HUSBAND'S HEART

part 41 MAKE PEACE OF HEART

"Sorry, Brother. This please keep it well. Yuana will definitely replace all of Jo's money. Give Yuana a little more time," still with his head down, Yuana thrust back a brown map studded with a letter of her home certificate that she had received and opened.

"Take it, Na. I sincerely help you. The house must be full of memories for you. About the proposal, don't rush. Think carefully, Na. Your life must be so much better than it is now, Na. Brother can guarantee that."

"Sorry, Brother. Yuana really can't."

Doctor Yusuf sat down limply, leaning on the back of the chair with a fixed gaze on Yuana who was getting lower and deeper.

Feeling that there was nothing to talk about anymore, Yuana got up from her seat. Shifted a step and slightly bowed his body.

"Yuana excuse me, brother, assalamu'alaikum," said goodbye without returning Joseph's doctor's eyes to him.

"Wa'alaikum hail," replied Joseph's doctor, almost inaudible.

Ilham quickly hid behind the curtains that were tied at the edge of the window glanced at Yuana who was walking into the house.

Yuana whose mood is not fine does not care about the surrounding, including when passing by Bu Fatma who just came out of the room. He continued walking towards the back door to return to the pavilion.

Ms. Fatma was surprised to see Yuana who usually always looks cheerful and maintain good manners, can be careless and surly. Seeing Ilham standing hidden in the curtains, he thought Ilham was acting. He glared at his favorite son.

But Ilham shook his head and pointed at himself and moved the sign that he knew nothing.

Ms. Fatma moved her lips as if asking, "trus why?"

Inspiration shook his shoulders and pointed outside. Moving her chin, Fatma told Ilham to look ahead. Inspiration also immediately tidied up his clothes that were not really tangled, cleared his throat for a while and walked to the porch of the house. Without speaking stale, just sit where Yuana was sitting.

Without taking his eyes off the lonely stretch of the golf course, Doctor Joseph exhaled a rough breath.

"Congratulations on your return."

"Is it too soon?"

"I'm asking you, don't ever enter the IGD again."

"Is that a prayer for me? Thank you then."

"Your face sucks enough for the doctor's team."

"Hey, Doc. If you are upset, then just annoy. Don't take it out on people."

"Never be late for the medicine! I go home first, apologize to the ummah, sorry I did not say goodbye. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Hmm, wa 'alaikum greetings."

Although Ilham remained seated, his eyes accompanied Joseph's doctor, even so that the doctor's car was no longer visible.

The view that turns on the stretch of golf course surrounded by trees, pulling him into the problems of life that raged in his heart and mind.

He once let go of Yuana when suddenly Amar reported that they were married. And now appeared doctor Joseph who also suddenly proposed. Will he have to let it go again, when he worries about his feelings for Yuana again. Moreover, this is Dr. Joseph, his qualifications are very far above him.

But his heart felt loosened when he remembered Yuana who firmly rejected the doctor Yusuf's proposal. But he did not know, why Yuana rejected the ideal husband like Joseph's doctor. Did Yuana really not like it? Or is it just a pull-out trick? Or was there something else that caused Yuana to have to reject him? Is there another man? Whoa, shit!

"Aaaaagrh" he cried in his heart.

A smooth and warm hand, rubbed his shoulders.

"Interruptions, it is not good to be daydreamed. Already entered first, later tonight someone wants to talk about ummah."

Inspiration grabbed the hand, kissed it and put it on the cheek with a smile.

"Yes, Umrah. Ummah.thank you, have been patient with Inspiration."

Bakda isya in the garden pavilion.

Yuana held sholawat while scratching Nabila's back. Nabila new habit, can only fall asleep if while gently scratched his back.

Hands scratched, lips sholawat, eyes closed, but Yuana's mind was still languishing. Remember what happened all day.

He did not expect at all, the doctor Joseph who had redeemed his home certificate in order to apply for him again. It's not that he doesn't like doctor Joseph, he's quite handsome and attractive isn't he. In terms of sustainability, it must be established. The future is also guaranteed, just stay at home, surely he will be spoiled. Just like what Dr. Joseph said.

But Yuana had absolutely no taste for him. Since then until now. He also remembered his father who did not accept the doctor's application Yusuf first, even preferring to marry him to Amar, his father's personal assistant.

Then remembered the girl who attacked him in the basement parking lot of the banking building this morning. Pain in the back due to collisions with the rearview mirror of the car is also still felt, especially if he palpated, shriveled up to the shoulder blades it feels. Who's the girl? Ah, why not just ask directly to Kak Jo, he thought. Eh but I have rejected Brother Jo, there is no point in taking care of the girl.

Thumped fast as his memory headed towards Ilham. The first and second meetings on the same day, only a few hours apart, both of them were short, very short and very fast. But the situation was very unfavorable for him.

First, he came in indistinct rage and then fell together. And.. from the sidelines of his second nose that almost touched, he had seen the lips of Ilham who was about to kiss him. How annoying! You perverted man!

Second, how he was shocked and embarrassed, in a state that was only wrapped in towels, the man entered his quiet house without permission. You are not polite! Aaaaah is so embarrassing!

You guys don't know shame! He should have apologized or something. This is not even a clear smile.

Yuana grumbled to herself in her heart, until the sound of knocking on the door sounded.

Rima knocked on the pavilion door while glancing towards the dimly lit garden.

"Mbak Yuana always doesn't turn on the garden lights, I'm going to have goosebumps" said Rima, who is basically a coward.

Yuana deliberately only turned on the lights that illuminate the access road only. To save on electricity, he thought. Even in the pavilion, he only turned on the lights he needed. AC room was rarely he turned on, because that's why Nabila who used to play in the air-conditioned room with Azyan, felt uncomfortable so always ask to be scratched his back every time before bed.

Yuana felt very lucky to be living in the pavilion, so she did not want to add to the burden of the Fatma family with a large electricity bill if she could not save money. Ever feel living in a rented house with electricity tokens, making him can think so.

Rima knocked once more, as there was no sound from inside the pavilion. He's getting scared. Had he not been told by his master to call Yuana, he would not have come here, unless someone had brought him.

"Mkabaa... Ma'am Yuana!"

Yuana did not open the door when she heard the knock. He still has to replace the negligee he wears to sleep with a robe and a jersey-based hijab that is comfortable to wear at home. He had to be careful, what if that shameless man knocked on the door.

So Yuana hooked the door safety chain grendel before opening the door, so that the door would only open slightly. If it is true that Inspiration knocks on the door then he will immediately close the door by slamming it right in front of the face of Inspiration. Inwardly, Yuana giggled at the thought. Let kapok!

Of course Yuana was surprised when she opened the door, it turned out that Rima was already looking at her with a deathly pale face.

"Come! Quickly open the door!"

Yuana immediately closed the door so she could open it. And after it opened, Rima dashed as fast as lightning into the pavilion regardless of Yuana looking at her in astonishment.

"Five... You why? Until it's so pale. What's up, hmm?"

"The five are afraid, Ma'am. There's a hissing sound from the garden."

"Ish. There-there's this you. You alone, what's the matter here at night?"

"That, Ma'am. Ma'am Yuana called mother inward."

"Called mother? Emm, is there a man?"

"Whose men, Ma'am? Mr Ilham?"

"Yes, he, who else?" ketus Yuana with a sour face.

"Mbak Yuana is also afraid of Mas Ilham? Equally, Rima was also scared, Ma'am. Judes' man is so. Know that there was Mas Ilham last Mbok Sari aja who was preparing his mother's dinner. In the past, only Mbok Sari and Pak Hadi can enter the house inside, Ma'am. Since there was Ning Norish, Rima was only allowed to enter, afraid of the hell but forced to want to yes, Ma'am. Good thing Annisa's mom is so good."

"Well, the guy's judes?" yuana asked inwardly, the shameless pervert is what judes say anyway, where smiles are no longer clear.

"Eh, did Mbak Yuana not know Mas Ilham?"

"Unknown, just met today. Is it really judes?"

"Emmm, I don't know, either, judge what ndak. What is clear is rarely willing to talk to us-we are, Ma'am. But once you say it, kuetuuus really, Ma'am. Oh yes, Ma'am... Where ever, let Rima cementin."

"Sleep from earlier. You go back to your room, rest. Let there be energy to face tomorrow, hehe."

Yuana also invites Rima to walk together after making sure to close the door well. They parted at the front door of the main house. Rima returned to her room in the back pavilion and Yuana walked into the main house.

Yuana entered the house slowly, there was a fine gnaw on her chest. Do not know what will happen again if you have to meet the third time.

Not yet had time to read the situation at home, the call of Ms. Fatma made him jerk.

"Yuana! Sit here!" exclaimed Bu Fatma cheerfully as soon as she saw Yuana. Patting the chair next to her to let Yuana sit down.

With Yuana's head down, she sat down without looking at the man sitting across from Fatma. Definitely Inspiration, he thought.

"Have you had dinner?" ask Ms. Fatma.

"Already, Mom," replied Yuana, because he rarely ate dinner since staying in the pavilion, only sometimes if eating together or accompanying Nabila. And he saw the plate in front of Ms. Fatma was empty, a sign they had finished dinner.

"Then, eat a fruit salad. Annisa bought it where it was, a lot of it," said Ms. Fatma as she stood up and walked into the kitchen. Take a fruit salad in a small thinwall cup packaging as much as three pieces. There was a small spoon attached to the top of the lid. One for her, one for Yuana and one for Inspiration.

Yuana briefly glanced at Ilham when Bu Fatma thrust a salad in front of Ilham. He saw the man sitting leaning with both hands crossed in front of his chest, and a sharp gaze pointed at him.

But he did not dare to look directly at that face. It seems true said Rima earlier, must be very judes his person. He felt intimidated by that look.

"Let's eat the salad, very good you know, seger, ndak eneg," said Bu Fatma while spooning pieces of apples into his mouth.

Yuana took and opened the lid of the salad in front of her slowly.

"Oh yes, Yuana. Meet Ilham, mother's middle child. His sister Grace and her sister Annisa. Ham, this is Yuana I just told you about."

"Hmm," Ilham simply nodded as he continued to stare at Yuana who had lowered his head earlier.

Yuana put the salad cup back on the table. Put both hands on his lap, squeezed them slowly and ventured to raise his face.

"Greetings, Mas. I'm Yuana."

The fear and a little bit of intimidation disappeared instantly, changing the annoyance that came without excuse. Inspiration does not answer his greetings with proper words.

An anxious Inspiration saw Yuana ventured to look at him, just smiling, playing both of her eyebrows and flashing one eye flirtatiously. Until he glared at Yuana's eyes.

Inspiration was increasingly anxious to see Yuana, and increasingly thought to tease her.

"Where, Mother? Kok ndak invited here," asked Ilham with a serious face mimic.

Yuana was more irritated, she glared more and more towards Ilham then threw her face to the side while pouting. And exploded the laughter of Inspiration until he was frowned upon while holding his stomach that felt stiff.

"Ilham Adelio."

Laughter Ilham immediately stopped hearing Ms. Fatma calling her full name because it was a sign that her mother was warning her or was angry. Although his body still slightly shook withholding laughter.

"Ham, do you remember what the ummah said was a new kid? Well, this is Yuana already ummah consider her own child. Jaadiii, you should treat Yuana well, like a brother. Daan... Don't be ignorant! Nosy jangan! Yuana's still not your mahrom, she's not Annisa. Remember!"

"Ready, Ummah!" Ilham even heard Bu Fatma's talk about Yuana.

Ms. Fatma called the word mahrom, a sign that Yuana could marry later. Then also his mother can accept the existence of Yuana in this house, there will be no drama in-laws hostile to the daughter-in-law later. Hehe.