Hold on or let go!

The Eps 236

Azan dawn had passed a few minutes ago, Me and Febri mas also had a short break to the mosque to carry out my two rakaat. After that, we continued on our way home.

Slowly, the sun began to shine. Our car got into a village not too close to the protocol road. But the road can still be passed by two-way car.

The car stopped in front of a minimalist house with misti and dark gray paint.

"Come down!", take Febri. I got out of the car too. He took our things out of the trunk. I did the same thing. Helping our luggage which is actually not too much. There were only a few bags containing Febri's uniform.

Mas Febri took me to a terrace that was not too wide. Only a small terrace filled with two benches and a small table.

My husband crouched down, picked up the key behind one of the benches. Then he opened the living room door.

"Assalamualaikum alaina waala ibadilahishalihin!", we said in unison.

"Alhamdulillah, it has come to nduk!", said Mas Febri lowered his shoulders. Like her she was very tired.

"Yes mas. Thank goodness!", I said.

After that, he took me to sit on the sofa. We sat next to each other.

"Sorry, if our house is small!" he said.

"It's okay, ma'am. What a big deal, we're just two of us!"

"Eum, when did you take this place? The power just cleared, huh?"

"Yes, there was a neighbor here who cleaned up yesterday."

I nodded thinly while looking around.

"You rest first. I'll take a look around for a second."

"Yes!", replied Febri. He threw himself on the couch. I went inside room by room. Right, this house is not big. There are only two rooms in this house.

One room was quite large, it seemed like the one we were going to use for the main room. In front of the room, there is a kitchen that is directly connected to the dining room. While behind there is a bathroom with little space that there is a washing machine as well as a place to dry clothes.

"Anyone who wants to provide up to this detail?", murmured me.

I went straight to the kitchen which was still very clean. Kitchen equipment has never been used. I turned on the water in the sink, the water was also clear and smooth. After that, I headed to the kitchen door. As it turned out, there was only a perimeter wall that seemed to confine between our house and the back neighbor.

No matter how small, I have to be grateful for what Febri gave me. After all, he tried to give the best to me.

After locking the kitchen door, I headed to the bathroom. I also wash my face to refresh the skin that must be very dull especially after a long trip.

I went back to the living room, Febri fell asleep on the couch. I slowly moved the bags filled with clothes into the room.

Clean the room we will be in. Then put some clothes in the closet. As for the Febri mas uniform I still leave it outside because I will iron it later. I don't know which uniform he'll wear tomorrow when he first enters work.

After struggling with all the joy in the room, I prepared to take a shower. Lucky this house is clean without drama nyapu mopping everything.

But before I took a shower, I saw Febri's mas first. Plus, our living room door was open. Although not a crowded road, but how unethical if anyone sees my husband asleep like that.

I locked it first. My husband is really exhausted apparently. It's been an hour of her sleeping position like that.

"You are not tired of his position is rich that after all mas?", ask me while confirming the position of his legs that hang one. His big body sleeps high on a sofa that short, natural if not fit.

"Mas, move in yuk's room? I'm done with it."

Mas Febri just moaned a little and then folded his hands on his chest.

"Mas ..!", I rubbed his cheek. He was trying to open his eyes.

"Hum?"

"Move to room. His sleeping position is like that. I was done with it. I can make a fall."

"Yes nduk!", he said as he sat down. Probably took his life. He looked at me.

"What?", I asked in wonder.

"Wanna take a shower?"

I'm nodding.

"Yes, just finished. After taking a shower I went to the shop. Said he'd be late afternoon meeting you at the dateng."

"Please order nduk? You're tired too."

"You can yourself do not have to order. The kitchen equipment is also complete. What's wrong with cooking, right?"

Febri grabbed my shoulder.

"Aren't you tired?", he asked again.

"Ngga. Easy later if tired ya stay rest, malem also on to the here? How many people?"

"Eum, most abis isya. You know, about ten or fifteen people are rich."

"Eum, is that okay?"

"Eat him, do not try to cook ya Nduk! The cutlery is also a complete ballom. Still tight! Have you checked yet!?"

"Yes, anyway. I don't know if there's gonna be so much coming."

Febri plays my hair.

"What?"

"Kok can anyone ngontrakin house until the whole thing is complete like this?"

Not answering Febri actually smiled. The fingers are still playing in my hair.

"Can be."

"Well, yes, I am the ngontrakin. I want to say thank you, I want to contrast this house to be this complete."

"Yes, love again!", said Febri.

"You want to represent her?? There-there's!"

Mas Febri hugged me tighter now.

"Sorry, I stink of acem. That was abis sorted out, right? This dried!"

"Belgium!"

"Mas, I'm gonna take a shower!"

"Have a bath!" said Febri lightly.

"No, I'm ashamed!"

"Well, why the shame? Naninu isn't ashamed, why take a bath together?"

"It's a different concept!"

"Take a bath together as well!"

I snorted in annoyance. Pinched her pretty lips.

"Girl ah mas, I'm going to take a shower!"

"Yes!", he took his embrace off me.

"Mas ask me a minute!"

"What ?"

"Do you like this house?"

"Human? Thank God you like it."

"When I say this... lateumah Aisyah who designed it, are you angry?"

I'm speechless.

So, this house is not a contract? This is indeed his home with Aisyah? How do I feel like I'm breathing??

"Sir!", he said rubbing my head.

"So, this house is yours and Ayesha's?", I asked. Febri.

"This is our home!", he rubbed my head gently, intending to kiss my forehead, I got up from the sofa.

"Sorry, I want to take a shower!", I said as I strode towards the back bathroom.

But Febri caught me.

"Don't be angry!", he said.

"No!", I replied calmly. But somehow even my eyes water, not to cry anyway.

"But we've never lived here!" he said.

"You want to stay here, nothing. This is your house before!", I said, looking the other way.

Febri kissed the top of my head from behind. He still hugged me so tightly.

Slowly I let go of her embrace.

"I'm going to take a shower!", I said slightly forcing Febri to take her hand off my waist.

"Mother.!", he just called me, that's what I heard. Because after that, I turned on the water faucet until I didn't listen to the sound from outside.

I take off my clothes one by one. Doused my body that felt sticky and tired.

I stood in front of the tub. All I think about now is...why should I be this emotional? Although my anger does not explode but my chest rumbles to scream.

What would be wrong if this was their home before? Why should I be angry? Don't we both know we have a past? Then what makes me angry?

Do I still deserve to be jealous of Aisha's late? Or am I angry that he didn't speak honestly to me before?

He knows I want everything new like our relationship is also just starting!!!?

A hufft! Patience Bia, patience! That's why I want to be angry! Inget, tonight his friends come! Don't embarrass your husband!

I am trying to calm my heart!