
Arka who some days did not come to campus because he returned to Indonesia and married it, so had not had time to meet the lecturer to submit the script. Today Arka has to go back to college. In the morning Arka was ready, after breakfast he immediately said goodbye to Zahra to go to campus.
"I have to go to college.. You're fine here." said Arka while putting her laptop in a bag for her to carry
"Yes, be careful" Zahra replied quickly
"I'm pampering.. Assalamu'alaikum" continued Arka after tidying up his goods
Zahra kissed the back of her husband's hand, answering his greeting. Arka kissed Zahra's forehead.
Arka had passed away from the apartment, Zahra who felt lonely trying to busy herself, she cleaned the dining table, washed the dishes, then cleaned the house with a sweep and mop the floor.
As the day wore on, Arka did not inform Zahra. Zahra tried to think positively, he tried to sit in the balcony of his room to see the scenery, and the cool air of the city of London. Zahra knew that even though he was in front of his room, he could be seen by strangers from outside or by his next-door neighbors, so he kept his veil. Zahra who was sitting, looked dreamy, her eyes staring blankly in any direction.
"Halooo.. You're the new resident yaaa?" ask someone from the side balcony
Surprised that Zahra heard this, someone in English greeted him. Zahra immediately turned towards the voice.
"Yes." answered Zahra briefly
Zahra was so shocked, the one who greeted her was a man, dark-skinned, kindly greeting her while waving his hand. Zahra just nodded her head, Zahra was so awkward.
"You're a Muslim, huh?" ask again
"Did you know my name is Aziz, what's your name?" continue to do it non-stop
"My name is Zahra" Zahra replied by thinning her smile behind her veil.
"Greetings to Zahra.. Where are you from?" the question returned so curious
"I'm from Indonesia?" zahra answered by asking again
"I'm from Australia." Aziz told Zahra
Suddenly Zahra heard the sound of her cell phone, she was about to run inside to receive the call.
"I'm sorry I have to go in" Zahra told Aziz, who had not seen his face
Zahra may soon enter her room, seeing the call from her mother-in-law.
"Assalamu'alaikum Ibu." said Zahra ahead
"Walaikumsalam.. What now, has Arka changed?" ask Nisa who knows that her son's Ark is still ice cold on Zahra
"So ma'am, from yesterday before leaving for England, there has been a change." replied Zahra timidly
"Oh Alhamdulillah then.. Enjoy the honeymoon yaaa, may you quickly get a grandson hehe" said Nisa by teasing Zahra
"Yes, ma'am, aamiin.. God willing" Zahra replied with a big smile
The phone call ended. Zahra looked at the wall clock in her room, it was 11 p.m. Lunch time is near. Zahra tries to contact Arka, to ask if she will go home for lunch together.
Zahra's call did not get an answer at all, Zahra returned to positive thinking.
"Maybe Mas Arka is still busy, or is with the lecturer, making him unable to pick up the phone." said Zahra while smiling at himself
Zahra went straight to the kitchen to cook, so that her husband was all ready.
Zahra is actually still learning to cook, she cooks while looking at her phone for some recipes.
This time Zahra tried cooking Chicken fried flour, and capcay.
"Mas Arka hasn't come home yet either.. No messages or phone calls from Mas Arka either.. Ah I should pray Dzuhur first." said Zahra again he spoke to himself
Zahra immediately prayed dzuhur in his room, he also dhikr as usual. After a long time she also did not find a message or call from her husband.
Zahra awaits the return of her husband.
"I'm getting hungry." said Zahra when she saw the food on the dinner table
"I drink first, to hold my hunger" Zahra said as she picked up a glass and poured water into it
Zahra decided to wait for her husband in the front room, while sitting on the sofa and watching television.
The clock kept turning, time was getting late. This time, Zahra missed lunch.
When Ashar entered, there was no sign of Arka back.
"Did I call again Mas Arka yaa?" asked Zahra in her heart while continuing to stare at the screen of her phone
"Ah don't, don't.. Later afraid of being suspected again" he continued in his heart
"I better take a shower in the afternoon first, then pray Ashar, let it be fresher" said Zahra then turn off the television that he did not actually watch it.
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Dikampus Arka messed around with the revision of some final chapters by his lecturer. The actual lecturers just testing students who are about to graduate are getting annoying.
Arka who had been sitting in the library, with books in front of him, with a face that began to fall apart as well. Arka to forget his phone in the bag, he did not have to open from earlier.
Arka knew when he entered Ashar, he went straight to a small mosque held by the Muslim student community at his University.
After the Ashar prayer, Arka who began to calm his mind, then intend to check the resto today. Arka was driving her car at a speed heading to Resto, without opening her phone which was already in the bag.
Arriving at the restaurant, Arka just remembered that she had not had lunch. While checking the bookkeeping of the restaurant, Arka ordered warm green tea, with her favorite sandwich.
Time is getting late, it is almost Magrib Arka is still busy with financial bookkeeping and Resto stock. He forgot that there was a woman waiting for his return. Arka just remembered with her phone in the bag.
"Allah, Zahra." said Arka with surprise when he saw the incoming call from Zahra and the message that Zahra sent
Arka rushed to go home to his apartment, he drove his car at a fast speed to get there soon.
Zahra waited in the front room, as she had turned on the television that she did not understand at all, her thoughts continued on her husband, no message answered by Arka, no message, there was no call from her husband.
Zahra began to feel restless, he who also began to feel the ulcer in his stomach relapsing, not to mention making him a headache. Zahra leaned against the sofa, slightly laying down her body. The time is getting late, the stomach is increasingly rumbling, worms are demo in the stomach, that is what Zahra feels now.
Arka is in a hurry, walking with a little run to get to her apartment. Arka immediately rang the doorbell of his house. Zahra excitedly opened the door.
"Assalamu'alaikum." said Arka when the door opened
"Walaikumsalam.." replied Zahra with an extraordinary smile, Zahra still welcome the arrival of her husband happily, even though he is not okay
"I'm sorry yaa, since I was busy, did not have time to answer your phone, I just opened the phone before magrib" Arka said at length to Zahra
"Yes, it's okay." replied Zahra with her best smile
Zahra did not want her busy husband, many thoughts, back home to see himself frowning, because he was afraid to make her husband more thoughtful.
Zahra also did not tell her that she was holding back hunger waiting for her husband to come home.