Half of My Husband's life

Wanna Meet

"That's how life is, even though Indri has tried to be okay with the previous life is also no less bad. Her husband cheated on her and she got so bad. Luckily there was Tomi who always made him strong, Tomi was Indri's only assistant at that time, I was still just working." explained Mingho again.

"Are they close?"

Mingho seemed to be in disbelief, it turned out that this cruel little fellow wanted to know a lot of things.

"Yes, Tomi liked Indri for a long time, she loved and admired Indri but did not bother him." Mingho smiled explaining that.

"Well, it's called love in silence. It must have been beautiful, sad, happy, sad and longing to be in it." she smiled a little.

"Do you like love stories?" mingho asked venturing out, after all the girl had asked too many questions.

"Of course, all women are like that." Ningrum leaned back with a flat back face.

"When did you fall in love?" Mingho was questioning him more and more.

"Well!"

"I want to know." said Mingho softly, complete with a no less gentle gaze.

"I.that's. Later on, I'm afraid of a tragic love story." Ningrum replied later.

"Tragic how?" Mingho.

"Like Brother Indri, the accident to unconscious for 16 months, it's scary!"

"16 months?" asked Fiza suddenly made the two people turn their heads.

"Fiza." Mingho stood half shocked, losing his laughter.

Hafizah sat down and thought, two days ago Andra also said something strange to Indri. She became interested in the story of her husband's brother's accident.

"Mingho, try to tell me what kind of accident Kak Indri really. I feel that there is still a burden for him, especially Mas Andra who had said that Kak Indri should not have any burden, because Mas Andra has made him happy. Who does Mas Andra mean makes him happy?" hafizah asked as if she had thought about it for a long time.

"Oh, that..."

Hafizah looked at Mingho's thoughtful face.

"Please sign this file first." Mingho opened the file he was carrying, thrusting it to Fiza immediately.

"Mingho?" ask Fiza while handing over the file again to Mingho.

"Perhaps the family of the victim who died when Indri Kak accident?" sahut Ningrum just like that.

"But why should Mas Andra make him happy? Is there no way to give it responsibility."

With suspicion and jealousy he still demanded an explanation from Mingho who was increasingly confused.

"Is she a woman?"

Those consecutive questions made Mingho and Ningrum unintentionally stare at each other. The little girl then threw away her gaze. Can be seen from the side he was smacking a smile.

"Yes, she's a woman" Mingho replied as calmly as possible, or else things would go awry.

"How old is he?" tanya Hafizah looked more worried.

"Sixty-two." Mingho lied, whereas the woman had the opposite age.

There was a sigh of relief from Hafizah, as well as Ningrum who was also worried.

"Where does he live Mingho?"

Back Mingho forcibly swallowed his saliva, it turned out that his inner attack was not over yet.

"He's out of town. Sorry, Fiza, I have to go back to the office. Can you get me a blue map?" the door wants to leave immediately.

"All right."

While Ningrum started packing messy Ara toys. And Mingho picked up toys to help Ningrum.

"I hear you're forced not to go to college to take care of your father." Mingho started a slow conversation.

Ningrum's little hand paused for a moment.

"Do you not want to study in this city alone, you can enter the best faculty." continued Mingho again.

While Ningrum had not given any answer, even though he seemed to be thinking.

"I see that many students and students are busy taking the registration form for college, if you want me to help you get into the faculty, you don't need to be far from your father either."

Ningrum raised his face that had been looking down since then, until the eyes of the two were staring at each other.

"Tomorrow I'll send the form to the cottage." Mingho smiled softly, although not responded by Ningrum, the girl looked down again and finished packing Ara's toy.

"Mingho, here's the file." Hafizah brought the file that Mingho had requested.

The man who was crouching from his chair is now standing, putting some of Ara's toys on the table and taking the file from Hafizah's hand.

"Thank you." Mingho kept it with another file.

"Either. One day I will meet the woman you told me about, I want to talk to her from heart to heart." said Fiza making Mingho again surprised.

"Yes, you'll see it later. Just so you know the accident wasn't entirely Indri's fault. But in the end, God separated her from her husband. He lost, he was also confused, lost the focus of life is also the figure of a husband and father. Like you Fiza, you lost Azzam, Ara lost her father. But then God brought you together with Andra, I think you got that happiness again." Mingho replied sounding so wise.

"Yes." Yeah." Fiza looked at Ara who was walking a bit away.

"He loves you so much, trust me."

Almost disbelieving a Mingho who usually only seduces today looks serious.

If you remember when Azzam left, it's as if there wouldn't be today. The world was dark, and he thought about how he would be alive tomorrow. Even the life on his body seemed to be a little.

And about the word sincere? Fiza thought that the woman Mingho told me about was certainly not sincere even though Andra could guarantee all her needs. But maybe, slowly they can forgive if Andra really means it. "I'll meet him someday, how do I know it can make Kak Indri soon recover."

At 20:00, Ara accidentally had not slept even though she had yawned several times, she deliberately sat on the living room sofa while facing the door.

Shortly afterwards the door opened, and Ara's clear eyes opened perfectly as Andra stood with the bag in her hand.

"Yeahhhh.....!" he got off the soft sofa, running impatiently to hug Andra.

"Dear Assalamualaikum." said Andra to the little girl.

"Wa'alaikum greetings Father." she replied in an adorable voice.His little hands hugged Andra, giving her forehead to kiss immediately.

"Why haven't you slept?" ask Andra. Fiza approached with a longing smile, a face that was soothing and did not forget her soft voice.

"Mas." called him immediately and got Andra into his warm embrace.

"I miss so much." she whispered and then kissed the two of them in turn.

Not long after Ara had fallen asleep, even Andra had just finished bathing.

"Did Mingho come here?" andra asked after drying her hair with a towel, sitting next to Ara.

"Iya Mas, we also had time to tell about the woman who was abandoned by her husband due to the accident Indri Kak.

"Uhugh..." Andra choked intensely, the warm tea that had just been gulped into something painful in her throat.

"Mas."

"It's okay." Andra tried to catch her breath. "Then?"

"I want to meet him."