida, who was sitting next to him. Tender his head

on the chest of Husein's field at the request of the man.

"What Mas?" tanya Aida looked up.

"Emmm if I call you Zaujati and you call me Zaujan, what about Ai? Not good at all?" asked Hussein to look at the beautiful face of his wife who was without hijab. "Emm, or are you you, I call Humaira like the Prophet Muhammad called Siti Aisha, his wife? Or can we call him Mas-Adek?" continued Husein who still doubts about all his choices.

"Emm, let's just call him Zauji and Zaujati Mas. I think that's the best,"

"Emmmm, okay. Now I call him no longer you or Ai but I will call him Zaujati" A smile rises on Husein's lips with a bloom.

"Yes, Zaujan," Aida replied with a sweet smile.

"Alright, because it's already night it would be nice to sleep yes Zaujati and do not forget to read the do'a before going to bed ya Zaujati," ucal Husein looked at his wife who still remained with a sweet smile on her lips. Now his heart is blossoming with their new calling.

"All right Zaujan" Aida replied.

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