
Inside the room, zhivana had just woken up. Apparently it was late afternoon, looking beside the bed turned out her husband was not there.
"Arrsyad where, he."
Zhivana inched down from the bed, wearing a thick towel while picking up clothes thrown by the arrsyad on the floor.
"Udah woke up" asked the arrsyad who was suddenly behind the zhivana.
"Mas, where are you from" asked zhivana as she put down the dirty clothes.
Arrsyad laid his body in bed, his whole body hurt, especially in the legs.
"I'm tired, brother Luchia's request cravings to make me tormented. My body hurts all." Arrsyad.
"I take a shower first, finish my shower."
Arrsyad nodded after his wife entered the bathroom. Arrsyad took zhivana's cell phone.
The zhivana phone lit up, showing photos of the zhivana and arrsyad hugging each other while smiling happily towards the camera.
In the middle of playing zhivana's cell phone, suddenly there was an incoming message from an unknown number. Curiosity told him to open the message.
"Allalamaic, zhivana. How are you doing? Oh yes zhi, can not tomorrow you go home. My brother wants to see you, he misses you, she said."
Arrsyad's mind was immediately fixed on azwar, how is this? Whether he should let zhivana go there alone, considering tomorrow arrsyad there is a business meeting with colleagues of the company's top brass. The meeting cannot be left out.
Jealousy again felt, the sense of not wanting to lose zhivana back to haunt. For some reason arrsyad thought, azwar wants to return to have zhivana.
"Zhivana, mine."
But he must not be selfish, kasian kiai husen longs for zhivana. Remember it was the young man who became his guardian zhivana.
The bathroom door opened, and zhivana was fully dressed, leaving her long black hair wet.
"I want to talk to Reno first." Said the arrsyad while leaving without turning, do not forget the handpone belonging to zhivana was brought.
Zhivana agreed, then combed her hair.
"Suddenly I miss umi aisyah and abi husen."
In Reno's workspace, arrsyad was telling the message and purpose of azwar. Reno listened carefully, she could tell that her sister was jealous.
"I have to how."
Reno rolled her eyeballs.
"That's all dizzy, just go there. What's wrong, anyway. The one who misses kiai husen is not azwar. Ribet you"
"Astagfirullah brother, I know that too. But still, if zhivana there will definitely meet ustadz azwar. I don't want him to meet zhivana. Jealous of me."
"Zhivana is yours, she's your legal wife. So you calm down, pity me and kiai husen he misses zhivana. Let him go."
Started thinking for a moment then stared at reno for a moment. True, he was too selfish and jealous. After all, who miss kiai husen is not ustadz azwar. Moreover, zhivana is now his legal wife, anyone who touches his wife's little arrsyad will take him until it runs out.
"Presedir mah is free."
Arrsyad smiled in his daydream, making reno shudder in horror. His sister even smiled to herself.
"Saking her jealousy, so stressed."
***
After dinner was over, luchia and reno went straight to the room. The pregnancy of the growing luchia, making him tired quickly.
Zhivana, who was doing the dishes, suddenly had a pair of hands wrapped around her waist.
"Astagfirullahal'adzim, mas." Zhivana was surprised.
Arrsyad chuckled, hugging his wife from behind like this has become commonplace every day.
"Daddy, I want to talk to you right now." He said while kissing the left cheek of zhivana covered in a veil.
"Speak aja."
"Ustadz azwar sent a message to your handpone this afternoon, he said Kiai husen misses you, tomorrow you have to go to his house."
Dishwashing activities suddenly stopped, zhivana. The fear of the arrsyad jealous and angry like that time made him hesitate to go to the house of kiai husen, especially later there will be azwar.
With doubt, zhivana. Inquired.
Arrsyad smiled then washed the hands of the zhivana filled with soap foam. Reversing the body of the zhivana while gently stroking the cheek of the zhivana.
"Go, I'm not angry. I'm too possessive of you, baby."
Cup
One sweet peck landed on the forehead, zhivana smiled happily hearing him. There is a feeling of relief, finally the longing for the umi aisyah and abi husen can be channeled.
"But if I meet ustadz azwar. Mas, not angry."
Arrsyad.
Zhivana looked at the arrsyad doubtfully.
"But, mas."
Arrsyad held both shoulders of zhivana.
"Listen, ustadz azwar is your past, while I am your husband now and forever. Dek, I love you so much, you used to find it so hard. It took a great struggle to get to the stage as it is now. So the point is we trust each other, yeah. Dear."
***
Today, where zhivana is going to kiai husen's house. Arrsyad's been away from work since two hours ago. Zhivana's been dressed up.
"Where are you going" asked Luchia when she saw that zhivana was walking out the door.
Zhivana turned her head, then approached luchia.
"I want to go to abi husen's house, he says he wants to meet."
After a little talk and farewell to Luchia, zhivana set off to be escorted by the driver.
Upon arriving in front of the house kiai husen, zhivana asked the driver for help to bring souvenirs into the house.
"I haven't been here in a long time."
"Assalamualaik." Said zhivana, knocking on the door.
No wait for long, the door opened. Seen, umi aisyah and kiai husen who like already know the arrival of zhivana.
"Vaalaikumsalam, my god. Zhivana you're here, son." Speak with pleasure umi Aisyah.
The two hugged each other, releasing the longing from a long time no see. Zhivana was immediately invited to enter the house, the three chatted while asking each other news.
"Your husband how zhivana. Is he nice to you." Ask kiai husen.
"Alhamdulillah, the arrshad is always good and thank God he is a good priest for me."
Two hours of zhivana at home kiai husen, zhivana also had time to go around the boarding school, eating together while talking ria turned out to be very comfortable. The figure of both parents feels there on kiai husen and umi aisyah.
"In the meantime, adzan dzuhur, I have to go home first." Said zhivana who was already in the house.
Umi Aisyah hugged zhivana, her sobs sounded.
"Take care of yourself, if there's anything you call us don't hesitate. Honey, you think of umi like your own bladder umi."
Zhivana nodded as she tightened her embrace.
"Yes. Umi, is my ummah, so is abi. I love you both."
"If it's not for me, dear." Azwar said suddenly.
Hugs come off, looks azwar. The figure of the man looked fresher and healthier, but not with his thin body.
Zhivana looked at azwar with a long look. Her tears had started to break up, not to be lied to. Zhivana longs for Azwar, like a sister's longing for her own sister.
"Of course, honey, you're my brother. In the last seconds of kabul ijab will be done you say, from now on I am your sister and you are my brother."
Azwar smiled happily at her, drawing closer to zhivana.
"Then let's salim first."
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