
After dawn, Ashifa rushed straight to Devan's room. Today is the day that awaits after the long wait to meet the husband.
Shackling longing often makes him feel tightness that settles in the chest. Only worshiping Allah and the photo of Fadhil became medicine when he was troubled to think of the man.
"What's wrong?" devan asked, opening the door to his room. He still wears a sarong and a cocoa shirt.
"Take me to pick up Brother Fadhil, today he's home."
Devan furrowed his brows, he looked at the clock that was stuck to the wall and then looked at Raisya who was still sitting on the prayer mat. The atmosphere outside the room was also still very quiet, the children had not been awake. Mother and Father also did not come out of his room, but Asyifa was already excited.
Devan smiled and stroked Ashifa's head wrapped in a navy hijab, it was a uniform for the wives to welcome her newly arrived husband from duty.
"Fadhil said it was eight, while it was only five, better breakfast first" Devan said.
Asyifa stomped her feet and stroked her bulging stomach, she deliberately wore a loose robe to cover her increasingly full body.
Seeing his sister who seemed upset, Devan invited him in and sat him on the edge of the bed.
"Did Fadhil know you were pregnant?" tanya Devan tidied up Raisya's face.
"Not yet, so I want a surprise."
Raisya stood up and approached Syifa who looked sullen. He sat by her side and grabbed her sister-in-law's shoulder.
"Later on, we'll pick up Fadhil together, but after breakfast, now you better prepare something that impresses Fadhil."
"Already, Brother. I want us to leave now, I don't want to be late."
"All right, all right."
Forced Devan to get ready to comply with his sister's request.
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Devan ate the provisions he brought, while Asyifa continued to look towards the entrance of the airport while receiving a bribe from her brother. The street lights were still on, although the dark sky was starting to fade, the atmosphere was still a little quiet, some people wearing clothes like Asyifa started to arrive, including Maura who got news from Devan.
"Sister.." Asyifa hugged her sister-in-law.
"The next time Fadhil comes, he'll be happy to hear about your pregnancy."
Asyifa nodded, she had indeed made a compromise with the other family to keep her pregnancy a secret, even from them never mentioned it if they got a call from Fadhil.
The sunlight began to shine, Asyifa grew more impatient, her face agitated as she stared at the clock that was coiled in her hands.
The sound of the plane landing, and this is the third time during Asyifa was at the airport. His heart was beating so hard, sweat started pouring out. She was convinced that this was the plane her husband was boarding.
Seconds by second he was always counting, his eyes were not sidetracked from the entrance. Neither Fadhil nor the other troops have been seen, but Asyifa has shed tears, this is the first time she picked up Fadhil after becoming her husband, and it made her stubborn.
From a distance, two men wearing official uniforms came out of the airport. He is Fadhil and Azka, the older brother. However, Ashifa hid behind a car.
Maura and her youngest daughter immediately hugged Azka, while her eldest son went to college outside the city and could not come to pick up his father. Fadhil hugged Devan tightly.
His happy face now turned dim when he did not find his wife there.
Asyifa did not come to pick me up, but the person I miss the most is her.
Devan patted Fadhil on the shoulder, he saw clearly the change in the man's face. Despite not asking, Fadhil was very disappointed with Ashifa's absence.
"We go straight home, see you," said Azka to the sister who walked towards Devan's car.
Almost opening the car door, the sound from behind made Fadhil fixated.
That's the voice of Ashifa.
Fadhil ran to Ashifa. Without a cue he lifted the girl's body and twisted it.
"Sister down, I'm ashamed" said Asyifa who was aware of being the center of everyone's attention. In fact, some of Fadhil's friends whistled at the affection of the two.
Fadhil lowered him and kissed the woman on the forehead and hugged her tenuous, as Asyifa's hand held Fadhil's chest that dropped by on her body.
"You're getting fatter, eating anything when I'm gone?" goda Fadhil chained Asyifa's chin.
"What I eat, and it seems that from now on I will eat even more."
The two let go of longing, and again made Devan who was waiting very bored.
"Darling, are you tired?" tanya Devan stroked the already bloated belly of Raisya.
Raisya shook his head, "Patience, dear. Must pay attention to om and aunt who are dating."
Devan opened his seat belt again and then kissed both cheeks Raisya alternately.
"Thank you for expecting our child again."
Fadhil and Asyifa arrived, both of them went straight in and sat in the backseat.
Upon arrival at home, Fadhil immediately met his mother and father. After that followed Ashifa who had gone to the room first. Besides being tired, he also wants to spend his time alone with his beloved wife.
Fadhil opened the door of the room to Ashifa who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I have something for sister?" Asyifa thrust out a medium-sized box.
"What's this?" asked Fadhil enthusiastically, he received the box and turned it around.
"Just open it" pinta Asyifa spoiled.
"It's not a bomb, is it?" tanya Fadhil teases.
"Not dong" replied Asyifa who rested her head on Fadhil's shoulders.
Already three boxes Fadhil open, he has not found anything until the box he opened was getting smaller.
"Darling, really small coke, lest the contents of my shirt buttons loose."
Asyifa chuckled, he pinched Fadhil's waist to make the empress grimace.
Fadhil again opened the box seriously, after throwing the lid, he took the folds of paper inside.
"It's not a divorce warrant, is it, baby?" fadhil asked probing, his chest rumbling violently as he began to unfold it.
"Not, just read it!"
Fadhil read the top, then saw a hospital logo emblazoned on the right corner.
Fadhil read his writing back until, like,
From the results of a careful examination, Adinda Asyifa Rahardjo tested positive for pregnancy.
Fadhil was wide-eyed, he repeated his reading again, after it was clear enough that he immediately embraced Ashifa with tears.
O God, thank You for all that You have given.
A kiss landed on Ashifa's face accompanied by a thank you for the favors and gifts he received.