Hold on or let go!

The Eps 242

Febri goes about his activities like the others in his office. Since morning he had not had time to contact his wife because he was busy after taking a leave of absence.

Until the lunch hour and dhuhur prayer, he took the time to just be patient with Bia.

[Assalamualaikum Nduk?]

[Guardiansalam]

[Again what?]

Febri was putting up his shoes because he had just finished Dhuhur prayer.

[Heheh rebahan aja mas. Why again? His name is lawyer]

[Successful lawyer makes happy husband born inner world hereafter hehehe]

[Hahahah can be. Aamiin]

[Nduk kangen!?]

Rengek Febri, his partner who had just finished praying just giggled to hear a Febri could be seromantic to his wife. Though they knew, Febri had never been like that at his late first wife.

Love can change everything. Who once seemed stiff, now become bucin.

But from the first Febri was bucin on Bia siiih...😁

[Kaya did not meet every day aja mas, pake talking kangen all]

[Emang why? In reality mas kangen same you nduk! I want to go home]

[Sok lebay..!]

[Hahaha how dong abis, you don't bother anyway!]

[Ish...do you feel ashamed about being rich at work? if there's a friend of yours to hear, how?]

Febri wobbly looked around, right it turned out. His colleagues noticed that he was contacting his wife.

[Yes ..yes, it is. Their people have ears, it's natural to be horrified. Just don't kepo anyway!]

Febri made his colleagues who had been as comfortable as a smile to be keki, after which they left Febri one by one.

[Ishhhhh..you are mas!].

[Oh yeah, you have no plans where Nduk is?]

[It wasn't yet. Where are you going?]

[Your meeting maybe?]

[Which team? I haven't even contacted Anika with Bina mas!]

I patted my forehead.

[Yes, call them later. Once they want to play, or if we need to play there]

[Good idea]

[Yes, bobo noon. Let's stay up tonight strong]

[Soof? Why?]

[So still heheh]

[Au ah, not far away must be tuh!]

[Hehehe knows. Yes, I want to go back to the room first yes]

[Yes, um.]

[Assynualay]

[Guardiansalam]

I put my phone on the nightstand. Take the typical green uniform my soldier wife took for me to iron. Still don't know if I'm gonna wear that uniform.

The shadow where I decided to leave Mas Febri crossed again. I who was stubborn and wanted to keep all of her own actually regretted it in the end.

I wish a lot had gone through my brain. If my relationship with Febri had continued then, we might have been happy a long time ago.

But back again, everything has been arranged because Alhamdulillah in the end we are united by a legitimate bond at this time.

I have provided a closet that I use specifically for Febri mas uniform and also my official clothes.

I don't know why I suddenly rubbed my stomach. I hope that 'he' will be present in my womb soon. I wanted it so badly.

There's a sense of tightness in my heart. Choosing to postpone the pregnancy while with Alby, for the sake of something that ended up destroying my household with Alby.

If only my son could be saved....

Hufft....what do you think??? This is no longer the time to regret Bia. It's all just the past! Your future is Febri!

If HE had given me confidence in my womb soon, we would have been very happy. But..if not yet.Maybe HE wants to give me and Febri mas a chance to enjoy the time both of us.

In between my daydreams, there was someone knocking on the door of the living room.

I immediately put on my hijab, then headed towards the living room to open the door.

Tok.dok...

"Assynnya!"

"Walaikumsalam!", I said as I opened the door.

"Yes?"

"Siang mba, sorry to interrupt."

"Yes sir, it's okay. What's up, sir?"

"Sorry, I'm RT here. It just so happens that we're recording citizens, and it just so happens that the husband hasn't been registered here."

"Astaghfirullah, sorry sir. We were reporting? Sorry!!", I said badly.

How'this???

"It's okay mba, if we may ask for a photo copy of the identifier only. We know that this house belongs to Mr. Febri since long ago. But either way, you're obliged to report."

"Yes sir, I apologize once again. But sir, we just got married. So our documents have a full belly button, is it okay if it's just an identifier?"

"It's okay mba, but if there's any evidence that you're married."

"Oh, of course sir. I also have a copy of the wedding book. A minute sir, I'll take it."

Mr. RT nodded. I also took it which has our collection of documents.

"This is sir!", I handed the copyan over to RT sir.

"Yes mba. Thank you!", said RT.

"I'm sorry sir. Mr. RT was bothered to come here."

"It's my job to be Shabia. If so, excuse me."

"Yes sir."

RT sir left my house. Not long ago I closed the living room door, you know someone knocked again.

After hearing the greeting, I opened the door again.

My eyes were round, surprised by the guest before me.

"Mbakkuuuuu.!", Anika hugged me.

"Sir, how do you know you're here?"

"Say dad! Dad said Febri mas already in service, automatically mba must come here right? I called Febri's asking for the address of this house."

"Oh my goodness!", I pinched this girl's cheek.

Anika asks her two aides to just leave. He wanted to talk to me inside.

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Towards End so there is no conflict that is sad yak ️🙏🤭

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