Half of My Husband's life

Yes, Faith!

"Assalamualaik."

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Nur and Kiyai Marzuki turned to the man wearing a white shirt without a suit, it seemed that Andra had not come home since from the office.

"I'm sorry I come all these nights" said Andra, watching Kiyai Marzuki holding Ara.

"Come in." Kiyai Marzuki invited Andra, moreover Ara had already wriggled with her small hand stretched out to be with Andra immediately.

"Is Ara sick?" tanya Andra approached Kiyai and grabbed Ara's body.

"Maybe tired of playing, sorry for making you come. Nak Andra must be very busy." said Kiyai Marzuki again.

"No Kiyai, I was just about to go home. And I miss Ara too." Andra also seduced Ara whose eyes were still wet.

Only a spoiled whimper came from Ara's tiny lips, hugging Andra and leaning her head.

Kiyai Marzuki looks amazed, the bondless relationship between Ara and Andra really makes him distrustful, but toddlers can certainly feel the heart of someone who is really sincere or just pretending. For a moment he sat down, looking at his eldest daughter who also lowered her head by linking her hands together. Hafizah is feeling the same way, feeling bad, embarrassed, and somehow more.

Just for a moment in the living room, Andra's steps so slowly rubbed and held Ara in her arms, she was already sound asleep.

"Ara was already sleeping." a remark that then made Hafizah also Ningrum look at her.

The small hand that had rebelled was absent with a face looking up, Ara's delicate cheeks clinging to Andra's chest.

"Thank you Andra" a Kiyai greeting to her.

Andra came home with a lot of hope of living with Hafizah. Her face was beautiful when she looked at it at night. Of course tonight, and the next night will run out with a beautiful delusion about Hafizah.

"I'm really crazy." Andra rubbed her face many times even after taking a bath. Sleeping hugging the roll so tightly, closing your eyes and imagining the roll will turn warm and return the hug until morning and forever.

***

After the Decree which according to Hafizah is correct, night prayers, and istiqarah are increasingly reassuring.

Early in the morning Hafizah glided to Surabaya. Coincidentally Kiyai Marzuki is going to meet the invitation of a relative who is also in Surabaya. As promised Hafizah will give an answer, as well as ask her to be Azzam's successor and marry Nur. Along the way continue to pray, may Ahmad be willing.

Surabayan.

"Should we go straight to Mas Ahmad's battalion?" tanya Ningrum waited anxiously.

"No, it's better to be here. Ahmad's battalion isn't far." Hafizah put down his phone which had just received a message from Ahmad.

The atmosphere in an open cafe, the background of the plantation and many green ornamental trees make the atmosphere there so soothing.

"Sister."

Hafizah turned to her youngest sister who seemed to be thinking.

"Will Ahmad be disappointed?" ask Ningrum.

"We leave it to God, Brother only wants the best for everyone." replied Hafizah smiling gently.

"If Nur didn't love Mas Ahmad, would Kak Fiza have accepted him?" Ningrum continued to ask, that was his youngest sister's habit despite only getting a smile in response.

And the figure waiting for it finally came.

His body is dashing, his face is handsome with neat hair, his arms look sturdy with a typical military circular watch is amazing.

"Assalamualaikum Sis." Ahmad sat in a chair next to Hafizah.

"Wa'alaikum greeting Ahmad My brother." sounds so melodious, but implied a different meaning in Ahmad's ears, his heart was not sure.

"So far did Sister Fiza come here" said Ahmad again, clutching Ara's hand which was engrossed with snacks, sitting with Ningrum.

"As promised, Brother Fiza wants to give an answer" he said subtly.

Silent for a moment until Ningrum moved to the other table with Ara.

"We have become brothers" said Hafizah to make Ahmad's eyes sad.

"Sister is not rejecting you Ahmad. Instead I am asking you to be a replacement for Mas Azzam to continue the owner of the boarding school as Abi wishes, be a second father to Ara, be a guardian for all of us. Be Abi's great man, and be my sister who is always in my prayer."

Ahmad looked at Fiza with many questions.

"Marry Nur, you'll get it all."

It was heartbroken for an Ahmad, it was unexpected that the arrival of Hafizah wanted him to marry another woman, although with a face that was no less beautiful, but Hafizah had already attracted him. "Is Brother Fiza..."

"If I had chosen you, you would have only gotten second place, even the shadow of Mas Azzam never left. I will be with you but only love Mas Azzam, and always be like that."

Ahmad lowered his head, thinking of his brother-in-law's words which were indeed true.

A little consideration, rather than marrying someone else, Nur is better and she will not lose Ara.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

Kiyai Marzuki came after his affairs at the home of relatives not far from the cafe.

"Wa'alaikum hail Abi." they all answered.

The atmosphere did not change with the arrival of Kiyai. Then proceed with a firm expression.

"Abi came to see you on purpose. If you don't mind marrying Nur Handayani Abi's second daughter so that we all remain a whole family. Abi was so hopeful." The old face of an authoritative kiyai made Ahmad touched. Given how the man did not mind his daughter living mediocre with the Brother.

"Alright Abi, I will not be able to resist. I'll see Nur when I get home from the border."

"How long?"

"One year."

In the end, God eases the affairs of the world that sound complicated. And it becomes so easy after a heart-to-heart sincere expression.

"Alhamdulillah."

Hafizah's red car drove towards the exit of Surabaya City, leaving Ahmad who also returned to the battalion with a tight heart but then sincere.

"Nur" he said slowly.

And not separated from Andra's supervision, the man who was restless was sending a message that made Hafizah smile. "Go home, I can't think straight when you're with someone else."

"I'm going home." replied Hafizah.

"Yes, go home and be mine."

"God..." Hafizah covered her own mouth while smiling.

"Sister?" Ningrum looked at him in wonder.

"No" replied Hafizah closing her phone screen.

Ningrum grabbed the phone, curious to know what made her brother smile to himself.

"Where does he know about our departure?" ask Ningrum.

"Of course, it looks like he has a spy." Hafizah chuckled to himself.

"I love you, my future wife."

The message still continued, making Ningrum round his eyes.

"Yes my faith." Ningrum immediately replied to him without asking Hafizah's permission.

"Dik, that's not good." said Hafizah.

"Let her scream and jump happily."

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