Don't Blame Me for Seizing Your Husband

08. JSAMS

Noni found out that Nasya for a few days did not come to the Cintarasa Restaurant but took care of Mother Surti. An idea to influence Gadhing.

"Mas."

"Yes, what's wrong?" ask Gadhing who just finished reading the bookkeeping and buying and selling cows that are in malang.

"Why can't Nasya get angry taking care of Surti's mother and still be in touch?" noni's fishing rod instantly made Gadhing turn his head towards her.

"What do you mean?" ask Gadhing who is actually possessive of Nasya behind his hatred.

"Then I saw Nasya being alone in the cafe."

Gadhing without answering directly out of the room to the back room where Nasya's room was. Noni smiled triumphantly as she easily provoked Gadhing to hate Nasya even more.

Nasya who happened to be on the phone with Mother Fadia was shocked when her bedroom door was opened violently.

Nasya turned to the door to see who the impolite perpetrator was, he thought. When she wanted to protest, she was shocked because the perpetrator was her husband.

He also disconnected the phone after saying goodbye and said hello to Mother Fadia.

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In Malang, Mother Fadia became anxious after Nasya suddenly parted in a nervous voice. He knew that Nasya was in trouble.

"Why you?" asked Buya Niko approaching, sitting next to Mother Fadia.

Mother Fadia looked at her phone. "I feel Nasya is in trouble, Mas. I heard a loud voice and Nasya looked nervous as she told me."

Buya Niko rubbed Mother Fadia's arm. "We wish that it was just your feeling."

Mother Fadia just nodded resignedly even though in her heart was not calm.

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"Mas" he said softly.

Gadhing did not budge, closed the door and approached Nasya with giddy eyes. "Where have you been today?" sentak Gadhing made Nasya aghast.

"I'm today at the Hospital, the Dinner House, and the Cafe, mas."

Gadhing smiled tilted increasingly tightened the grip on Nasya's hand. For him, the cafe that Nasya said was a meeting place with Dimas as Noni said.

"You're accusing Noni of having an affair with Dimas while you're still in touch with your ex-husband. Can't you keep your marwah as a wife?" sentak Gadhing's.

Nasya grimaced trying to release Gadhing's hand. Her eyes were already teary because it was the first time she was treated harshly to her husband. All this time, even though Gadhing always hated her never touched even rude like this.

"Sa-sick mas," Nasya's great-grandson looked at Gadhing. Instantly, the grip also slipped.

Nasya held the former grip earlier. Didn't know Gadhing would be rude to her.

"I met with Mas Dimas because I had to discuss the Cintarasa Restaurant which had been transferred on his behalf. I also know that now a wife chooses to meet at the Cafe. It is better to ask well before going rough like gini. Go, mas. Tonight is not my turn to be in my room. Mas angry like this is already like a husband who is jealous," pressed Nasya did not want to look at Gadhing.

Gadhing clenched his hands tightly. Without saying any more, he left Nasya's room which still left anger in his heart.

"Mas," called Noni in a haunting voice.

Gadhing forced a smile. Of course know if his wife wants to ask for an inner living.

Opened the t-shirt and they did a husband and wife relationship that night with the state of Gadhing's heart that was still not calm.

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In Nasha's room, sitting on the floor. He had just come from the living room and accidentally heard the sounds of Gadhing and Noni's pleasures.

Closed his mouth so that the sound of crying is not heard out. As much energy to calm the heart even though it can not.

Nasya got up, went into the bathroom. Seen her disheveled face. "Astaghfirullah, your face Nasyama!" pekik Nasha.

"Your name is Nasyama Khadijah Putri but your fate is like Aisyah. None other than you, your husband's wife. But I hope your love story is as sweet as the love story of the Prophet and Aisha."

Stared in his face from the mirror. Then flicked his fingers by saying a Nasyama-style spell. "Nasyama is beautiful, smile and come back to life. A beautiful day awaits you" he said as he smiled again.

Open the hijab, then wash your face and then come out of the bathroom. After that, Nasya wants to go to the kitchen again to make chocolate milk because of the habit of drinking it before going to bed.

When in front of the door, before opening it, Nasya let out a heavy sigh. Lucky if you want to go to the kitchen, the room does not pass Gadhing and Noni's room.

He walked leisurely because every room was dark because the lights were turned off. Her steps slowed when she heard a noise from the kitchen.

Nasya, who had visited Gadhing's house several times before marriage, already knew where the switch was like this kitchen switch.

Nasya looked at who the person who had made a fuss in the kitchen was. Instantly it also swallowed saliva it was like swallowing a round meatball without chewing it first.

So did the troublemaker, Gadhing. He deliberately kept the kitchen lights out because he did not want to disturb his two wives.

Earlier, after giving an inner living to Noni, Gadhing chose to go to the kitchen after taking a junub bath. Not usually like this because throughout the process of giving a living the mind was still feeling unsettled due to his debate with Nasya.

He made coffee and chocolate milk for Nasya because he knew the habits of his second wife. Before marriage, from Nasya little who made chocolate milk before going to bed is Gadhing. But since he was married, never again make it because of different places to live.

Gadhing often watched Nasya even under the pretext of being forced to tell Mother Fadia and always expressed hatred for Nasya.

While stirring the chocolate milk, Gadhing realized his actions immediately stopped stirring the milk. Suddenly he was annoyed at himself so that he slammed the spoon that was still in his hands.

And that was when Nasha heard a commotion from the kitchen.

The light had been on, Nasha frowned looking at the two glasses on the table facing Gadhing filled with milk and coffee.

Nasya approached Gadhing and sat down, sipping the glass filled with chocolate milk. "Enak. It still feels the same. Thanks, mas."

Gadhing clucked and sat across from Nasha. Sipping coffee while stealing a look at Nasya who was also busy sipping his artificial chocolate milk.

But that's not what caught his attention. Long hair that fails to focus. The last time I saw Nasya's hair when his young wife was twelve years old was more precisely good grade SD.

His heart continued to say something because his Junior suddenly woke up just looking at Nasya's smooth neck.

"Tomorrow, keep your hijab on."