Aishiteru, Takah!

Chapter 9's

Me and Taka were getting ready to go to Tokyo Camii. Taka will be taking a prayer guide class while I will be taking a class. I have never taught again after the Quran many years ago.

I just found out if my husband has a car that is unfortunately rarely used and only uses it for certain purposes. Mostly, Japanese people use public transportation such as trains, buses or taxis because the costs to be incurred are much cheaper.

Walking in public with a famous idol makes me worry —although Taka always uses a mask and hat—. However, my husband explained that in Japan, artists and community idols can still travel anywhere in peace. Unlike in other countries, in Japan fans can be dropped a heavy sanction if acting outside the limits, such as to take photos.

It is not allowed to take photos of people without permission. It is considered to violate privacy, and if violated, the sanctions that will be dropped are not kidding. The Japanese also generally uphold manners. No excess hysteria when meeting idols. Fans will only approach and ask permission directly to just shake hands or take pictures together.

We spent the rest of our time in Tokyo Camii before finally deciding to go home. We had lunch at a small restaurant near the station.

***

My daily routine is the same. Take care of the house and make sure if food is always available. Taka's not-so-dense schedule makes him stay home more often and spend time studying religion. Apart from books, she also took online classes held by Tokyo Camii about everything related to Islam.

"I'm going outside to buy some groceries" I told Taka, who was sitting facing the computer screen.

He got up and offered to accompany me but I refused. I don't want to have my learning activities interrupted. On foot, I headed to a supermarket located in the Marunouchi area.

***

My family arrived in Tokyo a while ago. They told me that they were going to go to the location of the apartment I had previously rented to stay for a while there. I told them if I'd go to the apartment soon, after they came. Unfortunately, Taka was busy in the studio these past few days so he couldn't keep me company. He asked me to have a family dinner and also invited Madam Aga.

The arrival of my family this time made me feel anxious. It's nothing, brother and son also come to visit here. The last time they came, a big problem happened between me and Taka with Mbak Aga as his intermediary.

Until now, my brother may not know if Mbak Aga has confessed to me that the one who asked him to ruin my relationship with Taka is him. I talked about this with my husband but he just said not to think about it. However, now we are both married and there is nothing to worry about.

***

I was just sitting on the couch when the bell rang and they all came. Taka was in the studio and promised to bring something with him when he came home.

"Your apartment is really good, Dek," said the brother while looking around. "Sister just know if he became an artist here his income can be good."

I just smile and prefer to talk to my mom and dad. The son himself was just a lot quiet, he sat at the dinner table and was busy with his cell phone.

"Where the hell is the deck, your husband? So busy, really. Even though he knew his wife's family wanted to come, why not waste time," ketus my brother. He sat down on the couch after picking up an apple at the table.

I took a deep breath and felt that my brother's attitude was getting annoying.

***

The expression that my brother and Madam Aga showed was enough to make me feel confident that something was going on between them. Ma'am Aga who looks more silent and brother who occasionally throws spicy words makes me frown. Madam Aga looked at me a few times as if asking to be saved from this situation.

Not long after Mbak Aga arrived, Taka came home. I could hardly help but laugh when I saw him formally introduce himself to mama, papa and Putra. At Madam Aga, he greeted with a smile and asked for news. My sister just came out of the bathroom when my husband was talking to my mom and dad. As Taka turned around and saw my brother, the two of them were fixated for a moment.

"Hiro?" my brother said with a surprised expression.

The same expression was also shown by Taka. "How are you, Miss?"

I frowned and threw at the sight of Mbak Aga who seemed to throw away his face. It surprised me after being quite shocked at the attitude of my sister and Taka. With my face down, I felt more and more that my worries were growing when I realized that Taka and my brother already knew each other.