Girl For The Widow

Chapter 40's

Habibah was surprised, he looked at the back of his little friend to the point of being invisible.

He breathed air to relieve himself.

"I loved Brother Oci first, not the old Om Rizqy."

The sentence echoed and rang in Habibah's ears.

"Since when? impossible since childhood?"

The confession made Habibah nervous. Not because he likes it but because he doesn't want Adrian to get hurt with a sense that shouldn't be there.

Habibah did not want to get caught up in Adrian's feelings. He had to break away and not think about it. He believes Adrian is just trying to be honest and does not intend to make himself a bully.

Huft

"Astaghfirullah."

Habibah stood aside and tried to be calm. He will talk about this with Adrian and hope Adrian forgets the feeling that he cannot afford to miss.

He looked at the watch in his hand, the needle showing at 02:00 p.m. It was time for him to go home, Habibah tidied up the answer sheet and then kept it. The other file did not go unnoticed.

After all the files were stored properly, Habibah walked out through the class. He saw his class was not closed, Habibah stepped in that direction to check the situation.

Just as he was about to get out, Habibah's eyes caught the shadow of Adrian walking towards the back of the school building. The young man continued walking and stopped when he found a tree that looked shady. He climbed up the tree and sat himself on one of the branches.

It was on the tree where he and Habibah used to play. They both studied there, finished studying and then enjoyed the food they brought. There was laughter and seriousness going on there. Really, great childhood memories.

After being satisfied playing on a tree, the two boys will come down and lay down on grass while looking at the towering Mount Rinjani in front. It looks real there's no bulkhead. From the direction of the class, Mount Rinjani will be seen.

Habibah took a deep breath, for a moment she returned in the romance of a child who did not know what attraction is with the opposite sex. Just know how to play and learn.

After being satisfied to remember, he stepped away and did not want to approach Adrian. If he used to do it, but not now. It is unethical that he approaches another man while he is married.

It made Habibah choose to leave the School and let Adrian contemplate. Let's hope his childhood friend is legowo before the taste becomes more and more so and ask for the desire to be fulfilled.

Habibah walked to the parking lot, found his motorbike then because of the longing for his Husband made as soon as possible to drive his vehicle.

After a few minutes drive, in the end, he arrived at his home. He parked the motor on a large yard next to the Rizqy Car.

Habibah looked around him in a neatly arranged state. Starting from the flower garden and live dispensary plants. It looks clean and neat. Do not forget the trees around the house have been pruned and the branches have been collected in one place.

Habibah smiled to find his house in a neat and clean condition. The one who did this was Rizqy. She did not expect her husband to be diligent and willing to do homework.

"Mas Rizqyyy?" call Habibah before he said hello but there was no reply. He chose to enter the house using a spare key. He headed for the room, after it was opened did not find Rizqy there. He turned to another room but Rizqy's figure was nowhere to be seen.

Habibah came out of the house to the garden of Kangkung hoping there is Rizqy there. But there's nobody there. He went around looking but did not find the figure of his Husband

"Where is Rizqy?"

He returned to the house to retrieve the phone, having found it quickly contacting him but the results were out of reach.

"Did Mas Rizqy go into the woods, huh?" ask Habibah. He quickly went back out of the house. Now the goal is a forest that is not far from home. As he passed through the path, there was the sound of chatter and laughter coming from the direction of the forest.

Habibah could see clearly, a group of several Mothers and Fathers went hand in hand to meet him.

In the group, she saw her husband walking. Habibah smiled in relief, she no longer continued her steps to look for her Husband.

"Well, you're looking for Mas, huh?" tanya Rizqy approached the figure of his wife who was waiting at the end of the path.

Habibah answered with a nod. He smiled greeting the firewood seekers who were with Rizqy.

"Cieee, you're afraid that your husband's missing, aren't you?" Rizqy jokingly accompanied with her crisp laugh.

"So this handsome Mas Your husband Habibah? we met in the middle of the forest. I don't know what he's looking for is ultimately helping us find firewood" a middle-aged woman told Reuters.

"Yes, I almost wanted to kidnap her and make her a daughter-in-law. I think that the residents of this Forest and because I saw the beauty of my daughter's daughter appeared," said one mother joking. She was with her daughter who blushed in shame. Sometimes the girl glances at Rizqy to steal a glance but Rizqy does not give anyone the opportunity to tease her.

"Inaq-inaq, I am Habibah's Husband. I went to the forest to lure the birds, uh I never met Inaq-inaq and Amaq-amaq" Rizqy said. After that goodbye leaves those who both continue the journey.

"Well, can you lure a bird?" habibah asked in disbelief.

"Can dong? let's just make it, cooking a bird's mug doesn't work, anyway?" rizqy's words ended with a ruckus.

"Where?"

"Let go, she's less with you. Losing beautifully he said," said Rizqy.

"Buck!"

"Kok dreadlocks? people are being honest." After saying, he got Habibah's hand landed onto the arm hitting him gently. The red hue was revealed with a timid smile.

"My wife's more sweet, honey will lose competitiveness, nih!" once again Rizqy defeated his wife. He pinched that smooth cheek with anxiety.

"Weird, can't you? no pinching? sick to know." Habibah. He stroked her cheek which hurt.

"Sorry, you're done grinding. Here dear Mas elus let the pain disappear."

The couple kept joking. The Husband is crashing while the Wife is sulking. After that, the laughter came from both.

"In the jungle do it with birds but get the bird's in-laws, cieeee cieeee want to be a daughter-in-law." Habibah cut off her husband. His nosy hands poked at Rizqy's cheeks and pointed nose.

"Well, it's like it's on honey. About if Mas proposed with two acres and a piece of land, received no yes?" ask Rizqy seriously. His forehead was tired of thinking.

"You want to make Mom angry, make fun of this name?" sahut Habibah is serious.

"No, the fruit of the area does not exist and the land is also not possible in the same lake as you?" sahut Rizqy is seriously unmade.

"Emang Mas Rizqy's intention."

"Yes, you know what, anyway? get her heart, huh? cieeee found out?" Rizqy smiling brightly managed to refresh the atmosphere this afternoon. His wife was apparently joking.

"Yes, I have a taste of Mas's heart, if there are butterflies flying," said Habibah smiling smile.

"Ada?"

"There, because it makes my eyes sting."

Hahahaha

"Definitely looking right after the shower, right? it's not polite."

"Udah ah Mas, I'm tired of joking just from earlier," said Habibah moved to leave Rizqy who was still laughing.

"Cieeee cieeee, nenggak nahan pingin in rayu and in manjain. What do you want to buy, baby? We're going to Moll nyok!"

"Mas Rizqyyyy, making fun, already know here no Moll eh deliberately said that. I already know my wits."

Habibah entered the house by shaking his head remembering their jokes earlier. For a moment he forgot his bad taste to Adrian.

Hahahahahaha

He entered, inside the house he found Habibah struggling in the Kitchen. Rizqy smiled, very slowly he approached Habibah. Arriving behind his wife he blew the Ear.

Wuuuuz

The impromptu wind hit Habibah Ear, there was a cool feeling flowed a second after the sultry back.

Wuuuuz

Again Rizqy blew the ear it made Habibah feel the cold again. She did not realize it was her husband's doing.

"No wind suddenly came and suddenly left. Maybe just passing by," said Habibah is still busy stirring his Kale Saute.

Rizqy tried to hold back the laughter. He returned to his action after it passed leaving Habibah with curiosity.

"Who the hell? very nosy," grumbled Habibah while turning his body.

Silent

No one around him made Habibah look up. He immediately shuddered while reading the short verses.

"Mas Rizqy?" call Habibah.

No answers, quiet and silent.

Habibah frowned thinking. He felt the wind hit his earlobe a second and several times. After that nothing else feels and just disappears. Was it just his feelings. It was strange, he had never felt anything strange like this.

When confused, Rizqy came out from the direction in the room with a fresh state. He was drying his wet hair.

"Mas Rizqy?"

Rizqy looked at Habibah by forming her smile. He saw confusion on his wife's face.

"Why confused?" ask Rizqy.

Habibah looked at her husband from top to bottom. Why the chat last night made him parno especially after listening to the story of one of Rizqy's friends.

His friend told him, while sitting on the porch at night. His wife suddenly approached and sat down beside him, laying her head on his shoulder. There was no such talk as usually just silence going on. The husband enjoys an unusual affection. When he entered, the Wife moved. He went into the bedroom and found his sleeping wife.

"Who was that?" The husband wondered if his wife was asleep in the room? mana may be as fast as it is in the room while they are together towards the inside of the house. At that moment the Husband looked behind and around him. Nothing strange, just silence. Realizing that he shuddered then quickly closed the door and locked it. He immediately went into the blanket to hide his fear.

"Hey, Bibah."

Rizqy again called Habibah who was still dumbfounded. She did not listen to her husband who had called her.

"Yahoo!" Habibah surprised. He looked at Rizqy, hoping that nothing would happen like his friend's story.

"You why? dumbass from earlier, think what the hell?" ask Rizqy for a few times.

"Eh nothing, just now cook me continue," said Habibah turned towards the Kitchen.

Now it's Rizqy's turn to look up. He followed his wife's steps and sat himself in a chair watching her.

Habibah finished his cooking and then served it on the table. After everything is arranged on the dining table. Rizqy grabbed his wife's waist landing the usual pagutan on their lips.

"Why you, baby? is something weighing you down?" asked Rizqy while holding her embrace.

Habibah shook her head, her eyes looking at her husband's face as closely as possible. They locked each other away and didn't want anyone else in their eyes.

"Did Mas take care of me again?" ask Habibah seriously.

Rizqy chuckled, her laughter filling the entire room.

"So you feel it?"

"This one, I thought another creature was like our friend's story, why Zulkarnain? last night Mas repeated the story" said Habibah annoyed.

"Maha." Rizqy chuckled again. He tried to assuage his laughter and the sight he did not take away from Habibah's pouting face.

"This is, because of the frequent reading of horror novels continues to tell the story of Zul who thought Mas was not your Husband, right?"

Habibah answered with a nod and accompanied by his increasingly intense gaze.

"I'm parno Mas?" Habibah bluntly. For some reason since she heard the story about Zul last night made her always approached with a sense of anxiety that her Husband is not her Husband.

"It's not worth thinking about, it's just a story not necessarily the truth. We do believe in the existence of a creature called Jin but his life is different from ours. We cannot live in their world and instead they cannot live in our world. Even if they can resemble us, it is because of God's will and pray that we remain in HIS protection and not be disturbed. It's broad daylight, honey, where it is." Rizqy calmed Habibah's mind and tried to erode the sense of parno.

Habibah smiled, she broke away from her husband's embrace.

"We eat Mas?"

"Okay, we have lunch that has gone," said Rizqy to release his embrace.

"Sorry."

"No, baby, we're both busy. You're busy at school while Mas's busy luring birds." After saying that Rizqy received a plate containing Rice and side dishes offered by Habibah.

"Thank you dear."

"Yes Mas, Bibah also thanked him for cleaning the house and yard," said Habibah sincerely.

"Sama-sama, during the holidays Mas will become a Farmer. I want to grow fruit in the forest. We saw many trees that were cut down and not planted anymore. For a long time the forest can be deforested and you will lose your water source. Not only that, there will be landslides and flash floods." Rizqy explained the plan she had in mind.

"Serious mas?"

"Yes, are you helping?" rizqy replied in between her mouthfuls.

"Okay, I also always plant trees on the edge of the forest but because it is alone so the results are not maximal" said Habibah replied happily. She was so grateful that her husband thought the same as her. To protect the forest, Habibah has been planting trees and taking care of them himself. He once invited teenagers here to plant trees around the forest but no one seriously wanted to.

They just want to cut down to take advantage of the forest without wanting to take care of it. They did not think that gradually the trees would run out and only leave a disaster.

"One more thing, can you ask for your help?" Rizqy. He looked at Habibah with a hopeful face.

"What kind of help?" ask Habibah seriously.

"Mas wants to share his heart, so please allow Mas to give some of his energy, thought, time and money to others" replied Rizqy with a compassionate face hoping that his wife would grant his heart's wish.

Deg

Seriate.

Assalamu'alaikum's chat.

My friends thank you for taking the time to read this very ordinary work. Hope you like, do not forget likes, votes and comments yes.

At the moment the story is still sloping it has not reached a conflict. I want to go there but not nyampe-nyampe. Understand the groove like a snail who is again participating in a fashion show so slow. Ah crisp!

Excuse me.

I continue by congratulating the fasting worship for those who carry it out. May our fast be smooth and our fast worship accepted by Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala. Aamiins.