Halal Lover
The Part 41
Arriving at home I went straight up, went into the room and then berwudlu to control emotions. My chest was completely up and down, the shadow of Mas Dashing through Novia's tears kept haunting my mind.
After berwudlu I perform Islamic prayers to be calmer. It feels right after the prayer my heart feels cool. I pray to God that my husband be kept away from the household bullies.
After the prayer I change my nightgown, then immediately go up to the bed, pull the blanket to the chest. My eyes looked at the ceiling of the room, suddenly the shadow of Novia who asked to be my honey flashed again in my mind. I immediately took up the task.
I was surprised to hear my phone ringing, my phone that I still put in a small bag immediately I took, it turned out to be a phone from Mas Gaga. I don't mind it, Dashing Mas must be punished.
My phone kept ringing nonstop, I finally deactivated it. I went back inside the blanket trying to close my eyes.
Ah, it's hard to close my eyes, my heart gets more agitated before seeing my husband come home safely, so does his heart, safe or not well, I don't know.
I recall the days of the newlyweds, the times of knowing each other as halal lovers, all this time the Bravery Mas treated me well, never neko-neko. It seemed like what Mas Guntur said was true, Mas Gagah was indeed a fine man, but earlier at the party, the fact that erased the statement that Mas Gagah was a good man.
I also became less, who am I than Novia, she is beautiful and sexy, smart highly educated. Where maybe the Bravery Mas are not interested anymore, let alone the two of them have been knitting romance for so many years, it must be difficult to forget each other.
I'm not necessarily in his heart Mas Gaga, Mas Gaga only love me, not love me. Why should this be the destiny of my life. My tears just suddenly flowed. I cried in the blanket until I could not feel myself sleeping because I was tired of crying.
30 Minutes later I slept, I heard a little bit of the door being opened. I heard the sound of someone approaching the bed and touching my shoulder.
"Adek .. Build Deck"
It was the sound of Mas Dashing, I grabbed the blanket, raised it to cover my entire body, but Mas Dagah immediately lowered it back. Dashing suddenly went up on the bed.
"Sir, we need to talk" he said in a slightly high tone as I still closed my eyes.
"Decks"
Dashing Mas turned my body so that I lay on my back and faced him.
"Decks"
"Adek doesn't want to talk" I replied.
"So, we finish tonight, can't sleep in an emotional state let alone not being ridho, later if midnight Mas died or Adek died how?"
Astagfirullah, this man, why say like that anyway, right serem, sad too.
"Don't talk weird deh Mas," I said while putting a stale face on Mas Gagah.
"Nay, listen to Mas's explanation?"
"What explanation? explanation if Mas wants to marry the beautiful woman?"
Mas Dashing smiled, "You're jealous?" tanyakanya.
It seems like Mas Gagah is mocking me, if Mas Gaga is not my husband, I have kicked to Mars. Just imagine, it looks like Mas Gagah takes the problem lightly Novia Ikrut it. The heart of which woman Mas is not jealous of your scene, with your gaze.
I was speechless not answering Mas Gaga's question. Mas Perky hugged me with a little force because I was not willing to be hugged at that time.
" Geek, Mas is so worried, is he coming home without saying goodbye?"
"Well, instead of Mas seneng I went home, so Mas can be free with the curse of the snail"
Oh God, I'm really emotional, I can't dampen my emotions when I see the face of the Dashing Mas. What is my 18-year-old day, God, is still unstable and must continue to learn to reduce emotions.
"Adek, did you say, don't get too close to Thunder" he said as he flicked my forehead.
Hello, Holla, how a jealous Bravery Mas, then he who wiped Novia's tears and held her hands.
"If there were no Thunder Mas I could not get home, I would have taken the bus to Semarang," my cerocos.
I pushed the chest of Mas Gagah to stop hugging me, but Mas Dagah even more tightened his embrace.
"Depends" I answered briefly.
"There is no dependency, remember that Adek's ridho is with Mas"
Hadeh, men are starting to use the ultimate style, it's annoying.
"Why the hell must be like this, Adek patiently cursed by the Father, but Adek is not ready if Mas Gagah dua Adek," said I suddenly sobbed.
Dashing Mas let go of his embrace then looked at me, holding my shoulder.
"Listen to Mas, Mas and Novia are over, and Adek knows that Mas will only get married once in a lifetime" he said so seriously.
"I see everything, my heart hurts Mas, it hurts once 😭😭😭" I said as I pleased.
The brave man grabbed my head and was cupped in his chest.
"Don't cry, please don't cry, I'm sorry Dek"
"Adek was afraid, in Islam polygamy allowed Mas, Adek was afraid Mas accepted Novia's offer." My tears further moistened the chest of the Perky and fragrant Mas. The man has not changed his clothes.
"Listen to me, I won't be polygamous"
My tears were getting broken, the Brawny Mas scrunched his forehead.
"Ja ... di, is Mas going to divorce me?" I asked with a stammer.
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(Sorry new up, I don't know from the morning the mood is not good, the idea stuk there, end up tonight out of the house, find fresh air so the mood is good. Oh yes the author wants to tell you, the visuals of NoVIa and Mas Guntur are in the Visual episode)
