I Hold Asa And Love In Prayer

Believing it

Seen many times, Nuril sighed. I don't know why all of a sudden a man's feelings feel chaotic. Nuril, who was welding iron, stopped his work. The man sat with his face down. He rubbed his face rough. There was an uncomfortable feeling that permeated his heart.

His phone rang, a message came in. When he saw it the man seemed to frown. Yuna's name is on her phone screen. But what made his chest rumble was the photo sent by the woman.

He gulped rough saliva, not wanting his heart to be filled with prejudice that would cause misunderstandings. But a glimpse of the wife with another man raises a sense that makes his chest feel tight.

A pat on her shoulder, made Nuril look up at who was coming. Fadil smiled looking at the tangled face of the friend. The man sat down next to Nuril.

'' What's the matter?, '' asked Fadil who saw the worry on Nuril's face.

'' It's okay, ''' said Nuril, he did not mean to lie only he did not want to tell about his own wife. Moreover, he did not know about the truth of the photo sent Yuna.

'' Just a little tired, Nuril continued with a slightly forced smile. Fadil patted back on his best friend's shoulder.

'' Rest first, don't be too distracted by your energy, '' said Fadil, Nuril nodded. Then Fadil left Nuril yamg now pinched his head yamg suddenly felt dizzy.

'' Abaghfirullah, I can't believe it just because of a photo. Risda could not be like that, Nuril murmured to convince himself that it was impossible for his wife to cheat on him.

Nuril took his cell phone, looked for his wife's contacts and called his wife with a video call.

'' Assalamualaikum, dear,'' Nuril's greeting during the video call has been raised by his wife .

'' Wa'alaikumussalam bang, what is ?,'' asked Risda who was a little worried, because it is not usual for the husband to call himself at such times.

'' Nothing, kangen, '' Nuril said with a smile with a look that could not be separated from his wife's face on his cellphone screen. The red-collected face across there, as well as the blushing smile became quite a comforting sight for the man.

'' Gombal, ''' said Risda while turning away from the phone screen. He could already imagine how red his cheeks were from embarrassment.

''Really Yang, again where is ?,'' asked Nuril gently and lips that did not stop smiling thinly with a gentle gaze that made Risda's chest pounding.

'' At the tutoring place, '' said Risda who then directed the camera around the room. For a moment Nuril was stunned at the figure who turned out to be sitting in front of the wife. The man who was in the photo that Yuna sent, and the man she saw in front of her house.

'' Again rest, '' answered Nuril, Risda across the street looked at her watch.

'' Kok already rested?, branch not why-why right?,'' Risda's anxious voice accompanied by facial expression that can not be hidden.

'' Nothing dear, just a little tired, '' Nuril continued trying to smile broadly, reassuring the wife that she was fine.

'' Later do not overtime again, Risda did not want brother sick, said the woman who sounded spoiled in Nuril's ear.

'' Yes dear, try it. Yeah, you're fine there. Brother wants to work again, assalamualaikum, '' said Nuril, hearing the heart of Risda's husband's speech felt throbbing, she felt guilty for going alone with Nuril without permission from her husband. Sin is in the heart.

'' Yes Bang, Bang Risda.'' Risda's speech was interrupted when she realized Harsa in front of her, although the man seemed busy with his phone , she was sure that the man also listened to her conversation with the husband. Nuril seemed to frown, waiting for the continuation of what the wife said.

'' What is the deck?, '' asked Nuril who did not get the continuation of his wife's speech. His wife looked down, then shook her head.

'' Nothing, Risda Cohin will be at home. Brother survived to work again, wa'alaikumussalam, said Risda who then hung up the phone. Nuril seemed to take a deep breath. He should not be prejudiced against his wife.

Nuril was about to get back to work when the phone rang. Again, Yuna's name was on her phone screen.

' Ril, your bike is ready. You take it in my house'. The message Yuna sent.

' Why in your house, why don't you just pass my number to the workshop person ?'. Reply Nuril who felt uncomfortable with Yuna's attitude.

' Sorry I forgot, take it later at home. Today I'm free at home all day so it's up to you to take when '. Yuna retorted back, Nuril exhaling a rough breath.

' Okay '. That was the only reply he sent to his school-age friend.

Nuril left her phone in the break room, she came back to the front. Where his co-workers are struggling with welding tools . He tried to calm his heart which was still filled with jealousy of the wife. As much as possible he suppresses the taste so as not to cause a raging feeling that messes everything up. He must think positively, that the wife is not likely to betray behind him.