CEO And Ustadzah Tomboy

Want to Calm

(Pov Arini)

Lately, Abie's attitude looks strange and suspicious, Actually suspicious of the husband should not, because it includes Su'udzon or prejudiced bad, and Su'udzon it is a sin, which can cause discomfort in the relationship and be conveyed what we presume will really happen, because speech is prayer that is what I often hear from the study of Dr.Aisyah Dahlan on youtube.

If you only listen to a theory, it is very easy, but to practice it is very difficult. And now my heart is in a dilemma, between this prejudice and this displeasure of seeing my Husband come home late.

After a long thought, I finally told Fania, the female driver, who had just been accepted by Abie specifically to support Me and Mama, to spy on My Husband, She followed where My Husband went after work, by riding a motorbike of course, if you ride in a car, I will definitely meet my husband, he I ask to use a mask and also a hat so that Abie does not suspect.

Initially Fania sent a photo or video of my husband entering the House of a woman, Fania also sent a video when Abie held a boy to buy ice cream, which was no less surprised, he said, the boy called my husband father.

It was true that my heart was broken to pieces and the clear thread in my eyes escaped just like that, when the boy called my husband Father. In the video, the boy looks so happy and my husband loves him so much.

"Why were you dishonest from the beginning if you already had a wife and children, did Opah not approve of your marriage, then why did you tell me you have never been married " I vent my anger on the pillow, I beat him to the brim until the bus came out.

When my Husband came home, for the time being I did not ask him and I just kept quiet disregarding him when He asked me for his rights, He seemed to understand my condition that was pregnant big , I cried with the reality I am facing right now.

Until this afternoon, when my Husband had not come home to make sure that He was going to the house of his wife and child, I decided to go somewhere to calm down first, I said, by writing on the piece of paper I had left to Bi Ana, I also went between Fania, but only at the end of the road, the rest I took an online motorcycle, so that my tracks would not be known to my husband, my husband, because right now I don't want to see it.

Actually I realize what I'm doing is wrong, get out of the House without permission The husband must not be in religion and the threat is cursed by an angel, I really understood that when my mom at the boarding school taught me that chapter. But for some reason at this time I am completely powerless to face all this, I want to be alone first, forgive Me O God.

In this hotel room, I want to calm myself down by thinking about what I'm going to do in front of her.

"Actually in a state of pregnancy, a woman should not be stressed and many thoughts such as ink, because it will have a bad effect on fetal development, But Umma even stress, forgive Umma yes dear" I said to my Son who was still in the womb, I elus-elus He with compassion and guilt.

Tit...

The bell in my room rang, must be the waiter. Ah, why are these nights there are servants, I lazily stepped open the door, because the bell was still ringing.

"Yes what's wrong?" I asked as soon as I opened the door, the first thing I saw when I opened the door was a flower, it was carried by someone dressed as a waiter.

"What are the gini nights?" Just pissed.

"There's a flowerbed and also this parcel for the mistress !" Said the waiter with a friendly smile while handing over a bouquet of flowers and a medium-sized bingikisan heart-shaped and made of red velvet, it looks like a jewelry box, but from whom.

"From who?" I asked again with a still upset tone.

"Owner of this Hotel." Answer her.

"But I can't take it, because I don't want to be a slander, Take it again, tell him, here I'm just staying tonight, I do not know him but have dared to give a gift "immediately I close the door rudely, the intention of the heart wants to find calm, instead disturbed the hotel owner, huft...

The bell rang again, This time I want to scold the waiter so as not to bother me anymore.

"I've told you Don't bother me,!" I said as I opened the door, but it seems that this person is not the waitress, his face is covered with flowers, and his clothes are made from a black suit, is it possible that he is the owner of this hotel?

"May I come in ?" I gasped, his voice so familiar.

"Abie.."When I turned up the flower that covered his face, it's true He's my husband, I'm going in right away and I'm going to close the door but hold it by his shoes.

"Abie.let me alone first. I didn't want to see Abie's face" I said, while my husband went straight into the hotel room even though I didn't allow it.

"If you're angry with your husband, don't go straight away so dong, Nusyuz is his name, let alone you are pregnant like this," I was silent when my husband said that.

"Why come here ? " i said ketus.

"I want to accompany my son, pity him if his Ummah is angry" he said, stroking my stomach.

"What do you do, isn't Abie already with Abie's son ?" I shook my head and turned away from her who was also sitting on the edge of the bed in this hotel room.

"Dear, forgive me for being dishonest from the beginning, if only I were honest, surely you would not misunderstand me like this "I cried hearing those words.

"Yes, why didn't Abie come out right from the beginning if Abie already had a wife and child, why ?"I beat his shoulder, which was sitting next to me.

"Ha ha ha..do you misunderstand me !" Uh, she laughed when I cried, I hit her with a pillow.

"Get out of here, I don't want to see you, I'm crying, I'm sad, Abie's laughing 'cause I hate Abie, I hate 'em !" I'm really getting mad at him.

"Honey.please your heart, and listen to me carefully, do not kdrt like this, Umma forgot, if Umma is a martial arts master, so this pillow can also be able to hurt me.

"Abie hurt me !" My husband put his index finger on my lips, so I can't talk.More.

"Where do you know Abie has another wife and another child,?" My husband asked but I started sulking, and I brushed off his hand .

"Don't touch me !"I said as he tried to hold his hand.

"His name is Zidan, the boy you think my son is the son of my late friend, but since this afternoon he who was an orphan, turned into an orphan" I was surprised to hear the words of my husband, my husband, until my anger at her fades.

"Try Abie explain from the beginning !"I asked him, out of curiosity.

"At first, I accidentally hit a woman named Zahra, but I immediately took her to the hospital, so that her legs could not walk, and it turned out that She had an orphan, the first time I saw the boy, my heart loved him so much that we were close and He called me Father, I told people to take care of him and take care of him as long as He was paralyzed.

And I used to visit him a lot because I wanted to see his legs and meet Zidan, but Zahra breathed her last because she fell in the bathroom, because the man I told to take care of was with me for the handover of waqf land, and at that time only I knew, it turned out Zidan was my friend who turned out to be dead, if you don't believe what I'm saying, I'll take you to both of them's graves. And I also decided to take care of Zidan being our foster child, He's now at Home, sleeping with Mama "

Hearing my husband's explanation, my heart was angry, immediately felt sorry for Zidan's fate and felt proud of my husband who loved orphans.

"I'm sorry for misunderstanding Abie" I ran into her arms, and He greeted her affectionately.

"I'm sorry Abie wasn't so forthright from the start" and we were dissolved in a love that seemed to grow even more.