Ana Uhibbuka Fillah (Series Loves You In Silence 2 )
42. Afrah (Bitter Reality)
Green City Housing. North Jakarta. At 17:00 in the afternoon.
A week later.
A week has passed. The weather outside is so hot that the clock is 17:00 p.m. I'm at my mother's house because we stayed last night.
I chose to sit on the bed reading a long Islamic novel. I loved the story so romantic that I read it three times.
The boredom hit. As a diversion I grabbed my phone. Then I remembered something, about Fara. This time on my phone screen already plastered Fara's contact number.
The disturbing feeling grew more and more excruciating. I finally got out of bed and walked back and forth. What are Fara and Mas Fikri? Did something happen between them?
I looked back at the screen of my phone that had locked the password automatically. Instantly I was silent looking at the wallpaper of my current phone. There is a photo of Mas Fikri's funny face while eating my Teddy bear biscuits.
I turned off my phone again. Then I sat on the edge of the bed. In my silence right now, I thought about Mas Fikri as well which lately astonished me. Why does he often stick to me like a stamp. Yes I know, that's what I wanted a long time ago.
I just wonder why he suddenly behaves like that? He was a little bit indifferent and avoided me. Never mind avoiding, sometimes he can not control his own emotions. Especially on his work.
I as a wife can only understand her and always tell her to multiply the istighfar so that her heart remains calm and does not forget to pray to Allah so that all her efforts are spared.
My anxiety isn't just about Mas Fikri. But that bracelet lady I found a week ago in Mas Fikri's room. The bracelet disappeared after I had it in my pocket.
In my heart, I always wondered if Mas Fikri had realized that the couple bracelet was missing or not?
I stood back up while biting at the end of my fingernails restlessly. Various kinds of questions and puzzles filled my head since Mas Fikri and Fara who I accidentally saw the two together.
"Asalamualaikum?"
The door opened a little. I looked towards the door. There Mother stood there with the look of her friendly smile.
"Wa'alaikumussalam Mommy."
Mother came into my room. Then he sat on the side of the bed while crossing.
"What's up, son? You look restless. Everything's fine, right?"
I'm nodding. Trying to cover up the real thing. "Yes Bun. Em, where's Dad?" tanyaku as a diversion.
"Dad's still in the restaurant. Today Dad's overtime because there's a big family reunion event there."
"Oh." Then I put on my veil. I'm afraid Mommy will soon find out my face that is agitated. "Bun, Afrah wants to go next door."
"Fara's place?"
I'm nodding. "Yes Bun. Just sec. Asalamualaikum."
"Wa'alaikumussalam."
I quickly exited the room leaving Mother who was probably currently wondering about my situation.
I've been out of the house and why this time the situation is really coincidental. I saw Fara who had just come home from somewhere.
"Fara!"
Fara looked at me and she smiled at me.
"Afrah?"
O Allah. Strengthen servant. Patience of the servant. Focus Afrah, focus.
I'm throats. "Asalamualaikum Fara."
"Wa'alaikumussalam Af. Oh how are you? Healthy?"
"Alhamdulillah healthy. Uh, Fara.."
"Yes?"
Suddenly I hesitated to ask. I was confused where to start.
"Afrah, you're okay, right?"
My throat feels dry. My hands are cold sweat. I was nervous and my heart was pounding.
"Alhamdulillah I am good Fara. Where are you from?"
Fara smiled faintly at me. "So I met someone. There's something important."
"Who?" manya curious.
"Em that." Suddenly Fara laughed insipidly like she was being forced. I saw her slightly nervous body gesture.
"Em ain't nobody Afrah."
"Have you just met Mas Fikri?" finally said.
Fara fell silent. His lips were tightly clenched. Why my heart feels so sure. My heart felt hot. In my heart I wish my question had not come true.
"I also want to ask you Fara" I said without further ado.
"Why did you meet Mas Fikri a week ago at Faisal's house? Are you and Mas Fikri engaged in a job?"
"Afrah, I-I"
"Why do you call my husband's name Mas?"
"Afrahs. That's me-"
"Do you like the same"
"Enough AFRAH!"
Fara and I were surprised when suddenly there was a loud voice so loud. I also looked back.
"Mas Fikri?"
Unexpectedly Mas Fikri pulled my wrist into the house. Tears are dripping down my cheeks. Why is he angry? Why is he so rude? Mother was a little surprised to see us and did not say much.
Mas Fikri took me into my room. Then lock the door. Then he turned to look at me. I just lowered my face in fear.
The sound of footsteps could be heard. Fikri stood before me.
"What did you do with Fara?"
"Just ask." I said softly.
"Why is your question like a jealous woman?"
"Jealous sign of love. Am I wrong?"
I pulled Mas Fikri's wrist sitting on the edge of the bed. I slowly opened both of her socks. Not only that, I brought him a glass of water.
Mas Fikri drank the water until it ran out. His gaze was filled with flashes of anger. I opened the closet and grabbed a clean towel.
"Bath bath yes. It's late." It's late afternoon."
Fikri didn't say much. Irritatedly he walked into the bathroom and ignored me. After his departure, tears trickled down my cheeks.
"Oh Allah, why did he act as if he was defending Phara rather than the servant?"
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North Jakarta, 22:00 p.m.
I stared at the star-filled sky at night through my bedroom window. The shadow of the incident this afternoon made my heart ache and tight. The jealousy I felt made me feel angry.
Door opens. The sound of footsteps sounded. I quickly wiped away the tears on my cheeks. I turned my body upside down and was surprised that Mas Fikri's position was so close to me.
"Bag.."
Unexpectedly Mas Fikri hugged me tightly. He kissed my head. Then his hand rubbed my back gently.
"Mas still angry?"
"I'm sorry." whispered Mas Fikri slowly. "I shouldn't be rude to you. I was just getting carried away from the office. I shouldn't have brought it home."
I looked up at her my face. "I apologize to God. Afrah is God's only trust. If the trust of Allah Mas Fikri hurts him, please forgive immediately. Afrah is just afraid that Allah is not the same as Mas."
Gently Mas Fikri kissed my forehead. Then she carried my body up on the bed. Why is my heart beating so fast.
"You still coming to the moon?" the whisper is right in front of my face.
I immediately blushed red. "Em, it just so happens that Afrah is fertile today Mas." I said timidly.
She smiles. Masya Allah. He's very handsome. His face is very close to me. Even I can see the blue iris of the sea that has stunned me since I first met.
"Em Mas?"
"Hm?"
"A-afrah can go to.. kitchen first?"
"Well?"
"Suddenly Afrah was thirsty."
"Well or nervous." she whispered softly while smiling amusedly.
Oh God, my heart is pounding. Moreover, Mas Fikri just teased me. Why is the charm of Mas Fikri getting handsome so many times tonight?
"Em a-Afrah's. Afrahs... "
Then he laughed and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Just drink there."
I didn't say much anymore because I finally got out of the room. My heart feels like it's coming out. Is Mas Fikri going to do it with me tonight?
I can only be grateful. After one month of marriage Alhamdullilah Mas Fikri has no doubt with me.
Without delaying any more time I immediately drank a glass of water to relieve my nervousness and dry throat.
Groggyly I went back to my room. Just holding the doorknob alone was already hot cold.
"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim." I said in my heart.
Door opens. I immediately entered my room. I forgot to lock my bedroom door. Then I saw Mas Fikri turning his back on me.
He was standing in front of my bookshelf and my novel.
"Mass?"
Fikri looked at me. In his hands is a fantasy novel. Why does his face look stiff.
"Mass?"
"Is this novel yours?"
I nodded and my heart was filled with anxiety. "Em i - iya Mas. Why?"
Then Mas Fikri opened the first page. He walked towards me.
"Reva Sintia's. It says this dinovel."
"Em Mas's. I-that's me-"
"Does this novel have you?"
I nodded with fear. "I-iya Mas."
Unexpectedly he threw my novel just like that on the bed. I saw him clenching both his hands. Slowly he retreated his steps. His face looked pale and shocked. Even now his gaze felt cold and pierced towards me.
"Mas. I-I can clear-up"
"Are you satisfied now Rev?"
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