Love Arrum
06. Crunchier
Pov Arrum
I put myself in this new bed. It's been almost 4 hours I'm here, at the employer who turns out to be single with his little sister. They were so nice, especially that girl, she reminded me of my only sister.
I miss them, mother, father, sister, and Arya, my son, how are you there, son?? Have you had dinner, son? can you feel at home*nak? forgive your mother for not being able to look after you at all times, baby. I promise to fight for your education until you reach your goals, son. I'll try to meet your needs, son.
Mas Yahya, have you seen me? I miss you very much now. Why did you leave me and our son so soon? I really need you mas.
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Arrum was still drowning in his sobs that there was actually no sound heard, because even though his tears were uncontrollable, Arrum did not want his cries to be heard by others.
Hugged tightly the portrait that plastered the face of the husband, son and himself was tightly, as if afraid that someone would take it from his side. Until unconsciously now he fell asleep still with his wet eyes.
In the middle room now Andi and Dian are busy with their respective jobs. Andi is busy with her laptop, while Dian is busy with her PR.
"Mas, teach me, it's pretty hard" the little girl approached her brother with her workbook.
Andi painstakingly taught her sister, and after understanding Dian was doing it herself. Not long ago Andi's friends came to pick up Andi to go to the cafe. Not for the show, but for the show. Yes Andi is a boy band, even if only a local band and only play in cafes. Andi likes to sing to fill free time and to channel hobbies. Because Andi never asked for part of their honor when the gig. The salary from his work was enough for his life with his sister.
After getting ready Andi said goodbye to his sister and advised to be careful at home. Actually he was looking for Arrum because since he called her to dinner last night the woman was no longer visible. But maybe the new maid was sleeping because she was tired.
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Arrum's eyes were shocked then he quickly saw the clock that showed at 01.30 in the morning, immediately he went out of the room and headed to the bathroom for ablution. Because Arrum room there is no bathroom, then he uses the bathroom near the kitchen. After that he went back to the room and performed tahajjud prayers.
Back the cry of longing for the figure of her husband came out, this time she could not help but sound because she thought it was late and no one would hear her crying softly. She called out her husband's name, prayed for him and begged for herself to give all of him up and live better. Then he opened the Qur'an and read it. Because Arrum is used to doing it every night so that his heart becomes calm.
After the cafe at 11 last night, I don't know why I can go straight to sleep as usual. For hours I tried to close my eyes but did not fall asleep. And finally tired and thirsty, I decided to take a bottle of mineral water in the refrigerator.
How surprised I was when I was about to turn to the room, I saw a female figure enter the bathroom. I waited until he was done and only realized that it was my new servant Arrum. Turns out he's got long hair straight to his waist. I accidentally and unconsciously followed him until he entered his room.
I watched him from behind the door that he forgot to lock, and from there I could see what he was doing in the middle of the night. I think he's been asleep from dinner, because until he gets home from the cafe Arrum is invisible. But why in the middle of the night did it turn out that the woman had not slept?
Unexpectedly it turns out Arrum wearing his face and then doing his tahajud prayer, I trenyuh see the figure of this woman who seemed quiet was so very diligent in carrying out worship both obligatory and Sunnah. While I often pray obligatory prayers.
I was more powerless to hear the cries and prayer lines that he offered. Loving her so much to her late husband. It was very sad to see how much he lost the person he loved so much. Who is the man who is so lucky to have a wife as good as you, Rum?? I kept asking in my heart.
My heart was amazed once again to hear the recitation of the verses of the Qur'an that he read even though it was soft but I could still hear it. My heart was so turbulent, there was a strange feeling that burst out and hissed in it. What's with me one more time?
I immediately left because it seemed that the woman began to lay down again in her bed after being satisfied reading the scriptures.
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