Half of My Husband's life

Jealous

Blissfully.

The phrase to describe the life of Hafizah with Andra, there is no longer a distance when it comes to joking with Ara who will somehow consider Andra her father.

Occasionally passing through the sadness of happiness created suddenly, Andra was present as a replacement for Azzam. Little curious. 'Is in Ara's deepest heart still Mas Azzam?'

Hafizah looked at the spacious courtyard of Andra's mansion, there was a cozy garden for a moment to relax and a housekeeper who was always available to serve both. She was like a queen there.

"Sometimes I miss work in the office." said Hafizah that afternoon Ara played with the young housekeeper with laughter, and I sat alone with Andra.

"For what?" asked Andra then sat close and hugged Hafizah.

"Just looking for busyness, I don't do anything at home anyway."

"Tomi said that when you married Azzam she wouldn't let you work. He also said a Quran memorizer should not be tired, afraid to forget his memorization." he spoke as if asking.

"Mas Azzam used to say that." Hafizah looked down, there was a longing when he heard the name Azzam mentioned.

"Yes. You can't do anything. Especially after you get pregnant later, I want you to take care of Ara, as well as our child to be like you." Andra kissed the head of Hafizah.

"It's not work that eliminates Mas's memorization, but negative thoughts and foods that are not halal. I heard from a friend of mine in Egypt. Even though I've never proven it." he chuckled.

"Food?" andra asked in wonder.

"Yes, as long as you get the right money, your whole family will always be close to God, your children will be good behavior, according to their parents, intelligent way of thinking, intelligent way of thinking, he will take you always to goodness, to the heaven of God. But if a man, provide for his family with unwholesome reserves. What happens is the opposite. Your son, will lead you to evil, will always lead you to a tormenting hell. Even in his daily life his family would not have any serenity. Calm, quarrel, hate each other, home does not feel safe, poor affection, and sick."

"That's scary." Andra shuddered at hearing it.

"Why should I be afraid?" Hafizah laughs.

"I can't imagine a house like that. Then what about a sick like Indri?" Andra looked at Hafizah's face.

Hafizah stared at the spacious courtyard. "I don't know Mas, isn't Indri's sister a good person?" ask Hafizah, according to what he heard when talking to Tomi.

"Yes, that's right. But I feel like there's something my brother wants. And I don't know." Andra thinks. "What do you think puts a person in such a state?"

Hafizah thinks back. "There can be unresolved world affairs."

"Example?" Andra really wants to know.

"Debit?"

Andra took a breath. "It feels impossible if Indri has a debt, he's not like that."

"There is a lot of debt, one of which is money, and it does not pay off even though he died in martyrdom. But there are many other debts, maybe promises or other things that Indri so wanted. Suppose he wants someone to be with him, or there's someone he wants to be responsible for his pain, we don't know Mas. We can only pray that Allah will show the truth, as well as kindness to Indri immediately."

"Is an apology also a debt?" andra asked with her sad eyes also anxiously mixed.

"He needs a calm path to step away from this temporary world, it could be an apology to make him sincere to leave" said Hafizah slowly and subtly.

Andra rubbed her face, releasing a hug from Hafizah's shoulder, suddenly agitated and really holding a heavy weight.

"Mas Andra, what's wrong?" hafizah asked again in a delicate voice, her hands hugging Andra's arms.

"It's okay, dear." she said turning to Hafizah, trying to calm down and hugging him again.

"I think Indri was in trouble when the accident happened."

"really?" Hafizah changed her sitting position to face Andra.

"Yes, Indri was devastated when she found out that she was pregnant with the child of my Sister-in-law. Last time they met at a party outside the city, my brother-in-law wanted to apologize and I suspected that Indri's accident had something to do with my brother-in-law. He had come to lead the company, but Brother Indriani gave power to me, not to him. He was angry and hated me. Tomi suspected that while checking the brakes of Kak Indri's car did not work on the day of the accident, there was no other evidence. Indri's cell phone went missing at the scene of the accident, but didn't find it, the phone died."

Hafizah recalled Azzam's accident, taking a breath.

"Where did the accident happen?" the question surprised Andra.

"A_" Andra said.

Hafizah was still waiting curiously.

"At..."

"Where's Mas?"

"Bak Fiza, the phone has been ringing ever since." The aunt came out of the mansion with a cell phone in her hand.

"Who Bi? Hafizah turned around, seeing the arrival of Aunt behind her.

"A..." Aunty narrowed her myopic eyes, reading the name on Hafizah's phone. "Ah..y."

Made Andra look fast.

"Oh." Hafizah grabbed her phone, then looked at the face of the man beside her. "Mas, can I talk to him?"

Withstanding the dislike, Andra nodded in the end.

Hafizah smiled and started talking. "Assalamualaikum Ahmad."

"Wa'alaikum greetings Kak. Two more days I'm leaving for the border, I'm asking for your prayers so I can get home safely."

"Ah, that must be Dik. I will always pray for the safety of all of us. Hmmm... Is there a message for Nur?" awaiting answer.

"No brother, just tell you, and tell him I'll be gone in two days" he replied.

"Would you call him? He'll be happy to receive a message from you." Hafizah said.

"Well, I'll try."

Until the call ended, Hafizah still seemed to think, of course he was curious about the development of the relationship between his youngest brother and Ahmad, but at a glance from their conversation Ahmad had not contacted Nur at all.

So did Andra, her eyes glanced at the face of ayu Hafizah. He knew Ahmad was still thinking about his wife, and he really thought of the short phone as just an excuse. He doesn't like.

"Well, he doesn't call you very often. Doesn't she have Nur's cell phone number?" Andra did not have the patience to just keep quiet.

"He has no family other than me and Ara Mas, maybe he's still hesitant to contact Nur."

"That's just an excuse." Andra said.

Fiza looked at the face that was suddenly not warm.

"I don't like him calling you."