Half of My Husband's life

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Unbearable sense of uneasiness in the heart of Ahmad since a few hours ago he heard Andra proposed to Hafizah directly to Kiyai Marzuki. it felt like he was not willing if Hafizah who had long filled his heart would be betrothed by others.

Indeed, Ahmad realized, if Andra's position was worthy of being Hafizah's husband who in his eyes was very special. The son of a Kiyai who owns a boarding school, anyone who will marry him will certainly be very proud. Andra is no exception, the rich.

Not to mention her extremely beautiful face despite having been married, but her aura was like that of an untouched girl, really looking at her made anyone dream of living together.

Not just a fantasy. But firsthand Ahmad witnessed how a Hafizah was so perfect when being Azzam's wife, her face was pleasant, her voice was smooth reassuring, her gaze made Azzam always in love, her behavior spoiled and always indulgent.

But to speak together it feels like Ahmad still does not have the courage. Not to mention the military status tied to service is still 2.5 years left, a sergeant is unlikely to violate although it could happen if Hafizah willing to marry him.

"Would I speak, Sister Fiza would be willing to be my wife?" muttered Azzam sitting alone looking at the streets that are still crowded off the island.

Inside the house of Kiyai Marzuki. Her three children were gathering to enjoy snacks and listen to Ara's babbling.

"Abi wants to talk to all of you, especially Hafizah, Abi's eldest daughter" said Kiyai Marzuki.

"Yes Abi." answered Hafizah closer to his father.

Kiyai Marzuki smiled gently. "It's about you, Andra, and Ara."

Hafizah was a little surprised by what his father said, but no wonder considering Andra often came, even like the closest person to Kiyai Marzuki and Ara who did not want to be separated from Andra.

"As for the meeting, there must be separation, and vice versa" said Kiyai again, starting to talk about the separation of Hafizah and Azzam. "And nothing that happens is a coincidence. Everything is arranged by Allah SWT."

Silent.

"Andra likes you, wants to make you and Ara a part of her life, to be his wife." continued Kiyai Marzuki again.

Hafizah looked down at her father's words. And Ara, the little girl who knew nothing, always warmed her heart when she was talking and joking with Andra.

At first it was only reminiscent of Azzam, but over time there was another admiration when the two strangers were finally close, even so close as a complete family.

"A complete family, is when there is a Mother, son, and Father who protect both." Kiyai Marzuki hugs Ara hinting that Ara knows to whom she wants to be together. "And it's been going on for a while, you're her mother, and your boss wants to be Ara's father. And Abi is sure, in some parts of your heart also wants it."

A little flinched, but true! Hafizah cannot deny.

"He proposed to you directly to Abi" Kiyai Marzuki said at the end.

Hafizah linked her hands together, feeling unprepared, but there was also a bit of joy at hearing Andra's courage speaking directly to Kiyai Marzuki.

"His religion is not comparable to Mas Azzam Abi." Sahut Nur remembered about Azzam, of course he also wanted to get a good brother-in-law, his religion as well.

"Yes, nothing is perfect in this world, my son, if anything is perfect it is only God's, like Azzam. He is too perfect in the eyes of all of us, and God took it so quickly" said Kiyai Marzuki smiling but also sad.

His three daughters bowed, only handing over his decision to Hafizah. But there is still something in Nur's heart.

"Abi, there's another man who wants to be a priest for sister Fiza."

The three people turned their heads, it was quite unexpected that Nur would say so.

Nur turned to Hafizah, despite her pent-up feelings, she did not want to be a hindrance if Ahmad was her brother's soul mate.

"Ahmad Hairuddin, wanted to marry Kak Hafizah" he said then forcibly swallowed his saliva. His chest rose and fell withstanding the erratic turmoil. It hurts to express the feelings of loved ones and even love their own brother.

Kiyai Marzuki stared in the face of her daughter Hafizah who was getting down.

Kiyai Marzuki left Hafizah who was increasingly difficult to think, of course Ahmad was a consideration, because he was the younger brother of Azzam who was so dear to his father Kiyai Marzuki.

"If Ahmad became the choice of Fiza, it would be very pleasing to Abi."

Ningrum who had been silent since then spoke up.

I don't want to be hurt more by my own feelings. "Excuse me Brother, may Allah give you the best soul mate for Sister Fiza."

Nur carried Ara and passed by with a little quick step.

"But Mas Andra is no less good either. She'll make you queen all her life." Ningrum sat closer to Hafizah, that ever excited face made Hafizah smile a little.

"You're a child" replied Hafizah teasing her sister.

"It doesn't matter if Fiza says I'm a child, but if I may choose, I will choose Mas Andra" he said leaning on Hafizah's shoulder.

"What do you think of Ahmad?" asked Hafizah curious about what was on his youngest sister's mind.

"He's good too." And Ningrum's clear eyes slightly twisted thinking of something. "But Kak Nur admired Mas Ahmad" he said slowly.

"So don't know." Hafizah smiled faintly.

"But Kak Nur also wants Kak Fiza to get a good priest. Believe me, Kak Nur does not mind." explains Ningrum again while struggling spoiled, feeling his eldest brother is a substitute mother who has long died.

The night will be long gone, a shadow of Ahmad who seemed to spend the night in the mosque alone, reminded him of the figure of Azzam. But then looking at the cell phone that lit up, there was a photo of Andra and Ara who were so affectionate like father and son.

***

Night Passed.

Early in the morning Andra had come before his two assistants. Curious about what would happen today, after he proposed to Hafizah to his father. Can't wait to hear the answer or even the rejection that will be obtained Andra.

Repeatedly he glanced at the translucent glass awaiting the arrival of Hafizah this morning.

Until a while later the graceful figure with always-closed clothes came and went straight into the room next to Andra.

"Fiza, my room now." Without wasting any time Andra wants to see you soon, even for work reasons.

I heard the door knock.

"Come in." The order sat all wrong.

"Assalamualaikum sir, is there anything I can help you with?" ask Hafizah with her distinctive voice.

"Sit down." Andra presented the file to Hafizah. "Check and make the best decision" said Andra pointed to the filing of the cooperation file.

Hafizah checked, until a while later.

"Everything is good, you can accept it if you feel fit" Hafizah suggested.

"I've been feeling a great fit, just waiting for your decision."

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