Asiyah End Times

The Other Side of My Husband

The choice has remained. In God, everything will be fine. Like we shop at the market, if we want something, of course we must also be ready to pay with something else.

For indeed, Allah is the highest holder of justice in the world and in the Hereafter, the Most Just. He took something from a servant, and replaced it with something much better. Asiyah hustled her destiny.

That's how Asiyah and Mr. Jendi. They both wanted a son and daughter in the middle of their family. Nothing is free in this world. They have to sacrifice one of the things they have to get something new.

Career is rising. This was something that Asiyah had to bet on. With all kinds of risks. With a mature calculation. Bismillah. Asiyah took a break from the entertainment world until an unspecified time. Focus on being a housewife in the palace of the two of them.

All sorts of things inside his house were prepared by the housekeeper. Asiyah should rest right in her room, should not be tired first. As the message of the Doctor.

Exit for a moment from the story of the new palace belonging to Asiyah and Pak Sendi. Umi and her twin sister still live in the old house built by Asiyah first.

The approval from Umi was also what made Asiyah steady to give up her career for a while. Alhamdulillah Umi has been independent from the financial side with a lot of effort that He has. So far, even though Umi has been independent with various businesses, Asiyah still sends monthly money to Umi.

But now it will be very different. Asiyah was becoming alien to her own life. He could not give any more monthly money to Umi, as well as other matters related to his financial expenses. There was a sense of guilt that arose in him with all these circumstances.

The pregnancy program is still running.

A lot of months have passed. But these signs of pregnancy have not yet appeared.

At the edge of the window of his private car, Asiyah stared out the window. The streets at night. It was dark, full of twinkling lights that decorated their way home tonight.

Now is the time to rest for Asiyah.

"Yangg," the affectionate call from Asiyah to Pak Jendi, her husband.

On the mattress where they used to blend friendly. Asiyah spoke looking expectantly at her busy husband with all sorts of papers in his hands.

Krasakk. kresekkk. krasakkk. His face focused on staring and reading quickly one by one the files.

"Hhhmmm." answered her husband slowly. Still busy with his files.

"Are you busy?" ask her husband.

Mr. Joints just kept quiet. Not even from his desk in one room with their bed. This room is designed very large and quite luxurious.

"Yes?" call Asiyah again, gently.

"What!!?? I'm busy!!??" with a high tone and with a clash of tones that were also very pressing to Asiyah.

Asiyah was immediately surprised. His heart suddenly beat. His eyes glared unblinking. Her tears did not flow from the corner of her eyes.

What happened to my husband? Never during this marriage did I get snapped by it. Is there no longer any sense of regret for me?

Asiyah thought hard. With the pain that was so intense at this moment that it was suddenly embedded in the recesses of his heart. Asiyah tried to get close to her husband.

"Is that busy? and as important as that are the files? so you can easily yell at me like that?" asked Asiyah who was standing before her husband.

"Who, bisss..?"

"Already Asiyah!! I'm busy with all my work, I'm tired!! You know I have to work hard alone for our lives!!"

Asiyah, who had been waiting for a voice from her husband's lips, finally gave up on her feelings. Mr. Jendi did not give an explanation. Only a snatch can be swallowed.

Asiyah returned to their bed. Lying down to her husband. Asiyah was crying with her silence, in a blanket that warmed her up.

His mind began to guess.

Did all this happen because of the doctor's words? That this pregnancy program will probably feel very long on its way to success. It will also cost a lot.

Asiyah began to be pessimistic about her husband's affection for her. The impact really hurt her heart.

She, who used to be financially independent, is now resting her whole life materially on her husband, even though this is an agreement between the two of them.

Asiyah felt that Mr. Jendi had hated him because of their economic life that he could not help. Asiyah had given up her job, which was not until when it was time to come back.

Mr. Jendi who also often accompanied Asiyah in her pregnancy program, also often canceled her work meeting schedule.

How did all this happen? The child who was being held was not present. The age in this world is diminishing. The world of Asiyah seemed to be back upside down. Bankruptcy in the economy is inevitable in order to get the baby.

The wheels of life do not always turn. Sometimes we fly up, sometimes we lie down. The silver lining is that we are always humble when we are happy, and always grateful when we are down.

For God presents us in every circumstance with his wisdom. The justness of God that we may remain in the conscious phase of the coming miracle of God the Most Merciful in every circumstance.

Tonight felt really long for Asiyah. His eyes were closed, but his sleep was just a lie. Asiyah was awake in silence.

Suddenly the warm embrace was felt from behind his back. Yes, this is her husband's embrace.

Asiyah opened her eyes. Her tears are flowing again.

"I'm sorry Honey, I just feel not strong with the many tests in this life," said Mr. Sendi slowly. Gentler. Whispering behind Asiyah's ears.

The embrace is getting tighter. Then slowly Mr. Jendi closed his eyes.

Asiyah remained silent. Just hearing her husband's complaints that sounded weak from behind her body.

What exactly happened to my husband? Is he a weak-hearted person in the face of problems? Or is this indeed the original character that just opened up before me, which I just found out about? Asiyah wondered loudly in her mind.

Fall asleep for a moment. Asiyah was grateful her heart was a little calm because of her husband's warm embrace last night.

Time shows at 03:00 am. The large wall clock in front of him ceaselessly laid his steps. Asiyah immediately got up from her bed. Heading to the bathroom to immediately ablaze and stand fulfilling the desires of his heart. Tahajud prayer. He used to worship the night to release all the burdens that were bound to his heart to God, in silence.