Don't Blame Me for Seizing Your Husband

05. JSAM

"Why did you come here?"

Nasya flinched when he heard the cold voice from Gadhing. Without replying, he got up to Gadhing and grabbed his hand and kissed Gadhing's back, hail of reverence.

"Assalamualaikum, my dear."

Gadhing clucked. "Waalaikumsalam," he replied and sat on the sofa as well as Nasya.

"Mas. I brought lunch for us" said Nasya prepared to hear a rejection from Gadhing.

"Not to bother. Because you want to be as hard as you can still not change my hatred for you, Nasyama."

Nasya opened the bushel he was carrying and took an empty bushel and filled with vegetables and side dishes that he had brought.

"Love me or hate me, both benefit me. If you love me, I will always be in your heart. If you hate me, I will always be on your mind!" said Nasya smiling as he offered a rantang that had been filled for Gadhing.

Gadhing was silent after hearing Nasya's words because he lost a landslide. He also received the food he ate.

"I'm masakin sauteed potatoes minced meat and fried puffer fish. Her drink is avocado juice. These foods and drinks are good for hypertensive Mas" Nasyakenudian chirped shut his mouth because of leprosy.

Gadhing stopped the bribe. "So you said I have hypertension? What makes me hypertensive is you, Nasyama. Is it not enough to hate me all this time until you add to my hatred with you being my second wife and snatch the happiness of your own best friend?" be barnaceous.

Nasya. Got a loud speech or anger Gadhing behind Mother Fadia was used even though she still felt the same pain.

"Istighfar, Mother. Not good suudzon same wife!" said Nasya made Gadhing continue his meal.

Nasya offered avocado juice as Gadhing was about to reach for the bottle containing the juice.

"Eat," said Gadhing with a flat face.

Nasya smile. This is what made him fall in love with Gadhing even more. Her husband had always said he hated her but there was one side of Gadhing's attitude towards her turned into attention even with a sharp and flat face like just now.

"Don't you cook me?" tanya Nasya put food into her mouth after praying.

Gadhing glanced at Nasya and continued eating again. "It's not as good as Mother's cooking," he muttered, which was still heard by Nasya.

Nasya clucked while taking the potato stir-fry back. "What the hell, Mas? if that's what I know. You must still remember the brownies made by Mother that are second to none. I made according to the recipe and the practice step by step according to Mother's instructions. But still it feels good Mother," Aduh Nasya who was always telling Gadhing.

Until now Nasya did not understand how Gadhing to him. Her husband always said hate but also attention and always let her come to complain to Gadhing.

"But the brownies made by Daffa are more delicious than your own," said Gadhing ketus then took a little rice.

Nasya clucked by seeing Gadhing eat voraciously. "Say my cooking is not good," ledek Nasya.

"Be quiet or Mas will spit out this food. And no one said your food wasn't good. Just saying it's not as good as Mother's cooking."

Finally, Nasya remained silent. His heart was so grateful behind Gadhing's hatred, it always appreciated his kindness.

Yes, Gadhing and Nasya are taught to appreciate any kind of kindness from someone even though in our hearts we hate that person.

We never know who needs help the next day.

"My husband, may all the sweat and sweat droplets that you put out in your struggle to make a living for us, always be blessed and avenged by heaven."

Gadhing stared at Nasya intensely. "Go home. Careful streets. Don't make trouble with Noni" Gadhing said and agreed with Nasya.

After Nasya kissed the back of Gadhing's hand with reverence, was about to leave but his steps stopped when he heard Gadhing's words again heartbreaking.

"You should remember Nasyama. I will never give you love. My love is only for Noni. I'm good to you just because of Mommy."

"Therefore because of that. I open the door of your heart with Al-Fatiha, until Az-Zalzalah shakes, because I know your heart is not as strong as Al-Hadid, but as soft as Ar-Rahman," Nasha explained, leaving Gadhing stunned.

Nasya smiled and walked out of Gadhing's study after saying hello.

Gadhing rubbed his face violently. His position was all wrong from the beginning when it came to Nasya. One corner of his heart hated his half-cousin but there was a promise to be kept.

"You're making me dizzy, Nasyama."

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Upon arriving outdoors, Nasya's phone rang making him pick up the flat object in his tote bag.

"Hallo, assalamualaikum."

"Vaalaikumsalam. Nasya, it's me Dimas."

Silent. Nasya was silent for a moment. After all, the man had hurt her.

"Nasya, I'm sick and want to see you!"

Nasya. "Innalady. So how's Mom doing now, mom? I'll be in Malang then."

"Don't. Today I will be taken to the Hospital where Gadhing works."

Nasya nodded even though Dimas did not see. "alright. I'll just look at Mom here" Nasya said and the call ended after the greeting.

Nasya returns home to find Noni eating her cooking. He did not criticize anything from Noni who insinuated him.

"Great yes, the husband works outside!" sindir Noni makes Nasya stop his steps.

Nasya frowned then shook his head, stepping back into the room without responding to the insinuations from Noni.

If Noni knew that Nasya had spent a lot of time with Gadhing, she would have been furious.

Entering the room, Nasya cleans up. "I forgot to use deodorant?" his eyes bulged and then kissed the smooth white armpits without growing fine hairs.

"Come on."

Try to clean up, Nasya sleeps for a while because since just arrived from Malang, there has been no rest.

Two hours passed, Nasya was awakened by the ringing of his cell phone on the nightstand.

"Waalaikumsalam," he said in a hoarse voice.

"Sorry disturb. I've been transferred to the hospital, yes. Mom is waiting for you. Right now, I still don't want to meet you."

Nasya's eyes opened perfectly. "I'll be there soon, just relax. I'll persuade you to understand" Helaan's breath sounded. He was so close to Mother Surti certainly knew for sure the former future mother-in-law was so disappointed over the cancellation of their marriage.

He also stepped down from the bed to prepare. Out of the house then took his motorcycle which had just arrived while still asleep earlier.

After wearing a helmet, the motorcycle is driven at medium speed. It does not take long to get to the Hospital because the distance is not far.

When he was in the motorcycle parking lot, Nasya opened the helmet and repaired his instant hijab, then went into the hospital room of Ms. Surti who had been told Dimas before.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am."

"Waalaikumsalam, Yes. Maafin Mommy," Surti's cries broke in Nasya's arms.