HUSBAND'S HEART

part 30 ENJOY IT!

Take off the niqob that he wears all day and put the thin cloth on the dressing table in the corner of the room. He looked at the mirror in front of him and greeted the eyes as a hazy face, dull, not radiant.

"Dadaaa buyaa."

From the mirror image, Nabila looks sitting on the mattress and then face down on the bolster. Apparently the little girl was dreaming and then delirious.

Remembering how all day he struggled to answer all the questions of his heart. All the questions that always end up in the sentence, "where's mom?"

He never had an answer to every question that came out of the little girl's mouth. A question that always leaves a sense of pity and fullness in the heart of every guest he met in the living room. The many mourners who actually came together changed exactly in the seven days of the departure of her husband, Amar Nasiruddin.

How he should explain to the two-year-old little girl, while he himself could not fully accept the departure of the one and only man for both. If he himself still feels that Amar actually just went to work and will go home as usual.

Still clearly ringing in the ears, how Amar greet him every time he comes home from work.

"Assalamu'alaikum My Full...cook what today dear?"

"Assalamu'alaikum Sayaaang... how, Nabila still has a fever?"

"Yuana Amalia my wife... I'm kangen, brother."

Then clearly visible from the reflection in the mirror, standing behind him, Amar wearing a robe koko arm my side of the white color with accents vertical stripes of silver ash and flint ash.

Smiled sweetly, staring exactly at the bead of her eyes, so that their gazes were locked for a while.

"Yuana is also kangen, Mas," she said. But Amar just smiled.

"Mother, mimic," Nabila's voice surprised him, as he glanced at Nabila who was sitting looking at him. And when he looked at the place where Amar was standing, there was no one.

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim," Yuana immediately took a glass of drinking water for Nabila. Then he lay down next to Nabila, to put him to bed again.

'Allahummaghfirlahu warhamhu wa 'aafihi wa'fu anhu, O Allah. Forgive the husband of the servant, love him... O Allah, give him strength and forgive him O Allah...'

Unceasingly, Yuana's lips chanted prayers for her husband, softly. Until it does not feel he has entered the cradle of dreams, dreams about longing.

*

"Nis.. Please give this file to Yuana yes, tell her to sign it there if you understand. If you have brought it to his study Ilham. ummah would like to discuss the work with Arief there."

Annisa who had just entered the house and was about to take a drink of water had to stop for a moment to fulfill the call of her dear mother. The training suit he wore looked damp by sweat, as well as the instant hijab he wore, because he had just finished jogging around the golf course in front of the house.

This morning, Arief came to bring the cooperation agreement requested by Ms. Fatma regarding the work to be given to Yuana. In addition, it also wants to provide financial statements of companies that should be handled by Ilham.

"Garden keeper... park ranger? What does this mean, Ummah? Ummah ask Yuana to be the park's guardian?"Annisa who accidentally read the file that was about to be given to Yuana asked in surprise.

"iii... Ummah really do. That's Ummah... Yuana justin lives here. Nisa is happy that Yuana lives here, so Nisa has her friends. Azyan and Nabila can also be friends. Lagian Annisa the same Yuana would want to project together.whyaa also must be told to be a park guard," Annisa who saw Fatma's mother only raised her eyebrows, but she also had to raise her eyebrows, he finally protested his mother's unwise policies.

"Yuana wants to get out of here. Believe the ummah, this is the only way for Yuana to stay here" whispered Fatma.

"But the garden.. mas Ilham?"

"Ilham the affairs of the ummah. It's been. Yuana's love hunt! Trus shower... kuecuuut! Ntar Zein did not want to be close, you know," always Fatma deliberately teased her daughter.

"It is precisely the aromas of dried gini Ummah."

"You.." Fatma shook her head while hitting Annisa's arm and passed towards Ilham's study.

Annisa rushes to Yuana's room, knocks for a bit and opens the door. There was no one inside, but then there was water gurgling from the bathroom in the corner of the room. Apparently Yuana was bathing Nabila.

"Yuana. ummah gives files to you, learn first yes. Ntar abis shower me here again," Annisa half yelled after knocking on the bathroom door.

"Yes... Brother. Put it there first."

After hearing Yuana's reply, Annisa went to her own room on the second floor. Greeting Zein who was trying to wake Azyan directly to the bathroom to clean up.

Annisa exited the bathroom along with Norish's crying voice.

"Give suck my cute baby please, My Dear," Zein said as she continued rubbing her nose on Azyan's stomach laughing. Apparently Norish woke up hearing the noise of his father and brother.

"As your wish, My Lord," continued Annisa while bending one knee and crossing the other leg to the back and grazing the right and left sides of the bathrobe that he wore.

"Godain brother Zein, Dik?" zein's perverted mind wanders to see the bathrobe that was partially open due to Annisa's attitude just now.

"Isa... Zein is always... Zyan, shower with papi ya. later we play to the Smart Arena, Bella uda beautiful tuh, already ready him," Annisa hurriedly tidied up her bathrobes and immediately lay down to breastfeed Norish who was no longer crying.

"Okeh Mami.. come on, Pi. hunt shower," Azyan who was previously lazy to get up turned into a spirit of four-five once heard will go to the Smart Arena with Nabila, Nabila, the only friend he has right now.

Annisa who has finished breastfeeding Norish calls Rima using the interphone in her room, asking Rima to bathe Norish. He himself was preparing to meet Yuana first.

After Norish was taken by Rima, Annisa hurriedly changed clothes and put on makeup and rushed to Yuana's room to ask about the file she had given earlier. Even without waiting for her husband who was busy bathing together with Azyan.

"Where did Yu... uda you read yet? You agreed? Uda's signature?" cecar Annisa once entered into Yuana's room.

Yuana who was combing Nabila's hair, smiled and shook her head.

"Yes not yet, Brother, it's just finished," yuana replied calmly as she finished tying Nabila's hair to form a ponytail that was more similar to a cashew than a ponytail because it was dangling at the end.

Hearing Norish's sister again being bathed, Nabila cheered and jumped down from Yuana's lap and ran out of the room to see Norish being bathed by Rima.

"Buruan baca... awaited the same mas Arief in the workspace mas Ilham," as soon as Nabila left, Annisa impatiently asked Yuana to immediately read the cooperation agreement.

Inevitably, Yuana finally took the file and read it under the inquisitive gaze of Annisa. He frowned reading chapter by chapter that he read on the letter of the cooperation agreement.

"Why? How's it?" yuana's expression made Annisa even more curious.

"Pavilions? The park? Emmm... Where is this? Who's mine?"

"Next to.. have mas Ilham.. want yes... want ya?"

"But this is his salary is also expensive, brother. I don't want any crashes either, Ilham."

"Emm.. if about Ilham, I also had that thought. Because the pavilion is very special, in the past no one was allowed to enter the same Ilham. But the ummah says it's a matter of the ummah."

"Butiii.." a lot of things raged in Yuana's mind, let alone this had something to do with the family she had even just known, even though it seemed like this family already seemed to know her very well.

Maybe because she is the wife of Amar, a schoolmate of one of these family members, namely Ilham, also a friend of the cottage with Mr. Rahmat, who happened to be his mentor when he was a work intern.

Given her who knew Annisa, it was just one school, different levels and less familiar, just knowing each other and admiring each other.

Isn't there no compelling reason to have to accept all these privileges?

"Udaaah. Intuition of the ummah is very tajem lhoo, there must be a lot of consideration before the ummah decides this. Yeah. yeah..."

Annisa who is indeed from childhood does not have many friends feels very happy if Yuana is willing to accept her mother's decision, because it means she will have not only friends, but also friends, but even friends can be considered as his own sister. Therefore, he hoped that Yuana would be ready.

"Rather than you going back to the contract, alone with Nabila. Staying in the pavilion is much better right?" he continued to try to convince Yuana.

"But I feel bad, Sister. all this time has been very troublesome Kak Annisa's family, especially Fatma's mother, she even considers Yuana like her own child. I. I don't even know, maybe I can't even repay you all. I. I. do not want to add to the burden of the family Nisa. In addition. my current status, fearing it will cause slander, Sister," finally Yuana conveyed her unease all this time.

"Yuana.you and Nabila will never be a burden to us. Me and the Ummah are so happy that you two can be part of our family. Already..don't think too much. What is clear is that the ummah and I cannot be rejected. Gih.. sign..right...here!"

Annisa, who had been anxious because she waited too long for Yuana's decision, finally pretended to be firm to ask Yuana to immediately sign the cooperation agreement. And after Yuana's signature had been successfully obtained, Yuana hugged him tightly. Then with a big smile passed out of the room towards her brother's workroom where Bu Fatma and Arief were waiting for her.

**

"Please enter, Yuana.." said Fatma after opening the door, she is currently taking Yuana to occupy the pavilion according to the agreement.

Long-sleeved Yuana and Annisa look at the contents of the house that from the outside looks tiny but feels spacious and comfortable in it.

"Wow!"

"Inscredible!"

"That's unbelievable."

"Yuana chaat! Duuuh the kitchen is cool... This just bought what was old, Ummah... kok kayak ndak never made?"

"Yaa emang ndak never been made. This is the plan to be occupied after the honeymoon..a kind of surprise that," replied Fatma flatly.

"Bucin seriously Ilham mas the same garong cat.." lamented Annisa imagined the attitude of Ilham to his future wife to make a pavilion with a garden landscape that seemed to drain the savings.

While Yuana was not at all disturbed by the attitude of Annisa or with the architecture and luxury furniture in the pavilion.

But his views and fingers just combed on the objects that he knew for sure that it was his property left in the rented house owned by Martha's mother who he rented. The items were even still stored in the thick cardboard he had arranged in the corner of the living room. But now it has been neatly arranged to complete the contents of the furniture in the pavilion.

"Yuanaaa.. Come here!" Annisa who was now lying down and flapping her arms on the super king size bed in the only room there shouted to Yuana who had previously ignored her at all.

"It's very safe to sleep here," he continued, writhing his body when he saw Fatma and Yuana go into the room.

Ms. Fatma just shook her head to see the behavior of her daughter who seemed childish from earlier.

While Yuana went into the room with a feeling of great sadness and not feeling good.

She felt sad, as she suddenly remembered her late husband Amar. Had Amar been beside her now, if this pavilion had been her husband's gift.

But on the other hand, he also felt bad, because it should be Ilham and his wife who occupy the room. Once in his mind, what had been done by the two of them in this room.

"Astaghfirullahal´adziim" he murmured with a quick shake.

"Eh.. This is a persimmon.. still plasimkan, Ummah," said Annisa who revealed the bed cover that covers the mattress perfectly.

"Where is Hadi it. kok originally closed bedcover aja, ndak first opened the plastic. Nis.. said Mr. Hadi told him to unload the plastic. Come on, Yuana. I want to explain what your job is."

Arriving at the pavilion terrace, the landscape of the flower garden is very beautiful design. But unfortunately some flower plants appear dry and dead, some more survive but grow messy. Japanese grass that covers most of the open ground grows unevenly mixed with weeds.

"Nah Yuana. It's your duty in the first contract year. The main task. Within six months of the iddah period is complete you must revive this park. Whatever you need, just tell Hadi if you need to call an architect to redesign."

"For now.. enjoy it!"