Half of My Husband's life

Not Azzam's Rival

The two assistants massaged their heads after talking to Andra.

"I'm ready to face anything." Andra exited the elevator, letting her two assistants stand.

"If love has spoken."

"You're right, don't be afraid to fight. As Andra fought for the beautiful widow named Hafizah, I also did not want to miss out on fighting for the position of our Boss' sister-in-law." Mingho sauntered out first after the elevator stopped again on the Ground floor.

"I'm not sure." Tomi muttered, smiling mockingly with the intention of her partner.

"You'll see, he'll be fascinated with me." Mingho walked proudly, confirming his collar.

"Well! He won't even look at you." Tomi laughed mockingly.

"Eh, that's just the beginning. See after we meet next. He will come after me." said Mingho proudly.

"I believe it wasn't Kiyai Marzuki's son. But for this one, I'll bet if what happens next is the opposite."

***

Andra smiled to herself in the morning as she sat on her balcony. 'Ever since I was together, something has changed inside me. Your presence makes me not feel alone.'

Sometimes he turned to the left and right pages down there, imagining the presence of Hafizah in the house.

The green garden with colorful flowers will be more beautiful if there is a woman with graceful clothes, ayu face and smooth speech.

Suddenly, his heart warms up considering a smile that is so sweet with neat teeth decorated with dimples.

Similarly to the room behind him, the spacious bed would be hot this morning if the perfect figure he had imagined was there.

Suddenly the quiet buzzing ears were filled with laughter by a subtle sound of teasing, suddenly the eyes that yesterday I changed with a twinkle of love lit up brightly imagining the beauty of living together.

"I will not accept the money, let them live with guilt forever!"

And suddenly the sound of crying Hafizah broke his happy imagination.

"Gosh my god." Andra rubbed her face many times. He really could not calm down since the day he met Hafizah.

"Breakfast Mas Andra" said a housekeeper approaching him.

"No Bi." Andra grabbed the car keys and left immediately.

So quickly the day passed, it did not feel it had been almost a year of Azzam's departure, from since Ara was still breastfeeding, now it was smooth talking and running.

And still, her little legs ran happily when she saw Andra coming with a laugh on her handsome face. The two increasingly look unwilling to separate, it makes Hafizah more confused. In addition, the attention of Andra which later became more visible.

"Assalamualaikum Kiyai." Andra's voice was heard again visiting, and without awkward whenever it came he met Kiyai Marzuki first, asking for permission to meet Ara.

"Son Andra. Can Abi talk for a while." in the end Kiyai Marzuki wants to clarify the relationship of Andra and her daughter.

"Yes Kiyai." Andra according to, sitting in the workspace of the owner of the cottage facing.

"I'm sorry if Abi seems to interfere, but it feels like it's been too long, you've been like a family." Kiyai Marzuki spoke to Andra early on.

"Truely Kiyai, I admit my relationship with Hafizah is very close, surpassing a superior and also subordinate. But it doesn't violate anything." Andra answered very confidently.

Similarly Kiyai Marzuki nodded in understanding, he was sure that Andra's words were true.

"To be honest, I love Kiyai's daughter, I want to marry Hafizah" she continued, feeling it was time to explain her feelings.

Kiyai Marzuki smiled faintly, she had expected that Andra's feelings had clearly endured approaching her daughter for almost a year.

"I will ask Hafizah. And you have to be ready for her answer."

Andra came out feeling relieved to talk about her feelings to Kiyai, but there was a fear of Hafizah's answer later.

"What if he refuses?" Andra muttered to herself, to be honest she was not prepared to lose Hafizah.

And surprised by someone who suddenly stood in his way towards the backyard, where Ara was playing with her caregiver.

"But not necessarily Kak Fiza will accept you" said Ahmad who seemed to have just arrived.

Andra remained silent. He is quite self-aware, not at all comparable to Azzam, also Ahmad who is also no less good than Azzam.

"We want the same people. You approached my niece, who was very clear that I was her guardian, second father to Ara, son of my late brother, Azzam."

"I know." answered Andra briefly, to be honest he was not struggling to face Ahmad, but considering that he had fallen in love with Hafizah, of course he would not give up. Moreover, he has Ara.Yes... Only Ara is the hope for Andra.

"It's good that if you know, Ara will forever be my son, we have the same blood" Ahmad said, then walked into Kiyai Marzuki's room.

Andra turned to look at the man who had just stared intently at her. Acknowledging that Ahmad also has a special place for Kiyai Marzuki, considering Azzam was Kiyai's first son-in-law, hope and favorite at that time.

"I feel like I want to go home, give up and..." Andra closed her eyes for a moment. Feel like a very poor person when dealing with people of faith. And her? Prayer is only in Maghrib time.

"Mother." Ara's voice called out to her mother, it was certain that Hafizah was also in the backyard.

Putting aside the already shrunken guts, trying to come as a superior.

"Assalamualaikum Ara Darling."

The three women turned their heads, Hafizah, Nur, and Ara of course.

"Yeah." The adorable voice was heard shouting, her small body struggling to escape from Nur's embrace.

"How are you, darling?" andra asked as the little girl approached, hugging Andra.

"Old father." The babble delivered a protest, one Sunday they did not meet.

"Sorry, I'm busy, working with Mom." Andra points to Hafizah who always looks embarrassed if Andra points to her as Mother.

"Kelja?" ask the girl again.

"Yes." Yeah." Andra nodded while lifting up the body that had been fat since the last few months.

"Ala's coming." her door hugged Andra's neck.

"Byeah, Ara can come with Mom. Or Ara's staying with Dad. Wanna?" said Andra while glancing at Hafizah who increasingly turned his face.

"You." answered Ara innocently.

Nur looked at the two people with a smile, he knew the direction Andra was saying. But Hafizah chose to pretend not to listen.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

Ahmad greeted everyone except Andra, he reluctantly glanced at her.

"Wa'alaikum hail Ahmad." Nur and Hafizah said together.

"When did you come?" Hafizah moved from his seat, turning the direction of his seat to face Ahmad more. Of course as a family left from Azzam he should be more appreciative of Ahmad's return.

"Just now, sister, I miss you" he said looking at Hafizah's face, but clearly made Nur turn his face away.