Half of My Husband's life

Don't Forget to Be Thankful

"Woman Who? Even before we got married I didn't have any girlfriends." Andra approached Hafizah, hugged and kissed her forehead but did not change her smiling face.

It was in a hurry, but not calm with the attitude of the first Hafizah he saw it so.

"Darling." call Andra to look at her face again.

"Who's the business partner you're meeting with?" ask Fiza.

"He is Indonesian, It's just that he has developed his business in Singapore so he has settled there. So the meeting must be early in the morning." Andra explained but did not also see the smile and friendly attitude of his wife.

"?"

Andra was astonished. "Don't this often darling, what was last night still lacking?" whispering tease.

Fiza took a breath, her hands hugged Andra but she did not smile.

Andra smiled back at Hafizah's embrace. "I'll be home soon."

When going to get into the car, Andra was still looking at the second floor where their room was. Not to mention Hafizah did not deliver as usual. He was worried that his wife was angry, but what was the cause? Suddenly asked about women? Whose woman?

Andra drove towards the direction where she would be meeting, she already did not have much time. But Hafizah still thinks a lot.

As promised, only a third of the day he works and will go home to play with Ara. The man who was still in his neat suit got out of his car a little in a hurry.

"Auntie, where's my wife?" ask Andra while walking.

"Above Mas Andra, since morning Mbak Fiza has not come down, not even eaten" reported a domestic assistant.

Andra is passing fast.

"Sweet_"

Fiza looked solemnly teaching, The Qur'an before her opened, but read it with her eyes closed.

Andra smiled, slowing down her steps into the room. 'I feel I am marrying an angel.' he murmured in his heart.

Until the melodious voice ended teaching him, precisely with his rote.

"Mas."

Call him immediately to close the Qur'an and release his face.

Andra smiled again, unceasing admiration in her heart, staring at the increasingly radiant face without even dressing up.

Fiza grabs Andra's hand and kisses Andra's back lovingly, reflecting the faithful wife. Andra liked it very much.

"Is your job done?" tanya Fiza took off her husband's suit.

"Yes." answered Andra briefly.

The crystal clear eyes stared for a moment. No further conversation, Fiza suddenly turned quiet.

"Darling?" Andra grabbed him, holding Fiza in her warm embrace.

"What's up, Mom?" avoiding Andra's face so close.

"What are you thinking? Why did you ask this morning about women?"

Hafizah was still reluctant to look at Andra's face, but wanted to find his own answer if Andra lied.

"Who did you meet this morning?" Fiza repeated her question while looking at the buttons of the shirt parallel to her face.

"With our business partners." Andra's convinced.

"Woman?" so he repeats.

"No, man Two people. And yes, he brought his daughter who_"

Hafizah let go of Andra's embrace, turning away.

"We met at one table, discussed work."

Fiza didn't say.

Andra got more confused approaching Fiza again and hugged her. "Is my wife jealous?"

I heard a heavy breath.

"I just love you. There's no one more attractive to me."

"But why don't you be honest Mas, even Mingho said you'd meet the beautiful Miss!"

Andra seemed to be hearing wrongly. "Mingho?"

"She called you, also sent a message about the Beautiful Miss you will meet early in the morning." there was disappointment in the look on Hafizah's face, it was clearly visible from the side.

"Mingho? When_"

Andra was getting all wrong, she was confused about how much more Hafizah left her in the room.

"Mingho." furious. Grabbing a cell phone and seeing a message before he leaves.

"He really!" Andra pressed the number of his assistant, with several times rubbing his face he could not wait for his call to be lifted.

"Hello."

"What do you mean send a message and mention Non beautiful in it!" snapped Andra.

"Well!"

"Well what! You deliberately want to make my wife angry and jealous! Just be careful if Fiza doesn't believe me anymore, I'll make sure to throw you from the 10th floor."

"But it's true, she's beautiful."

"Beautiful you think! Base of the basket."

"Eh, I'm working on your big project! You mustn't be angry with me for the results to be good." said Mingho.

"If it's not good I'll lower your position as OB!" upset Andra again does not want to lose.

"You're so mean, you go home from work without feeling, only I do it alone. You even scolded me like this!" mingho's grouse across the phone.

"You deserve to be angry even more than that!"

Tuttl...

"Mingho! Mingho! you're being rude." Upset you saw the screen of his phone, the call was over.

'Prepare your work and bring it here later in the afternoon!' Andra wrote a message to Mingho.

Without waiting for a reply, he did not care and immediately chased after Hafizah.

"Ayaah." Ara's voice was heard shouting as Andra went down the stairs. The little boy was wearing a knee-length swimsuit, and his arms touched his elbows.

"Ah, Honey. Are you ready?" Andra approached him, looking at Hafizah who had just come out of the toy room Ara picked up the wind-filled duck.

"Ready!" Ara nodded, her face so adorable. His eyes were clear like Hafizah, his lips were also ank hair on his forehead exactly the same, only his nose was more to Ahmad.

Suddenly Andra remembered his wife's sister-in-law. Azzam is similar to Ahmad. That was also why he was so jealous if the man contacted Hafizah.

"Let's Dad." Ara hugged Andra's neck, it had become a habit for her to be spoiled.

As a child, Fiza would not forbid it. Unlike if it is already growing up, of course there must be a limit between the two.

Hafizah accompanied the two dear ones from behind. Letting them laugh and play but not joining.

"Mak Fiza." Aunty came to throw a daydream that didn't know where it was going.

"Auntie."

"There are guests for Mbak Fiza, Mbak Ningrum as Mbak Nur came." said Bibi with a smile.

"Nur and Ningrum Bi?"

"Yes Ma'am." replied Auntie Ara's nanny.

Fiza rushed in to meet her two sisters who suddenly came not to tell her that afternoon.

"My sisters." muttered Hafizah with a soft distinctive voice.

"Assalamualaikum Sister Fiza." both of them smiled so sweetly.

"Wa'alaikum salam warahmatullaah." Fiza took the two to sit down.

"Where's Ara?" Nur asked directly.

Hafizah looked at the side door that was wide open. "They're swimming."

"Oh, God's Masha." Nur was so amazed to see Andra laughing freely with Ara who also did not want to lose, he laughed so happy with the typical adorable voice.

Hafizah smiled, but then looked down.

"That's a happiness that's hard to come by" Nur began the conversation after glancing at her brother.

Fiza looked at her sister, who might have been guessing that Hafizah's feelings were not okay.

"And not everyone can have it. Even for a happy word one must struggle with feelings, and wait in pain."

"It's not time yet" replied Hafizah.

"And don't forget to be grateful." Nur smiled at Hafizah.

"Astaghfirullah." - Hafizah looked down.