Earth Angel

Chapter 85: Stay Away from Him

The sound of the night breeze sounded very clear, zhivana could not sleep. Since I kept thinking about arrsyad, did arrsyad miss him? Arrsyad is still angry.

Question after question zhivana think, since the face of the arrsyad continues to be imagined. A sweet smile arrsyad continues to pass, felt in front of the eyes but very far away. The warm embrace of arrsyad every night makes the zhivana comfortable, if tonight arrsyad come here, it feels like zhivana wants to embrace the tall body of her husband.

Arrsyad attention is very zhivana misses, especially every time talking together. Arrsyad always says sweet, sweet words do not lie, arrsyad. Always show all the evidence of love and affection to the zhivana in real.

"First when you were diamerika always complained of longing, mas. Even you say you need me, you say without me you feel like a part of your life is missing. Where are you going now, please come here."

Zhivana closed her eyes tightly, hoping the arrsyad would appear before her all of a sudden.

"Mas, I miss you,"

Zhivana kept saying it over and over again, like a spell to summon an arrsyad came, although it was impossible but zhivana was sure the arrsyad was coming.

He opened his eyes again, but the result was nil. Zhivana came back crying, zhivana only wanted to arrsyad this time as well. Not that every problem has a way out, then zhivana wants to meet with arrsyad and then fix all these problems quickly.

With a slow step of zhivana walking closer to the window, it felt like staring at the night sky might be able to calm his heart. With a slow movement of the hands, the white curtain slowly opened.

Slowly but surely the curtain has been pushed to the side, either a mere delusion or hallucination. Zhivana stared in disbelief at the figure before her right now.

Someone in front of him cried, those eyes slowly dripping down his cheeks. Those two eyes stared wryly at zhivana.

His appearance was very disheveled like unkempt, zhivana sure he did not sleep well, the proof under both eyes was that there were dark circles.

"Why is his shadow everywhere." Strangled the zhivana while closing the curtain back quickly.

"Dear I'm real." Her speech.

With a thumping heart, zhivana reopened the curtain quickly. His cry broke again, even sounding very loud.

Instead of greeting each other to convey longing, the two even looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm guilty of accusing my own wife of cheating."

"My heart hurts so much, it feels so tight" said zhivana, covering her face with both hands.

"If the word sorry can't treat the pain in your heart, then just kill me. Or you will just retort me, but please just as long as you remain mine that will make me happy."

Just as zhivana wanted to open the window, suddenly a pair of hands held her back.

"Don't open it."

"U-umi,"

"Arrshad get out of here never come back here again, please don't meet again my son zhivana. If you need to forget about zhivana, it seems like my son who is more worthy of being zhivana husband than you" Umi aisyah said firmly, even sounding like holding back anger.

Arrsyad gasped to hear it, his heart was in pain. Then looked at the zhivana with nanar, turning to the big belly of the zhivana. Inside there are her children, the real proof of love arrsyad and zhivana all along.

"Please forgive me, I know I was wrong. My attitude towards zhivana was outrageous, but the anger and jealousy of that time had blinded me. Help me umi aisyah, please give me time to talk to zhivana."

"Sorry it's night." Umi aisyah said while closing the curtains of the zhivana room.

"Why did Umi do that?"

Umi Aisyah pulled the hand of zhivana, intending to bring the other room.

"But he's my husband, after all,"

"Stay away from him zhivana, let's go to bed."

Zhivana was silent, then lying next to the Aisyah. Seeing the arrsyad crying like that, made zhivana sure that the arrsyad had realized his mistake.

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Early in the morning, Umi Aisyah had already cleaned up all zhivana items. Even umi Aisyah has spoken by phone to reno, if last night arrsyad came to meet zhivana secretly.

Reno had guessed that, with the entire plan already made, reno decided to take away the zhivana as far as possible from the arrsyad. The plan is reno, kiai husen and umi aisyah. Will take the zhivana to the city of A, there is the second branch of the kiai husen boarding house.

"You ready, son?" Kiai husen asked, as she saw zhivana coming out of the room.

"Already, but where are we going? Why is there Reno's brother too,"

Reno smiled then, carrying the zhivana suitcase into the car.

"When we move first, son, we'll be here again. Let's go, "Take kiai husen as he passes out of the house.

Zhivana stared at the umi aisyah softly.

"Is this because of last night?"

"No son, it's just for a while. Trust us, it's for you and your kids. Arrsyad, your husband should be well aware of it. Let's go now."

In front of the house there are azwar and fazal, they are ready to welcome the departure of zhivana.

"Zhivana take good care of yourself, I promise. I'll come visit you later, watch your womb too, zhi." Azwar said by looking at the two hazel eyes of zhivana.

Zhivana lowered her head, rubbing her stomach affectionately.

"Thank you, ustadz azwar. But I still don't understand all this, why are you guys keeping me away with arrsyad? Honestly, I really don't want to go anywhere."

Not feeling her tears coming back. Reno directly clenched the zhivana body gently.

"Why brother, why did brother separate me from arrsyad. I'm sure he won't be able to survive, he's too dear brother to me so yesterday's attitude was too excessive."

"No zhi, please understand. Arrsyad has gone too far with you, your fetus yesterday almost for nothing. Trust me there'll be a time when Arrsyad picks you up."

"All right, I'm going."

With tears in her eyes, Zhivana let go of her embrace, then got into the car.

"See you again zhivana, may Allah always protect you and your womb." Azwar said while staring at the black BMW car owned by reno who was getting away.

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