Half of My Husband's life

Like Losing

"What decision?" Mingho who suddenly entered made the two people who looked awkward was a little surprised.

"God." annoyed Andra who could almost urge Hafizah, instead disturbed by Mingho's presence.

"Then I finish this file." Hafizah immediately moved to bring the file given by Andra.

"No. no." Andra moved along, prompting Mingho to grab the file from Hafizah's hand.

"Eh, what am I doing?" Mingho retreated forcefully.

"Solve this, don't bother me for whatever reason." Put the file on Mingho's chest and pushed it out.

"Hey! I want to talk about _"

Brak! Andra closed the door.

"Hem, I'd better excuse you too. There's still a lot of work to be done." Hafizah stepped towards the door.

"Who let you out?"

His steps stopped, Hafizah clasped her own hands, closing her eyes very nervously.

"I want us to talk" said Andra slowly, of course he knew Hafizah was going awry.

Looking down at the face, his nose is tapered with a smooth face there is no crease except the corner of his lips when he is smiling. His heart was being insecure, his heart wanted to rush to have.

"Hafizah." call Andra again.

"Yes" answered Hafizah increasingly unable to move facing the exit. In the silence in the room everything was clear, including the warm breath that blew from Andra's nose.

"I'm sure your father has spoken of my proposal, and I really can't wait to hear your answer."

Now the heart of Hafizah is racing, thinking what to answer. Of course to remarry he must really take the right decision, and best for everything.

"Can we raise Ara together?" ask Andra again.

Hafizah turned around this time, her clear eyes staring at Andra who had been talking a lot since.

"You know? Suppose Ara could be away from you. I don't want to know any other men besides just Mas Azzam all my life, forever." Hafizah explained his feelings.

"Yes." Andra's gaze turned soft upon hearing such a deep confession.

"And Ara?"

"Ara your daughter is with Azzam, that hasn't changed. And I knew at any moment that I would never be able to replace Azzam as the real father for Ara. Also in your heart." Andra said quickly.

His tears well, his love for Azzam is still so great.

"I am well aware that I will not be able to replace Azzam at all, I am nothing compared to your husband. Even my life is far from God. And by not knowing the shame I want to make you my wife. I wish there was a little place in your heart to accept me. I want to make you and Ara happy even if they don't deserve to." Andra.

"Then get rid of yourself."

Andra raised her face, looking at the face of the woman who had just spoken.

Hafizah smiled slightly, though she did not know where she had come from speaking like that. Believing that whatever is said is the best, is God's will.

Tok.dok. There was a knock behind the door.

Andra still wanted to talk but Hafizah opened the door.

"Some are looking for you." this time Tomi who appears by glancing at the two alternately.

"Who?" asked Hafizah was surprised, even he had no friends who would come to him at work.

"Your husband's sister" Tomi glanced at Andra again.

"Ahmad." muttered Hafizah only got a nod from Tomi.

Hafizah passed away leaving Andra and Tomi who seemed to speak through the eyes.

With an annoyed face Andra also stepped up, not happy to let Hafizah and Ahmad talk alone.

But Tomi's hand immediately held her back, making Andra turn angrily. "What about your original goal?"

Tomi smiled wryly, closed the door and sat on the sofa.

"You don't imagine what the end would be like if he knew the truth?" Tom still asks her to talk.

"I imagined it, but I couldn't imagine her getting married to someone else after the time I've been with her all along. His face made me even more insane. Dreaming of each going to sleep, continued with the dream and then after waking up he also did not want to go from my head this! I really can't help it."

"Then?"

"I'll marry her."

"Think again!" tomi pressed her words.

"I've thought about it over and over again, and I still want to marry her."

"What about your sister Indri?" Tom looked worried.

"What can I do? Just hope it'll all end well." Andra patted Tomi on the shoulder and passed out.

He knew Tomi was still putting his heart on his older sister, even he was so sad when Indri had an accident.

Mate and love are not always in line, but Andra is sure that love will accompany when the soul mate has sided with him.

He won't give up.

"I'm going back to the battalion today."

Ahmad's voice rang out from behind the wall of the front room, Hafizah and Ahmad were sitting together on a sofa in the lobby of the large office.

"Take care of yourself, you know exactly you're very busy." Hafizah said subtly, of course as a sister-in-law should still treat her and pay attention to her. Just like when Azzam was alive.

"Of course, sister, that's why I came to see you. I feel like there's something I need to talk to Sister Fiza" she said, forcing a little courage.

"What's that?" tanya Hafizah remained with her delicate voice.

For a moment he seemed hesitant to speak.

"Just tell me not to be a burden on your mind when you get back to work."

Ahmad looked at Hafizah. "Will Sister Fiza get married again?"

The question that made Hafizah stuck, he could not answer.

"Well, can't wait for my service bond to be over, and... I want to replace Mas Azzam." Ahmad looked down so deep.

Eyes that had clearly looked, suddenly blurred hearing speech that seemed to pry at the heart. The real wound never healed, it hurt again. Hafizah was very sad to see Ahmad's sincere desire for him.

"Remember Arafah will be better with me, with us, than with a stranger who has just felt close." she explained.

And again, the Azzam-like eyes really made Hafizah shed tears. Not to mention considering Ara who is actually going to be better with Ahmad.

"I beg Brother Fiza to think about it again" said Ahmad then moved from his seat.

Hafizah went along with rubbing the tears that had flowed.

"Give me an answer after I'm there. Because at the beginning of the next month I'll be serving at the border if Sister Fiza doesn't vote for me."

"How long?" ask Hafizah quickly.

"One year, or more." Ahmad stood looking at Hafizah's face for a moment and turned his gaze to the backpack that began to be lifted.

"Whatever happens, I remain your brother, we should not be separated just because the soul mate is the secret of Allah" said Hafizah accompanied Ahmad step out of the Andra office.

"Yes, I ask your prayers Brother" he said turning his head to Hafizah's face.

"My prayers are with you." replied Hafizah slowly.

Ahmad smiled. "Thank you, assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

Greetings that sent Ahmad away, it was like a loss.