Cajaroh

I try to appease the anger of Fatimah

The final part of the previous episode.

That's what happened then sir/bus. Everything is against my will, even if it all happened as a result of my past actions. And now I leave it entirely to Fatimah. I accept whatever decision Fatimah makes. I realized that my sins were too great. Compared to Fatimah I am nothing and.....?"

Not finished talking stopped mother-in-law.

" that's enough...! Do not continue.we just wait for the decision of Fatimah later !" exclaimed my mother-in-law.

While in Fatimah's room, Khotimah was entertaining Fatimah.

" Fatim's brother who is patient, Khotimah knows that Fatim's heart must be injured" said Khotimah to calm Fatimah.

" Sir didn't expect Khot, it was like this. Why appear when mbak already love, even very love mas Yasin." exclaimed Fatimah.

"Yes mbak, patience mbak Khotimah know mbak must be very sad." entertain Khotimah.

"Mbak disappointed, why not from the beginning mas Yasin said. Maybe I won't be this disappointed" said Fatimah.

" Have there ever been a conversation ?" ask Khotimah.

Then Fatimah story, at the beginning of the beginning of his household life.

" Because we used to be, married without any love. The first and next night we don't touch each other despite sleeping in bed."

Fatimah opened the story.

" Long time mbak ngrasa many matches. And we're like any other couple. Ma'am is starting to feel bad for him. You start to feel love" said Fatimah.

" What about Mbak ?" ask Khotimah.

" Because I don't know his heart yet, I'm looking for an opportunity to ask. But difficult, at that time Yasin mas kayak the same mbak. Often out of the house, even at night more often in staying fishing. Than to accompany his wife. Although homework is also still assisted mas Yasin."

Then Khotimah asked deeper.

" I'm sorry ma'am, since when did mas Yasin start the same attention mbak Fatim ?" ask Khotimah heart.

" It wasn't long before Khot, since there was no chance to ask about his heart on mbak !" replied Fatimah.

" What's the story, then ?" khotimah.

Fatimah was silent for a moment, trying to recall the chronology of that time.

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...flashback...

Why don't I wake up, I haven't dhuhur.." I asked.

I opened my eyes.

" Lah kirain sleep exhausted dhuhur, was built did not wake up too. Until I pinch the pinch don't wake up. Yaudah I am her bobo. "I replied.

I smiled at my own smile, because I saw the mark on his neck I made earlier.

" Yaudah I pray dhuhur first." said my Husband.

Mas Yasinpun went to the bathroom, cleaned himself. Ah... This is my wife's fad, give me the mark on my neck...?

Worth a smile.

Finish the bath, change clothes take ablution directly pray dhuhur. wirid short then he called me.

" Would you eat cooking ? " yaseen asked me.

" Mom didn't cook sir, just bought it" I replied.

" Hayuuk here to eat, there's something I want to talk about ! " Call him to me.

" But I don't want to eat, still full.So buy chicken noodles at the stall." I replied.

" Here you go, pentiiing ! " Say Mas Yasin.

" hmmm yaaaaa. bentar "my answer while getting up.

Tumben ate it in Temenin, I whispered in my heart.

Yasin did not eat immediately, even though it was laper. Wait for me first, I'll be the day.

" Ambilin ate for me !" His love for me, after I sat down next to him.

" There is a wind what this is. arrived spoiled ask to be taken in everything. Usually they are not wanted. Watch out for getting flirty, huh !? " I said while taking food.

" Who's wrong, you start flirty first.. ?! " he said, it embarrassed me. Maybe he saw a mark on his neck in the shower.

I was silent for a while, holding my red cheek shy and a bated smile.

" Who's flirty, what's wrong ?" godaku's.

I answered rada rada nahan laughter.

" Ngapaiiin...? "ask him again.

" Who's job ? " ask my husband.

While showing her neck I love *stempel* while sleeping earlier.

" Dh, you don't know.. Who is it ?" I said pura.

" really.... Don't want to say.... ? "

exclaim my husband know pura angry or really angry, while glaring.

" Yes yes. It's just angry."

I pura ngambek.

" Yes it is obviously angry, why not when I realize you are doing it "Said he with a laugh, I just a shy smile holding back the laughter.

" Here ayuk eat a plate together, you like taking the porters of the building a portion. Take another spoon, or, you ask to be bribed ?"

The canda made me even more embarrassed and pinched her chest.

" Yeee.. really flirtatious ah now, yaudah mamah temenin. Mama aja who bribe papah "i said started spoiled.

After eating, Yasn told Fatimah. Telling from the incident was buried. About the dream my premonition was Abah and so on.

Suddenly I was silent, and I didn't feel my eyes were glassy. Yasin was confused by my attitude.

Maybe Yasin thinks what I'm talking about, responding to Abah's throes.

" Well, I'm afraid." I said.

with our original call before being married first.

" Come takuuuut..... When I left yesterday. Frequently heard the voice of a cry. shouted..." I said in my tears I started the story.

" Let's also dream, see Yasin dredged by creaturesq makhluq strange, scary. I don't want to be left behind. I'm afraid it's a bad feeling mas.." I said to mas Yasin.

I don't know what else I felt at the time.

" i..." Call my husband with the original call when he was not married.

" You don't have to worry, I'm fine. God willing, God is with us. This is Abah's job, so I must find Salim's kang immediately. Meanwhile, if you are afraid you can go back to Majenang first. Tomorrow I deliver, the kiosk issue just give mbak surti. "he said.

MasYasin was silent, probably not knowing when this would end.

" Yes, look at the situation, if it's safe you'll pick it up !" inexplicably.

" Mass.." I actually objected.

While I was sobbing I called him.

" What else ? " ask Yasin.

" May I ask, but I have to promise to answer honestly ? " i said to Yasin.

Mas Yasin was silent, a few moments did not answer. Until I ask again.

" Mass ! " just ask me one more time.

" Ogh yes... I promise, will not often wander the night to fish again." he said.

Makes Fatimah annoyed, not according to maxut questions.

" It's not a promise, I know it's your hobby. Want to promise to answer honestly....? " groans.

" I promise you, ask what the hell my dear "he said.

" Seriously this mas.don't joke "I said.

" Yes, I'm serious, baby. "

She spoke while hugging me, and Fatimah felt comfortable in her arms. But restraint does not respond.

" Mass... We used to marry without love...? Right now, is there just a little bit of love in your heart ? " Task Fatimah at Yasin.

Yasin stammered, not knowing what he was thinking at that time. Either Eis remembers her ex or does Fatimah not understand.

Or she still half-heartedly considers Fatimah as a wife. Or maybe still hoping for his old love, Fatimah became more confused with his attitude.

" Why mas diem do not want to answer, I just need an honest answer only if it is up to now I can not love Ftima. Tell me honestly, before the love that grew in my heart grew. I don't want to get sicker later.

If the love in my heart is complete I give it to you as my Husband, as my Imam. But in the middle of the road you let me down. For not a speck of your heart has love for me. No, pretend attention. Protecting me, but just want to send me back to my parents' house mas." said Fatimah angrily.

"Mass... How do you keep quiet ?" ask Fatimah because she is getting upset.

At that time Fatimah was really angry and let go of her injuries to go back to the room. Fatimah stood up and was about to walk away.

He came after me, and said.

" Fatimah my dear wife." Yasin spoke with all seriousness and looked me in the deep.

" Look into my eyes, so you can judge. Am I speaking truth or a lie or speaking between truth and a lie. I'm talking about it !" said.

I looked at him, hesitating a bit.

" Since I said the marriage contract. I Accepted the Marriage of Fatimah bint Abdul Hamid with mas Kawin a book of Nahwu Shorof paid Cash. From then on, I promised to love you, love you and protect you and be ready to be your Imam.

So a good husband for you, a good father for our children later. And since then I only want to carve one woman's name in my heart, you're Fatimah My wife....! " he said seriously.

Fatimah immediately cried haru, my hands were stiff straight down. Hugged him very tightly. I leaned my head against his chest, so that my sobs rhymed with his heartbeat.

" Mass.pardon imah, it's bad to think. But I don't want to be apart for long. Imah do not want, mas Yasin fought alone while imah just hide. Let the image stay with you wherever, wherever and whatever happens..." Fatimah said to Yasin.

Well then it was Yasin mas's turn to shed tears.

" i. imah... I'm your husband, I'm obligated to protect you. I don't want you why. I'm very grateful, and very happy by your side.

But if by my side it harms you, then while I ask you to stay at your parents' house first. Strengthen me by your prayers, do not suffocate me by your cries. Rivet my steps with your dzkir, don't block me with your longing. " She said to Fatimah.

To my surprise, my husband became suddenly poetic.

Until Fatimah wept more and more.

" It's Im.... What you want to hear you have heard. What do you want to know about my heart.You already know.Let's smile to be more sweet, let your husband is more and more love !" He said to Fatimah.

Suddenly I was so seduced that, then let go of his wound, and pinched his stomach.

" Iiiiiichhh nyebelin, just enjoy the romantic atmosphere of the bentar already incompetent... ?!!! " fatimah said to my husband Yasin.

...flashback off...

......................

Since then, I have felt cared for as a wife. I felt his affection. But now.....?" Fatimah was no longer able to speak, only crying.

Suddenly it rang, Khotimah exclaimed.

"Mbak telpun from mbak Isti, the friend of mbak Fatim !" khotimah.

Fatimah immediately lifted up.

" Ashalaamu 'alaikum Isti....! "

Say hello to Fatimah at once on Isti. Accompanied by loud cries.

" Wa 'alaikummussalam Fatimah my brother. Cry as much as you, Isti is ready to hear your cries. Isti already knows what happened Fatimah...!" answer me at telpun.

" So Isti also knew, my husband lied. Does she have a child ?" fatimah asked half-screaming.

" Your husband told me, apparently that's what you're maxing out your husband is still hiding something. Like when you told me that time it was Fat !" answer Isti.

" Why not say from the beginning, maybe Fatimah will not feel lied to. Why just now say it's Isti ?" Fatimah with her emotions.

" If you say that, then you haven't heard the full story of your husband, Fat ?" ask Isti.

" How maxed Isti is, you're my best friend. You're no longer defending my husband, are you ?" ask Fatimah curiously.

" No, I will not defend anyone Fat. I just want you guys to be okay. What needs to be known, your husband did not know long ago if the consequences of his actions first resulted in the birth of Sidiq." explained Isti to Fatimah.

" What....? How can that be Isti ?" exciting Fatimah.

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Sorry dear Readers, the continuation of this novel interspersed with revisions. To make it more comfortable to read, but without changing the content of the story.

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