Don't Blame Me for Seizing Your Husband

126. JSAMS

Establishing LDR or long-distance relationships can be regarded as not easy. Especially if you are a person who is less able to resist longing when distance and time separate.

Missing someone we love is a natural thing for everyone. This longing and kangen will generally get bigger and stronger when we can not meet him at any time as we want.

The days passed Gadhing as before Nasya was present again. He was busy working and taking care of the kids. Occasionally visit the Cintarasa Restaurant to see the state of business of the wife.

Don't ask how Dena told Gadhing. The woman kept looking for ways to get close to her. However, he did not want to disappoint Nasya so he never cared about Dena. Lucky there is still Dika who always takes care of the Dena.

"Assalamualaikum, dear."

Gadhing smiled at the screen of the phone that showed Nasya looking very beautiful with white and black hijab.

"Vaalaikumsalam, mas. Already awake?" Nasya seemed to be eating in a room.

Gadhing tilted his body with a cell phone a few miles in front of his face. "Already from earlier. Just waiting for your lunch time. Uh! mas kangen your cooking," complained Gadhing who still wants to be lazy in bed.

Time difference between Indonesia and Germany 6 hours. Of course Nasha's there it's lunch time. Gadhing was still in bed as he was returning home after dawn from the Hospital.

Nasya chuckled across there. "Patience, yes. I haven't stayed in a month either. I'm waiting for Rispan, his wife, and his son to move here."

Gadhing nodded in understanding and let Nasya eat first while looking at his wife's pretty face.

"It feels like I want to eat" chirped Gadhing made Nasha turn to look at him.

"Eat, mas. Soon it's time for breakfast" Nasya said.

"Mas wants to eat you," muttered Gadhing who made Nasya smile.

"Patience, yes. Remember that! keep your eyes, don't get close to the non-muhrim, and don't confide in anything with the opposite sex."

Gadhing nodded surely. "Yes, I'm going to take a shower. Take the school kids. Assalamualaikum, dear."

Nasya nodded, "waalaikumsalam, mas."

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Nasya smiled after the video call was dead. It's been almost a month that they've been far apart. He felt like a young man back because of this.

"Assalamualaikum," said a man entering the room that Nasya was currently in.

Actually Nasya was having lunch at an Asian restaurant and he had reserved a private room because after lunch, he would meet with his business partner. A man of Turkish descent, Murad Pasa.

Pasha was a Turkish noble title and was one of the highest titles in pre-republic Egypt.

"Waalaikumsalam, Mr."

Nasya stood while cupping both hands in front of the chest welcoming Murad's arrival.

Murad is a 39-year-old widower. The two have been working together for the past two years.

"Call me Murad, Nasya!" murad's Protest in English.

Nasya smiled seeing Murad always say the same sentence when he called the man as Mr.

"All right."

For a long time they talked about work and there was no more awkwardness because the relationship was long. Even Murad had met with the two Nasya children several times.

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"Let me drive back" said Murad without feeling it was already afternoon.

"Don't bother, Murad. I can go home by myself," Nasya subtly refused.

"Come on. You always have been. I was so afraid to kidnap," said Murad, sad because it was very rare for Nasya to be invited to ride in a car together.

"But ..,"

Murad shakes. "Don't turn me down, Nasya. I know your car's on service, right?"

Nasya let out a long breath. "All right."

Murad smiled happily to hear that then the two got into the car.