
Zayn walked to the car park with his stride, he then saw his watch where the time had shown at nine o'clock at night. Again a lot of work that makes him have to overtime until returning home late at night.
He is tired of choosing to return home soon, besides that he is afraid that Lela is waiting for him, even though he had told his wife that he was coming home late today and asked her not to wait for him as she always did.
Along the way, Zayn recalled his conversation with his brother-in-law this afternoon via a short message. Anita told him that she had explained everything to Lela. His sister-in-law also told him that now Lela already knew and of course understood the real incident. Zayn is of course very grateful, especially when Anita tells him that Lela is now fine.
The sound of an open apartment elevator shocked Zayn who was slightly pensive. He continued his steps back to his apartment unit.
After opening the door, some of the house lights were already off. Apparently Lela listened to her words not to wait for him and immediately went to sleep, Zayn resumed his steps towards the room, but he was stunned for a moment in front of Lela's room. It is undeniable if in fact he wants to see the face of his wife first to make sure if the situation is fine. Besides, there's a little bit of longing. Zayn blushed to admit that he really wanted Lela to wait for him.
Zayn opened the door to his room.
He gasped in shock at seeing Lela inside, reading a book at his desk, solemnly unaware of her arrival.
"Assalamualaik."
"Waalaikum greetings," replied Lela who was shocked as she moved from her seat.
"Sorry to surprise you."
"It's okay." Lela quickly closed the book she read.
Both are wrong.
"You haven't slept?" zayn asked still standing in his place.
"I'm going to sleep" Lela replied as she walked over to the sofa.
Zayn was shocked, seeing a pillow and a blanket there.
"I'll sleep here."
"here?"
"Yes. The therapist says we should start sleeping one room."
"Oh yes." Zayn went back wrong.
"You can sleep on the bed. Let me sleep on the couch."
"No. Let me sleep here." Lela sat on the couch.
Zayn relented, choosing to obey Lela's will.
A few moments later.
Zayn, who had been lying on a bed unable to sleep, saw his wife sleeping on the couch behind him.
"Are you comfortable sleeping there? Otherwise, let me sleep there and you're here."
"It's okay. It's been more than comfortable" Lela replied softly.
Both were silent for a moment.
"I've been reading these books all day" Lela said.
"The books you borrowed from your psychologist friend."
"Even if I was just trying to make sure the books were his or hers."
"And I'm relieved because I finally know that the book belongs to him. It has his name on the front cover. I'm glad you didn't lie."
Zayn smiled.
"I'm sorry for thinking so much about you guys" added Lela.
"Are you jealous?" zayn asked idly while looking at his wife.
"Prophet Adam was envied by Siti Eve only for coming home late, when she was the only woman on earth, Zulaikha gouged the ground only because the Prophet Joseph often walked bowing his head, Siti Aisyah was jealous of Siti Khadijah because the Prophet often mentioned her name, even though Siti Khadijah was gone. Then what about me who's just an end-time woman?"
"So next time, please pay attention to your behavior and actions, limit your interaction with the opposite sex, besides because our religion forbids it, there is also a heart that you must take care of his feelings."
"Yes. Ii'm sorry. It's all my fault. I won't do it again." Zayn apologized immediately, knowing that if he could not get a jealous woman, it was better to apologize immediately, listen to her and obey what she wanted, for the one who disputes it is his heart and his feelings, not his wits."
"Thank you" Lela replied happily.
The two are again busy with their respective thoughts, until the late night makes Zayn finally sleep, while Lela, it is not easy for him to go back to sleep in one room with men again, there were still feelings of anxiety and fear that made him unable to close his eyes.
Lela continued to sit while watching her husband's slumbering face. A shady face that warms her heart, there is not the slightest bit of urgency like her ex-husband. His heart also became calm for a while until without realizing it he too slept soundly asleep.
***
Morning time.
"I can return these books myself, brother," said Zayn, holding Meisya's books in his hand.
"No. Don't you. Let brother. Remember. You have to keep your wife's feelings." Anita whispered while pointing at Lela who was in the kitchen.
Zayn looked at Lela while remembering what his wife said last night.
"All of you also want to know him and express our gratitude for him who has helped you a lot" said Anita while taking the books in the hands of her sister-in-law.
Zayn.
"Oh yes, send her phone number yes" Anita said as she walked to the door.
Zayn nodded.
While Lela who was watching from the kitchen was astonished by what Anita would do. Especially when she remembers Anita's request not to tell Zayn about Meisya's words to her that night.
***
Meisya immediately went downstairs when the OB told her if there was someone looking for her in the office lobby.
Arriving below he saw no one, there was only a security guard who gave something in a large bag.
Meisya was shocked when she saw that it was her books that were loaned to Zayn.
"Who is this, sir?" ask Meisya curiously.
The security guard looked in search of someone.
"From that, Mom. The veiled woman." The security guard pointed at a woman who was walking back to them towards the exit gate of the office.
"Zayn's wife?" he mumbled in disbelief.
"Says thank you. He said he wanted to see mom, but because of old mom, he left this to me, he said he was in a hurry."
Meisya just nodded then rushed towards her room again.
A few moments later.
Meisya was furious at reading a letter that was in the bag.
Lela thanked him for helping her husband so much.
'If it wasn't for you maybe right now I wouldn't be able to heal like now, if it wasn't for you we wouldn't be able to enjoy this happiness either. Thank you very much yes. May Allah repay your kindness...'
His heart was increasingly upset to see a photo of Zayn and his wife hugging each other with affection. Meisya directly squeezed the photo very crap and threw it into the trash.
Meanwhile.
Zaidan could only watch as his wife continued to laugh at herself while looking at the impromptu photo of the two of them this morning in a photo studio.
"From the back, you look a lot like Zayn. It's very similar." Anita continued to smile to herself.