Khadijah the Angel of My Heaven

Chapters 13. You are My Future

The handsome man made sure that the one in front of him was Alia, the younger sister of his class during high school and the girl he had shot.

Alia turned her head as the familiar voice called out her name.

"Sister Aditya, right?"

"Yes Al, you still want me, right?" ask the man named Aditya.

"You still,"

Alia used to admire the handsome man but she decided to reject the man's declaration of love, because her father strictly forbade her to date.

"How are you Al?" ask Aditya while looking at the beautiful face of the girl he once adored.

"Alhamdulillah good brother! Brother how's it going?" Alia smiled sweetly then lowered her gaze.

"Alhamdulillah as you see, healthy piety. You are still the same, Al, still beautiful and unpretentious." praise Aditya.

"Duh brother, praise him too much. I'm a normal girl, not a cool girl."

"Ehem!"

Suddenly Azril appeared among them with a dislike face. He was suddenly annoyed that his wife was being praised by another man, truly he was completely unwilling.

A few minutes ago, while in the car, he had seen Alia hit by the stranger and saw the two chatting familiarly making Azril's heart feel uncomfortable and he decided to follow the wife into the outlet.

"Sister, sorry if I'm long." Alia felt bad to see the look on her husband's sour face.

He thought Azril was angry for waiting too long for him in the car.

"Who's Al?" ask Aditya.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce you! Adit's sister Azril my husband's sister" Alia told Aditya.

"Sister Azril is my older sister Aditya in high school, we met just now" Alia told her husband.

Azril nodded and the two men shook hands and became acquainted with each other.

"Then I go first Brother Adit," said Alia, she did not want to make her husband wait anymore.

"Good Al.. Oia this is my business card, keep it fine! Looks like our school will have a grand reunion in the near future, if you have any spare come with your husband!" aditya said while giving his business card to Alia.

"Good sister, God willing."

Alia nodded and received a business card from Aditya, and she and Azril left the gift shop.

As long as the trip looks Azril just silent noiseless, he is still upset. Somehow he felt that the man liked his wife very much. He did not feel willing for a man to look at his wife with such a longing gaze. And even more upset that the man looks so familiar and seems to have other relationships in the past, to the point of giving a business card also to his wife.

"Is he your ex-boyfriend?" The curious Azril finally opened his voice.

"Well!" alia looked at her husband's face, "Mom.. Not my ex-boyfriend! Where can I date my father, I can be hanged by him, "honestly Alia.

"Then? What kind of relationship were you in the past?" asked Azril who was beginning to show his possessive attitude.

"No relationship whatsoever, brother, just a brother and sister class."

"Jeez, this is why so gripping gini huh? How can I feel like in the trial of teacher BK gini anyway," muttered Alia in her heart.

"So seriously no relationship?" ask Azril.

"So Aditya once realized his feelings for me and I rejected him." finally Alia honest and made Azril more worried.

"Do you like it too?"

"Not liking but just awe, brother," to be honest again.

"Amused and liked that thin difference Al!" said Azril flat.

"Oh yes!"

"Looks so! Do you still admire that man?" ask again.

"No, it's the past. I had even forgotten my admiration when she graduated from school."

Azril was just silent, he just wanted to explore all his wife's past so that he did not feel disappointed again, he was afraid when he would fall in love with the wife turned out his wife still likes others. Honestly, he's still a little traumatized because of Nabila the other day.

"Sister, we should not discuss the past, let the past only be memories and lessons of our lives. Right now we are living in the future and we are going to carve out our dreams there, because my future and my dreams are only my brother, not another!" Alia smiled gently at her husband.

Azril nodded back to his wife's smile, his heart was so relieved to hear his wife's words.

"Can you speak familiarly to me, like you were talking to that man?" pinta Azril's.

"But big brother is different from that guy, he's just an ordinary friend, my husband's big brother and I have to respect big brother,"

"Speak casually with me Al, I'm your husband, your life partner, and we should have started talking so closely that our relationship is getting closer instead of you continuing to feel disinclined with me and as if there is some distance between us,"

After a few hours of driving, they finally reached the main mansion owned by Mr. Faruq.

Their arrival was welcomed by Umi Fatimah and Abah Faruq, seen Umi Fatimah only focus on her favorite son and not so heed her daughter-in-law.

"How was the holiday, baby?" ask her son.

"Thank God please umi,"

"Umi, this is my gift for you and Abah, hope you like!" Alia gave up the grocery bag to her mother-in-law.

But instead of receiving the bag, Umi Fatimah instead told Alia to put it on her dining table.

"Umi, don't be like that! Be nice to your son-in-law!" Abah reminded.

"Change, understand! I've said many times, if I can't accept him as a daughter-in-law yet, I just want to see if he has any advantages that could make me like him!" said Umi Fatimah blatantly.

Abah and Azril only let out a long sigh, they could not force Umi Fatimah to like Alia directly.

"Thank you son Alia by him, all the words of Umi should not be included in the heart, he is actually very good just that you have to fight more extra to take his heart," Abah advised.

"Alright Abah," Alia nodded with a smile.

***

During this one month, Alia lived in her father-in-law's mansion, and she was no longer working in her uncle's bakery because her husband had registered her baking and cooking classes, azril had wanted Alia to go to college majoring in gourmet but Alia rejected him because she did not want to bother with college assignments.

Alia still often visited the boarding school every Tuesday, Friday and plus Sunday with her husband, also regularly visit her parents' house.

The poor children in the pesantren were his happiness and part of his life, he loved them as much as his own sister.

Every day, in the mansion, Alia herself was cooking for her husband and in-laws. He applied all the knowledge that the chef taught, and not infrequently also Azril and Abah gave input and assessment for the cuisine of Alia.

In the afternoon Alia also often makes a special healthy snack for the father-in-law who has a history of heart and high blood.

That afternoon, Abah Faruq and Alia were seen chatting in a flower garden in his mansion.

Abah seemed to find her new friend, joking friends and sharing stories other than the wife, while Umi Fatimah was a little jealous because her husband even liked the girl he did not like. Umi spends more time in her green house in her spare time.

"Al, what is your dream now?" ask Abah Faruq.

"I want to have my own bakery Abah, so that I can have my own income and make parents and children happy at the boarding school." Alia said.

"I will support your dream, son! Abah knows you're a good girl, not tired of studying and trying" Abah said.

"Thank you Abah" Alia smiled.

"Oh yeah, hasn't your husband given you money?" ask Abah again.

"Sister Azril gave me a living Abah, but I don't think I need it because all my needs are always met my husband without me asking him first."

"Will it be your right son, you just use it to buy your needs, help your family and to do good to others can also, do not be afraid to use it. If it is not used for good, it will accumulate and not be useful." advice Abah.

"Well Abah, thank you for your advice." Alia smiled with relief.

Abah's words let him know if he is entitled to use the money that already belongs to him, especially for good.

***

The more the day Alia and Azril relationship progress, Azril has dared to kiss the head and cheek of the wife when she will go to work or in between their exciting conversations. He also did not hesitate to issue death fighting for his wife and of course his two friends who always taught him.

That night, Alia was sitting at her dresser, she was wearing skincare to make her face brighter. She also regularly goes to the salon once a week to do the treatment from her hair to her toes for her husband.

Although until this moment her husband has not wanted to touch her, at least if she looks beautiful her husband will not glance at other women and she is sure if for a long time will fall in love with her.

Her straight hair was dyed light brown, in stark contrast to her white skin. She also always wears thin makeup to make it more pleasing to the eye.

Actually Azril was very tempted to see his wife who was getting more beautiful, he knew the wife dressed specifically for him. But he still has to make sure his feelings for the wife, he does not want to touch the wife without feeling love and finally hurt the beautiful girl.

"Al," call him.

"Yes sis!"

Alia turned to her husband, who was sitting on the sofa and holding his laptop.

"Friday's red date, I'm going to hike with friends, you want to come?" ask Azril.

"Wouldn't you take me?" Alia made sure and sat down next to her husband.

"Yes, what's wrong if you also participate in my favorite activities? You'll say if you like the mountains, so you should join in order to see the sunrise at the top of the mountains.I'm sure you will be addicted to climbing again!"

"Thank you, brother, take me! I'm so happy," Alia reflex hugged her husband's body and her chest hit the husband's chest.

Azril froze as the chewy thing he often imagined was landing beautifully on his body.