Half of My Husband's life

Come to Pondok Pesantren

The towering building with more than a thousand employees and employees was crowded, the various activities carried out there from the core employees to the employees outside the building were all seen as busy that morning.

"We're going to visit our new hotel." Mingho and Tomi walked towards the director's room.

"It's best to be with him." Tom pointed at the room in front of him.

The two entered Andra's room.

"You ready?" tanya Mingho stood before his superior.

"You're the one who left" he replied, not even looking.

"Alright, then I'll just take Hafizah."

"He didn't come in." said Andra quickly, making the two handsome assistants look at each other.

"It turns out that's the cause." Mingho chuckled amusedly seeing his superior not being excited.

"What do you mean?" annoyed Andra turned to his two assistants.

"Nothing, I just thought that right now Hafizah was having a warm conversation with her sister-in-law, joking with her adorable niece. Ah, it really looks like a whole family."

"And it's well deserved, considering Ara is the son of her late brother." Tomi said as she sat back on one leg.

"Get out or I throw?" Andra grabbed a miniature hotel on her desk.

"No, it's not that. I mean after we go to the hotel we will go to the boarding school of Hafizah, I have a little money, I want to save the reward for the children of memorization of the Qur'an there." Mingho took out a bundle of money of about five million.

Andra stared intently, but then grabbed her coat and put it on.

Tomi smiled, immediately went first, it is certain they will go home in the afternoon if they have visited the house of Hafizah. The bond between a child and his boss is a complicated thing, difficult to digest with logic but real in the eye. Their drama has been going on for quite some time, and forms its own concern for Tomi who knows where it all started, namely the Azzam accident.

The afternoon after Azhar, happiness in the boarding house was still so thick felt. There is no routine activity for today, all children's learning schedules are empty only in the contents with worship only. Kiyai Marzuki really wants to let go of her longing with her three daughters.

"It turns out our youngest sister is very reliable to keep Abi." Hafizah praised Ningrum's youngest sister.

"Truely, I didn't expect. Even everyday he is an impatient man, and likes to fight." He half whispered at the end of his speech.

The two giggled amusedly, not least Kiyai Marzuki joined in smiling to see her three children joking.

"I feel at home there, almost forgot the Indonesian language." said Ningrum increasingly make his two brothers laugh. They know exactly his sister endured boredom as hard as the heart in the country of the person.

"Sorry, we can't replace you." Hafizah grabbed the shoulder of her youngest sister.

"And sorry from Brother too, because you took care of Abi your education got delayed." Nur also rubbed Ningrum's shoulder which should be currently in college Semester two, and was forced to give up to take care of their father.

"No problem, I'm no less great than you two aren't I?"

"Of course my sister." Hafizah hugged Ningrum warmly.

"You are the angels of Abi." praise their father while embracing Ara his only grandchild.

"Dad." said the little boy then made Kiyai surprised, including Ahmad who sat far away but could still hear them.

"Dad?" ask Kiyai repeating.

"Dad...!" his calling grew clearer by continuously staring towards the front gate, making everyone turn their head.

"Sir Andra." muttered Hafizah in disbelief the man who became his superior now walked closer to them with Ustadz Arifin one of the teachers there.

"Assalamualaikum Kiyai." Greetings from Ustadz Arifin, accompanied by greetings from the three handsome men behind him.

"Dad." called Ara again, extending his hand towards Andra until her small body slightly surpassed the embrace of the grandfather.

While both Andra's assistants elbowed each other with their eyes can not be separated from the beautiful faces of the two Hafizah brothers.

"Ma.sorry." said Andra then reached out her hands to hold Ara.

"Oh." Kiyai Marzuki handed over her grandson in a daze.

"How are you, darling?" andra said as she raised Ara's small body parallel to her face.

"He was Fiza's superior in Abi's office" explained Hafizah over her father's confusion. "And they were the assistants of Mr. Andra, Fiza's co-worker" he explained, smiling kindly.

"Right Kiyai, we heard that you just got back from Singapore, and we all wanted to visit." Tomi explains their arrival, then shakes hands in turn.

The bustling atmosphere among the many men made Kiyai feel happy, no less attracting the attention of Ara who seemed to not want to be separated from Andra. Makes Kiyai Marzuki feel there is something strange between Andra, Ara, and her daughter Hafizah.

And since just paying attention, pretending to be busy chatting with young ustadz finally Ahmad exhausted his patience as well. "Darling, come with Uncle."

But Ara shook her head, leaning even more on Andra's chest.

"Can you persuade my nephew to come with me?" pinta Ahmad with a look of dislike towards Andra.

Andra glanced at everyone who suddenly made herself the object that stopped time.

"Give me a minute." answered Andra later.

Sure enough, after a while and Andra took him into the car, gave him a lot of toys and persuaded him to meet Hafizah.

"Give it to Fiza." pinta Andra to Ahmad.

"I know." annoyed Ahmad grabbed Ara's small body, and passed into the house.

"Give me." pinta Nur who had been peeking behind the curtain watching Ahmad's face look sour.

"No need, let Ara be with me" he said, then chose to sit on the porch beside the house.

Silent for a moment, only the sound of Ara was heard playing a toy from Andra.

"You like Sister Fiza."

Ahmad turned to Nur who suddenly guessed what he was feeling. "I only have Ara" he said focusing on his nephew's face again.

"Of course, even when Ara marries you it's what she'll be looking for." Nur replied slightly glancing at Ahmad's handsome face.

"I don't want to lose my family, you know I've lost Mas Azzam."

"I know, not just you but us too." Nur said.

Ahmad still seems to think.

"But it would be nice if you are sincere, do not force anything other than to try and pray that everything will be fine."

"I always pray that I don't lose Ara as well as your brother" Ahmad said.

"It is true that the prayer of a real person will be fulfilled, but do not forget that prayer does not change destiny. Even when Abi was so happy to get a son-in-law like Mas Azzam, he always prayed that Mas Azzam always in the protection of Allah SWT. But in fact we lost Mas Azzam too. Try and pray, but don't forget to be sincere with the life-giving. He knows what's best for us, what you really want to have isn't necessarily the best for you. And between what you expect, there are others who wish for the same happiness. And it is also being turned to Allah alone, hoping to find one who does not expect himself."

Nur left Ahmad without looking, I don't know what the long-hooded girl was thinking until she was disappointed.