Behind the Veil (Aisha)

Wh-wh-what for?

Ammar smiles cynically when he sees Zayn's biodata which Meisya once gave him but never saw. His eyes focused on the two words 'Black belt' in taekwondo martial arts that turned out to be mastered by Zayn.

Ammar threw the paper in annoyance. He paused for a moment while resting his body on the back of the chair.

A moment later he smiled. No matter how strong and clever Lela's husband was fighting, Zayn was still not his main target. Ammar will remain focused on Lela and her plans. His ex-wife will never be protected by her husband, there are times and times when Lela will be separated from Zayn's protection and then she will go in for the sake of making Lela's mental and mental disintegrate into pieces.

Ammar smiles. Enough to drive Lela crazy, she felt that she had defeated the man. His frustration at having been rendered helpless yesterday will pay off by looking at the destruction of their household.

Ammar then thought how to get to Lela again, while now standing up and walking back and forth he kept thinking of ways so that he could meet his ex-wife who is now definitely guarded more tightly by her husband.

He then remembered Meisya. That fellow conspire must have had an idea so that he could meet Lela. He then intends to return to meet Meisya after the plan to visit him yesterday failed.

***

"Honey. Your friend wants to see you." Dwi looked at her daughter who had been daydreaming with a blank look.

"Do you want to see him?" ask Dwi gently.

Meisya did not respond. He kept quiet.

Dwi held tightness in her chest, looking at her daughter's unfavorable state.

"Whose friend? What's his office friend?" Meisya's father asked his wife.

"I don't know. His name is Ammar if it's not wrong."

Hearing Ammar's name, Meisya seemed immediately awakened. His eyes immediately glazed over.

"Tell him inside" he said, seeing his mother.

Dwi and her husband were shocked by her daughter's response after hearing her friend's name.

"Well, son." Dwi walked straight to the door.

Before long Ammar entered with his radiant face, he immediately approached Meisya and asked her how he was doing.

"Dad. Mother. Can you please leave us both?" Meisya saw both her parents.

Although astonished, both of them obeyed the wishes of the princess.

"How are you doing?" asked Ammar again asked after now only the two of them were left.

Meisya looked at Ammar's face with her red, teary eyes.

"Stop!"

Ammar was stunned not understanding.

"Stop. Don't bother your ex-wife anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't bother him anymore. He's suffered so much."

Ammar frowned.

"What happened to you?" tanyanya.

"What happened to me is exactly what happened to your ex-wife."

Ammar.

"So please stop."

Ammar suddenly smiled. He looked all over Meisya's wounded body, indeed it was exactly the way Lela was. But for him it was still different. As a husband he felt entitled to do the act to his own wife, but what happened to Meisya at this time, it was an act of crime because someone else did it.

"No. I will continue with my plan even if not with your support."

Meisya shook her head.

"Don't or you'll regret."

"Repent?" ask Ammar while laughing.

"Beware of Allah SWT's reply. What happened to me is karma for what I made of Lela."

Ammar laughed out loud.

"I warned you."

"Thank you for the warning." Ammar smiles.

"I just want you to know that I won't stop. I will continue my plan with or without your support."

Ammar then left the room leaving Meisya who was now crying sadly. Feeling very sorry for having paved the way for Ammar to hurt Lela. Guilt was also now stirring in his heart. Why yesterday he could think so badly of wanting to hurt Lela that she never hurt him or did anything wrong to him. Meisya cried with regret.

***

Next day.

Lela pensively folded her clothes and her husband to put in the closet. She is then shocked by her husband Zayn who just came out of the bathroom already with his work clothes. Lela immediately pretended to be busy with her work.

Zayn then prepared himself to go to the office. Put some files in his briefcase, but then he felt if there was less.

"It looks like one of my important files left behind in the apartment "Zayn saw his wife folding clothes.

"Oh yeah?" Lela stood up to her husband.

"Tomorrow the file is needed. Looks like tonight after work I'll go home to the apartment to get it." Zayn was busy putting a few more maps in his bag.

Lela who saw instead focused on the plaster that yesterday was affixed by her was still stuck in Zayn's hand.

She took something, then went back to her husband.

Zayn who was ready with his bag was astonished, seeing Lela standing before him.

"Let's see your hand." Lela opened a new plaster in her hand.

Zayn immediately looked at his hand which was plastered.

She smiles. Directly thrust his hand at the wife with pleasure.

Lela held her husband's hand. It was cold because I had just finished a shower. Unexpectedly Zayn suddenly clasped his wife's hand tightly, making Lela startled and instantly look at her face.

"Your hands are soft. It's also warm" Zayn said with a smile.

Lela looked down nervously. Because her husband clasped her hand.

He then removed the old plaster and replaced it with a new one with just one hand.

Until Zayn finished holding his wife's hand tightly, as if he did not want to let go.

Lela looked at her husband's face, asking him to let go.

Zayn smiled, slowly releasing his hand.

A few moments later.

Lela and Zayn who had just exited the room were stunned to see Alvian who was about to go to work saying goodbye to his wife. Alvian kissed Aisha's forehead lovingly, after which she kissed the wife's distended stomach while rubbing it slowly.

Aisha kissed her husband's hand, but instead of leaving. Alvian hugged and kissed his wife. He would even reveal his wife's veil to kiss Aisha's lips. Not realizing that there were two pairs of eyes watching them from a distance.

Seeing that Lela and Zayn hurriedly went back inside the room. Both of them then stood behind the door that had been closed slowly.

For a while the two remained standing clumsyly without speaking to each other.

"It looks like it has," said Lela, holding the doorknob.

"Don't just." Zayn held his wife to come out. To make him reflex to hold his wife's hand on the doorknob.

The two looked at each other in shock.

Lela immediately let go of her hand. He's looking embarrassed.

"Awhile more. Usually men take a long time to do that" said Zayn, who was nervous about the origin.

Lela immediately raised her head while frowning her forehead.

"For that?" tanyanya saw the husband.

Zayn was immediately confused by his own talk.