Ana Uhibbuka Fillah (Series Loves You In Silence 2 )
35. Fikri (A Code )
The day is passing by. The time has changed to 16:00 in the afternoon. My work is done. I promised Afrah I'd take her somewhere.
The car I was driving was already on a busy highway. While driving, I occasionally glanced at the much silent Afrah. I saw his hands clinging to each other. Occasionally squeezing the tip of Khimar.
"Are you okay?"
Afrah turned her head towards me even though my current gaze preferred to look ahead while focusing on driving my car.
"Em Afrah is fine."
"You seem to be fidgeting and covering up something. Am I right?"
Momentary silence. I know Afrah doesn't look okay. But I don't want to ask. I want to leave him open to me. I want him to be honest as he is.
"Bag.."
"Hm?"
"Is Afrah beautiful?"
The car I was driving entered a shopping mall parking lot in Jakarta. I turned off my car engine and did not forget to take off the safety belt I was wearing.
I looked towards Afrah. "Yes you're beautiful. What's wrong?"
"Didn't he lie?"
Afrah slowly opened her veil. He slightly moved his body. Then my heart thumped. I've always been like this if Afrah was so close to me.
"For God's sake I don't lie" I said slowly. I looked forward and tried to stay calm even though I was a little unfocused by her pretty face.
A gentle touch on my cheek made me finally look at him. Afrah fingered my cheek.
"Tatap Afrah Mas. Is Afrah really pretty?"
I'm speechless. Oh Allah. his lips. Every time I look at Afrah I'm focused on her lips.
"Look, you are beautiful. Don't you believe me?"
"Is Afrah's face dull? Oily?"
"Not both. Let's get out of the car. Before magrib. It's almost 5 in the afternoon" I said trying to shift the question.
Then we entered the shopping center hand in hand.
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Evening has arrived. We were home a few hours later after my return from the shopping mall with Afrah. The hour is currently 21:00 pm after prayers and dinner with Afrah.
I stared at a cell phone I had just bought for Afrah. At first he refused. But for me this is the sustenance of Allah for Afrah. It doesn't matter to me because I want to please her.
A new cell phone
the brand of bite apples at a fantastic price tag. I don't mind the price. Moreover, a little so that my wife is not clumsy.
The drying of the phone got me distracted. Daniel's name is on the screen. I immediately received the call by walking towards the balcony of the room.
"Asalamualaikum Yes Daniel. What's up?"
"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Hi how are you. Is my nephew already there?"
Daniel asked me with his song. He was so. I like to joke with my mouth that is not filtered.
"no one yet. How're you? Is there a sister-in-law for me?"
I smiled cynically.Look at it, I can be sure that Daniel really can not fight my conversation this time.
"Don't insinuate me mute."
"I'm not cupu. Okay?"
Daniel laughed and it pissed me off. After Daniel's return to Switzerland a month ago, I finally returned to long-distance communication with him despite the 5-hour difference between Jakarta and Switzerland.
"Yes yes I know. You are married to Afrah. Oh, yeah, what about her?"
Instantly a cynical smile was engraved on my face. The shadow of the incident earlier this afternoon in my work room swirled in my mind.
"There was no reaction after he saw Devika's photo."
"What?"
"I deliberately put the picture frame of the deceased Devika back on my desk. I knew that Afrah would come to me this afternoon at the office."
"Then? Does she look. em maybe sad?"
I was silent for a moment. I'm trying to recall what happened last afternoon.
"Maybe yes. Probably not either. He just kept quiet. There is no anger. There is no emotion. I knew he'd see the picture frame. I want to see his reaction after staring at Devika's photo. At least her guilt.."
"Fic.."
"Yes?"
"Can you forget your dark time? Afrah your future. Do not let God be angry with you. You have to remember, Afrah is a trust for you. Afrah too"
"Mas not sleeping?"
And again. I'm still silent. I was panicked. Did Afrah hear everything? Not only that, the smell of Afrah's body is so fragrant.really, a normal man like me certainly feels a desire for lust.
"This one's already night. Come istirahat. Tomorrow just continue the work."
I just nodded. Without telling me anything, I just turned off my phone and ignored Daniel. I pocketed my phone and turned my body.
Oh Allah. beautiful angel. Look tonight how Afrah is adorned in front of me and wearing a thin nightgown. But I try to focus. I finally pulled her wrist into our room.
"Your phone has been set. From tomorrow you can wear it."
"But Afrah still does not understand. Will you teach Afrah?"
"Yes. Just relax."
I slowly peeked at the top of Afrah's head. I tried to refrain from being tempted by Afrah. Ah wrong. I mean Reva. I felt I could not afford to worship a husband and wife relationship with a woman I did not love. I finally lay down on the bed.
"Let's sleep. It's night. Didn't you tell me to rest?"
Afrah. He hesitated until he finally pulled out a blanket to cover his stomach.
"Mass?"
"Yes?"
"Ep.. We're.."
I know Afrah will ask what. He's been trying to draw attention to me tonight. Of course he wants to discuss the husband and wife relationship?
"We what?"
"Em. It's okay. Afrah just. em sleepy."
"Sleep." I kissed Afrah's forehead. "Good night, dear."
"I-iya good night too Mas."
I don't think I can just be in the same bed with a wife as pretty as Afrah. I finally turned back to Afrah. I closed my eyes. Expect drowsiness to hit immediately so that the thoughts that lead there immediately disappear by themselves.
Then I was surprised. Afrah hugged me from behind. Now my heart is pounding.
"Bag.."
"Afrah sleep. I have a meeting tomorrow."
"Maafin Afrah Mas. All right, we're gonna sleep."
"That would be better. Sleep yeah. Or you'll be bitten by a ghost."
Afrah laughed amusedly. His breath hit the nape of my neck. O Allah strengthen the servants O Allah..
"Afrah is not afraid of ghosts. Afrah is afraid of Allah."
"Yes. You're correct. Let's sleep. "
"Yes Mas. yes.. Afrah love me the same."
"I love you too."
"Bag.."
"Other than Afrah."
I try to hold on to patience. I don't care if Afrah talks a lot. But it was this charm and temptation that made me barely bear it.
Unexpectedly Afrah increasingly tightened his embrace on the back of my body.
"Afrah has friends. The age of marriage is just like ours. And now she's pregnant."
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Asalamualaikum bahasa. Haaai night.
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