Behind the Veil (Aisha)

Plasters

Ammar, who was initially shocked, seemed to laugh out loud when he found out that Meisya had been the victim of mob lurch through the news on television.

He continued to try to hold back his laughter imagining that his new friend must have been battered after being subjected to the anger of the workers at the company where he worked

He then took the initiative to see her by coming directly to the Hospital. Ammar will pretend to sympathize with what happened to him, because after all he must continue to have a good relationship with Meisya, for it was only through Meisha that Ammar was able to obtain information about Lela and her husband.

After parking his vehicle, Ammar rushed into the Hospital, he went straight to Meisya's room after asking him to the information section with a variety of parcel-shaped fruits.

Ammar walked leisurely, until suddenly he was stunned when he saw someone he knew.

Alvians. Her ex-sister-in-law was talking to two nurses while looking at the map she was holding.

Ammar immediately remembered that if Alvian who put him in prison, he even remembered if Alvian to hire a lawyer to make sure if he had to be dibui. Given that, made Ammar furious and angry. He continued to look at Alvian hatefully. If only Alvian and his wife at that time did not interfere in the affairs of his household then not necessarily he had to curl up behind bars.

Ammar, who continued to pay attention to Alvian, was shocked when he saw two veiled women walking over to his former sister-in-law. After being noticed, Ammar is convinced that one of them is Lela's ex-wife.

Ammar immediately smiled, feeling that good luck was on his side. No need to bother thinking about how to meet his ex-wife, his luck even brought Lela directly to him.

His intention to visit Meisya he delayed. Ammar could not have wasted this precious opportunity. He's gonna figure out a way to meet his ex-wife.

Just by showing his face, Ammar was sure that it would immediately damage Lela's psyche, imagining that his ex-wife would immediately be frightened and even cry hysterically.

Meanwhile.

"We just wait for the medicine. The nurse took it." Aisha saw her husband.

"Then sit down first" said Alvian, leading his wife to sit on the bench.

Lela helped her sister to sit down.

"What did the doctor say?" alvian asked Lela about the results of her consultation with a psychiatrist.

"The doctor rescheduled the consultation once a week," Aisha replied hesitantly as she looked at her sister.

Alvian was silent. Aisha's answer is enough to explain if the condition of her sister-in-law is not good enough after a little more will almost be completely healed.

"It's okay, brother? For the sake of eliminating nightmares and insomnia our sister should consult once a week, "ask Aisha smiling while looking at her sister.

Lela smiled. "Yes dik. Of course it's okay."

"Oh yes. Thank you for accompanying my sister here in the middle of your growing belly." Lela stroked her sister's stomach.

"It's okay. Doctor Anita instead advised me to move a lot, it was good to smooth my labor later."

"Yes. But be careful, baby." Alvian stroked and kissed his wife's stomach. Then everyone smiles. They return to chatting while occasionally interspersed with laughter.

Ammar who was silently watching from a distance smiled sinisterly. He who continued to pay attention to Lela, was upset and angry to see his ex-wife looked very happy, not worthy like a person affected by mental disorders.

"Aisha. Brother wants to go to the toilet first yes," said Lela while whispering to her sister.

"Yes brother. I'll wait here."

Lela nodded while standing up. He then walked to the toilet after Alvian told him his place.

Ammar felt that if this was the chance for him to meet Lela, he secretly followed her behind.

Ammar leaned his body against the wall, his smile grinning as he folded his hands in front of his chest. He was waiting for Lela to come out of the toilet.

Ammar looked impatient, he had imagined how Lela's face would look if he saw it.

Suddenly she was startled by someone pulling her collar violently, pulling her quickly to enter the male toilet that was in front of her.

Once inside the empty toilet, Zayn pulled Ammar's collar tighter as he pushed it against the wall.

"Ammar. 25 years. Widowers. Height 170, weight 63, Single child, blood type 0. Egyptian Cairo S1 education, S2 failed in the middle of the road. Residivist case of mistreatment of women." Zayn smiled cynically.

Ammar, who was still shocked, tried to release Zayn's hand.

"Take me off!"

Zayn even more attractive with tight collar Ammar shirt.

"Who are you?" ask Ammar in astonishment.

"Before fighting, you should find out who your opponent is."

"Are you Lela's husband?"

Zayn smiled cynically.

"Never think of bothering my wife. Because I'll never let it."

Ammar, who now knew the man in front of him, brushed off Zayn's hand strongly while pushing him. Eventually, his clothes slipped from his hands.

Ammar laughs. He stared at Zayn's face sharply.

"It's amazing, you're so brave." Ammar applauded.

Zayn approached Ammar.

"Never think of bothering my wife or you will deal with me."

"This is my first warning. Don't let me give you a second warning." Zayn stared at Ammar's face.

Ammar laughed again.

"I'm not afraid to deal with you. That's what I'm looking for." Ammar pushed Zayn roughly.

Zayn continued to retreat because Ammar walked up to him with a pretentious, both of his sleeves he rolled up while continuing to look down on Zayn.

Ammar prepared to pull Zayn's shirt, but who would have thought if he lost quickly with his opponent. Zayn swiftly withdrew his hand and directly twisted it backwards.

Ammar, who is now crouching with his hands constantly twisted by Zayn, complained in pain.

"Should I cut off the hand that tortured my wife?" ask her while smiling.

Ammar did not answer, he just kept complaining, asking Zayn to let go of his hand.

"That's why you have to find out first who exactly is the enemy you want to face." Zayn let go of Ammar's hand violently.

Ammar was still grimacing in pain while holding his hand.

"This time I let you go" said Zayn before leaving the toilet and still grimacing Ammar.

"Bad!!". Ammar did not accept his defeat.

***

Lela continued to stare at the claw wound on her husband's hand, not bleeding but looking extremely painful as her skin was peeling off.

While Zayn focused on driving with his serious face, he kept remembering the incident where Ammar almost managed to meet Lela.

Zayn who was very furious reflex hit the wheel in front of him, making Lela shocked and immediately saw her husband.

Zayn immediately realized his mistake.

"sorry. I'm just pissed off. I work in the office a lot." Zayn.

"Could you please stop for a moment" said Lela glancing at her husband.

Zayn was astonished, but without asking much he obeyed his wife's wishes.

Lela took something in her bag, after which she looked at Zayn doubtfully.

Zayn simply fell silent in astonishment.

Lela ventured out her hand towards Zayn's. After that doubtfully but surely, she held her husband's hand.

Zayn was shocked to see his hand held by Lela. For the first time since they married, Zayn finally came into contact with his wife.

Lela placed the plaster on her injured husband's hand.

Zayn simply smiled happily with his flowery heart.

"Other times please be more careful."

Zayn nodded.