Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband
CHAPTER 35
"Watch to drink?"
A man offered a bottle of mineral water to the girl sitting on the back bench.
The woman shook her head while smiling sweetly.
"thank you. I already have."
Husna showed the water bottle that had been located to his right.
"O, you're there. Sorry, I don't see."
Hafiz returned a smile.
"No papa, thank you for the offer."
The girl stood up.
"Wak, wait! You want kemane?"
Hafiz's sentence was able to stop a step that had just started to accelerate.
"My class is over. So I'm going home."
"Oh, if that's the case, I'll take you with me."
Hafiz stood up and walked over.
"No, I don't feel good if I have to trouble others"
Husna refused for the umpteenth time.
"It's not that hard, enjoy it. Frm!"
Hafiz sounded a little pushy.
"I'm sorry I can't go with you. Because I can't be alone with a man who's not my mahram."
Hafiz's steps were restrained, he was very touched to hear the answer from the hooded woman in the back. The man finally understood the reason, why Husan had always rejected all his calls all along.
"Wak's right. Sorry, I'm not sitting. If that's the case, I'll escort you to the bus stop."
Hafiz again offered to help.
Husna finally had no choice but to follow the man earlier. Actually he wanted to refuse again, but there was a little bit of a sense of reluctance felt. Because Hafiz is a very good man and is also always willing to help even without being asked.
The man was also gentle, jovial and friendly. A complete package that her husband, Mikhail, did not have.
Once at the stop, the bus that was going to the place where the woman lived happened to have stood lowering passengers.
"Mas Hafiz, that's my bus. Thanks for dropping off."
Husna walked ahead of his companion.
"Elegant, don't take care of yourself."
Hafiz somewhat tightened his voice, hoping that Husna who had entered the bus could hear his screams.
The woman looked. He gave a smile and a nod. Soon the car drove straight away, leaving the son of the sultan of the neighboring country there.
The woman re-imagined the nature of this late Hafiz, she seemed to be always there at every step. Even all of their current courses are the same.
Husna is actually uncomfortable, he feels inappropriate if he is always seen with other men, even though he already has a husband.
Even a husband who doesn't care. Even after a 3-month departure, the man never once questioned him.
Actually, he was very sad and disappointed. But Husna thought maybe this was the best for them. Although heavy, he had to try to live without the shadow of the rude man, who had already managed to snatch his heart.
"Hum, ah.."
The woman took a deep breath and took a deep breath. He pulled out his cell phone and looked back at their wedding photos.
"I should have forgotten this heartless man. But, for some reason, she always comes to mind."
Husna looked at the handsome face was clingy and full of haru. Until without feeling, tears have been dripping wet the cheeks of the 21-year-old woman.
I do not know how long he looked at the flat screen that was in his grasp. Until the stop call breaks the daydream.
He got down and stepped into a small rented contract with a fellow Indonesian citizen.
"Why is the door open? Is Sania on holiday?"
Husna was a little surprised by the condition of the house. Because as he knows, usually the friend is currently in the cafe, where the woman named Sania works part-time.
Husna came in, and he locked the door.
"Assalammualik"
He spoke with a slightly strong tone.
But for how long, the girl's greeting never answered. He then continued to step into the room of the colleague, who turned out the person was not in place.
"Where's the girl?"
Husna continued to step into the kitchen, and there was none.
As Sania was nowhere to be seen, the girl finally chose to return to her own room.
The first thing that was caught when Husna opened the door was the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.
"Why is he taking a bath in my room? Is the water in his room in trouble?"
Until without realizing it, the woman finally fell asleep and entered the dream realm.
Before long, a human child came out of the bathroom and immediately looked at the woman with a longing gaze.
A longing full of burning love.
He walked to the corner of the closet, changed his clothes and followed his wife lying on the same bed.
Mikhail opened the blanket, he began to approach and pulled Husna into his warm embrace. Stroked and kissed the woman's forehead many times.
"Do you know how much I miss you?"
Mikhail Brief.
The man increasingly tightened his arms, stroked and continued to enjoy the aroma that had been several months can make him crazy. I don't know how long, until finally he caught up with the woman to get into the unconscious.
Time passed, Husna woke up as soon as he heard the sound of Adzan magrib echoing.
"Astag."
Husna in shock immediately brushed off the hand that was coiling on her stomach.
"Sania, why are you sleeping here?"
Husna slightly shook the body that was buried under the blanket.
Without waiting for an answer, the girl got up. Take a shower and immediately carry out his duty to God.
"Tin."
The sound of the incoming message ringing, echoed at the end of his prayer.
"I slept at a friend's place. Have fun, heheheh..."
That's the message written there.
"Dug, dug,"
After reading, Husna dropped the object from her hand. Husna's heart and mind were confused and full of fear. He began to tremble thinking about who the person in his bed was right now.
The woman forced her legs to stand up while continuing to stare towards the bed. Walk slowly, then pick up a bat and prepare to hit the person under the blanket.
"Astagfirullah, he's a man."
The woman's hand trembled even more when she saw the dense leg feathers of the sleeping man's calf in the bent position.
Husna furiously began to wave his staff, he continued to beat mercilessly.
"Bugs, bugs, bugs."
A blow landed on the husband's back and butt.
"Based on a perverted man, how dare you go in and sleep on my bed."
Shouted the woman by continuing to hit while closing her eyes tightly.
"Akhs. Aw."
Mikhail who got the attack immediately sat himself down.
He forcibly grabbed the stick of the woman who was hitting him, then pulled until the woman trained into his arms.
"Is this how you welcome a husband who you haven't told you in 3 months?"
Mikhail's words were able to stop the resistance given by the woman who was trying to escape from the embrace.
When he heard a voice that he was very familiar with and also missed, the woman with an unbecoming heart began to dare to open her eyes.
"Didn't you miss me?"
The next sentence was able to make Husna's heart rustle.
"Hiks, hyx, hyx."
The woman's cry finally broke.
Mikhail was confused. He did not understand why his wife had arrived crying.
He sent down Husna, and sat down next to him.
"Why, are you crying?"
Mikhail stroked the wife's two cheeks, becoming increasingly concerned as her stuffing grew faster.
Husna continued to sob, he cried because of the difficult feeling in the weirs. Fear, longing and happiness that unite in the recesses of the heart to make it unable to say.
Fear of the love that was still there, the longing that was hidden finally avenged, and the joy that was unspeakable for being able to see the man again.
The feeling that made him not understand what to do.
He also did not understand the purpose of the man coming to meet him.
"Did he come to deliver the divorce papers?"
He muttered in between sobs.
TB
