AMONG THE 3A

CHAPTER 13. NERVOS

Umma still ignored the existence of her husband even though he had finished praying and continued to teach.

Slowly, lamat heard a voice that was getting weaker along with the hoarse tone due to holding the pain. Umma crying.

" Maryam, we're talking. There's nothing to avoid because I'm gonna stay here. " The voice that had been waiting on the side of the guest room bed.

" I still want to be alone, soon tahajud time, go Mas. There's a morning party tomorrow, right? "

" Where Aish went, I'm sure you've helped him, "he asked impatiently.

" I'm just helping my son breathe for a moment. He will go home, do not seek more forcefully so that he returns wearing a tight-fitting golden robe. "

" What's my fault? "

" Think about it, Mum. Ask your heart if the row of books you read cannot give the answer, " umma was stunned by the sarcastic sentence that had just been thrown from her mouth.

" It has nothing to do with it! "

" Aren't you good at giving advice to your congregation? why is it so hard to admit that we are wrong? let my son see the world, in a moment, before he goes back into the golden cage. Hasbi is very submissive to you, because he is one of your lecturers, especially if he later becomes your son-in-law, his obedience to you can hurt Aish more deeply. "

" Husnuzon, Mariam. Hasbi is not a person with a petty mind. Tell me where Aiswa is going! "

" For the sake of Allah, I do not know, " umma rose up to take up her face again because she was disgusted, and needed to temporarily dodge the mask that made her breathe stuffy air.

Umma came back crying, momentarily buried his head in the bathtub, letting his long hair get wet. He held himself in favor of the princess, holding back everything he had held since he set foot in this house exactly one year into his marriage when Hariri Salim held his father's trust to manage Tazkiya.

A soft whisper was heard from behind the door. Hariri Salim felt his heart rustle, a long feeling of non-surface. Tonight he must again tear the cold of heart because of the outrageousness of status and prestige.

" Find my son until he can, check all the cctv and temporarily hide this news from the public, especially Hasbi, "he commands someone while stepping out of the guest room into his reading room.

***

"Aish succeeded.... "

Notification of incoming messages at one in the morning, seen in the phone pop-up Amir and Umma together, in different places.

Amir woke up at four o'clock in the morning, intending to do tahajud even though the time has been mepet.

Before moving ablution, he took a mobile phone on the head of his bed to charge. He was still very sleepy when he saw the message pop-up even though he did not open the application.

" Aiswa's? " his eyes blinked a few times ensuring that his true soulmate was sending the message.

Feeling that his eyes did not look wrong, Amir who wanted to reply to the message even pressed the call button because he was nervous.

" Assalamu'alaikum Ka .. just woke up, want tahajud? " the clear voice across there.

" Wa'alaikumussalam ... Uh-aish? where dear eeh sorry .. where are you? " astaghfirullah, I'm released, I hope he doesn't hear. Inwardly

" It's still on the train, go to Amir can't it? Aish can't sleep, there's something Aish wants to talk about. "

" Semarang? Aish ain't kidding, is he? with who? "

" Yes, alone, uh with friends. Later Aish story, ka Amir can meet Aish, right later? "

" I-iya, definitely .. sleep first, let me know when you get to the station. I'll pick you up later. "

" Syukron. Later Aish tell me when it arrived .. good luck ka, don't forget to pray'akan us, "Aish said his last sentence with a smile. He couldn't believe it, could say it so smoothly. His heart flowered at once pounding violently because of the heartbeat that felt like it wanted to escape from its place.

Deghs. Deghs. Deghs. Amir's heart raced fast.

What did he say just now? pray us? Aiswa, you mean? .. and I said pick it up instead? geez, pick him up means take him, take him where?

" Don't you hear that when I say, baby? " Amir ruffled his hair, either he should be happy or panicked about the arrival of Aiswa.

" Well Aiswa, once I know what's going on, I'll think about the next step. "

Could God call her dear? even if he's not for me? just a minute, this time.

The rise of walking while several times scooping the face towards the hammam to prepare for worship before dawn.

***

When she was about to fire, Aiswa again surprised her phone ringtone who forgot she was silent.

" Aish, I just want to tell you, Umma it's safe to have my man there, you calm down. My men will dispel as much as they can to have trouble finding you. "

" I Dewiq, thank you very much. " Aiswa is back.

" Look after yourself, I love you my sister. Don't forget to change the number when we get there, we reported via secret email. "

" Good ka, miss you. "

" Make yayang Amir just miss her. ciyee, bye baby. "

That short conversation ended Aiswa with a relieved heart. At least the current focus is not branching between her blurred self and her general state.

At 6 am, Aiswa arrived at Semarang Station. Ulfa took his hand directly to someone who carried a sign that read Ulfara Jakarta - Sriwedari Hotel and Resort.

" This way Miss Ulfa, "said the bell boy and the driver of the hotel where they were staying.

The journey takes 15 minutes to Hotel Sriwedari, a 5-star hotel that Dewiq prepared for them.

Feeling very careful, Ulfa immediately checked in and asked that their breakfast be delivered directly to the room while they rest.

" Mademoiselle, rest first .. I will inform Miss Dewiq and look around, there will be a room boy who delivers the starter card for Miss. Please don't leave the room without me, whatever the reason. "

" Hem, either in Ulf, I will take a shower and then take a break while charging my phone, " replied Aiswa later.

***

At breakfast, Al Multazam.

" So, can I borrow a car? go for a walk, "asked Amir to his brother.

" Pake Rush is black because CR-V wants me to wear it with Buya, how?. "

" Use the car only Mir, red Brio mba rarely used. Although the interior is not as luxurious as black jazz has you, but do not be shy if you make it just the same way cement, "Qonita immediately took his private car keys.

" Anywhere, which is not used because I want to muterin Semarang, it has long been a long way, "

" If so use your Mba only, suitable if you want to walk long, the body is small so it can slip if stuck later. "

" Ok, thanks a lot Ka, Mba, "Amir is relieved, he also received the car key that Qonita thrust at him.

" Mir, Abah nanyain stock report tuh .. said Abah, you do not sleep only, the report awaited. "

" Udah ko Ka, last night I sent and I also checked the email report from Mas Panji about the shares held by Naya, clear anyway because I follow the workings of Mas Panji effective and efficient. "

" Alhamdulillah, fortunately there is Mas Panji, yes, we know what it is. You don't be wasteful, I'll confiscate the CC later. "

" Come, this donk. Amir will have needs, besides billionaires do not be stingy, Mir mumpung is still single, complacent because if you are married, you must prioritize your family needs. "

" Yes Mba ... I rarely use CC, even want me to close, more debit ko thatpun if Abah has already transferred my salary, hehe .. if the investment results, safe in store. I am still going with Abah. "

Their chat continues around the family business and some of the investment returns managed by Naya.

Now, Amir has returned to his room, he is restless waiting for news from Aiswa.

Aiswa, we will walk to be able to talk in a comfortable and quiet place.

" Dear, can't wait, "groaned with a smile.

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...I want to be, a good dream in your sleep......

...I want to be something you might miss...

...Because the steps are tidied up without you ... Oh, for the heart is weary...