Love Elsaliani

12.

For a moment, glancing towards Iqbal who was still standing quietly, without the initiative to melt the tense atmosphere, made Elsaliani even more in the niches of panic. Elsaliani repeatedly tried to calm herself down, taking a deep breath, looking at Rizal's face that was still waiting for an explanation from her.

"Hm,, actually, hm,,,,, master, hm,,,, father master is the affectionate call of adek to the husband, adek calls him master and instead he calls adek with the call of the MISTress." Obviously Elsaliani tried to devise a scenario that could be understood by the healthy Rizal.

"OK, so so soooooo is very sweet, make Abang envious, want to quickly marry. Oh yeah, sorry Iqbal because Brother came without your permission first."

"It's all right, Brother Rizal. Besides this is El's house too, so you're free to come here, whenever you want, then excuse me to change clothes for a while and you guys continue chatting again, excuse me." Iqbal.

"All right, thank you." Rizal replied with a friendly smile.

Iqbal immediately stepped towards the room leaving Rizal and Elsaliani in the living room. After Iqbal disappeared from the sight of the two, Rizal quickly pushed Elsaliani's body, Rizal's eyes continued to hint that Elsaliani was rushing to follow Iqbal to the room.

"What the hell is it? what's?" Asked Elsaliani who did not understand the signal given by Rizal.

"Sana, follow my adek husband, he's gonna change his clothes."

"Keep......?"

"Nurul Elsaliani, he's a good husband, a good job. Don't tell me that all this time Adek never provided all his needs. Adek does not want to be a bad wife?"

"Oh yes, adek forgot Abang, had just missed the same brother so forget the husband." It was clearly Elsaliani with a smile that revealed his entire row of white teeth.

"Get in a minute, Brother wait here huh!" Elsaliani.

Elsaliani stepped towards Iqbal's bedroom. Arriving at the door there, slowly Elsaliani ventured to knock on the door, hesitating I finally knocked on the door, a moment later Iqbal opened the door of the room from the inside.

"Sorry, sorry to bother you, but, hm,,, begini, hm......"

Elsaliani tried to explain what was going on, but his voice seemed unable to come out of the esophagus, his eyes kept their heads down, with fingers playing the end of the veil parallel to his waist.

"Come in!" Pinta Iqbal then went back into the room.

With great anxiety and fear, Elsaliani walked in Iqbal's footsteps.

"Please get me some clothes!"

"Good sir." Answer Elsaliani and go straight to the closet and open it.

"Get me my white shirt!"

"This one?" Elsaliani asked as he pointed to one of the white shirts neatly arranged among hundreds of other shirts.

"Not that one, but the top one."

"oh, fine."

Elsaliani continued to try to reach for the shirt requested by Iqbal, but no matter how hard Elsaliani's efforts, his hand still could not reach the shirt which was located on the top shelf. Elsaliani's eyes immediately glanced here and there with the aim of finding a chair, but in an instant Iqbal approached and his long hand immediately took the shirt.

A moment later Elsaliani realized that Iqbal was standing right behind his body. Elsaliani immediately turned around in order to get away from Iqbal, but Iqbal's body managed to block his view, slowly Iqbal's hand moved and then touched the veil Elsaliani was wearing with disheveled and a little messy. Gently Iqbal tried to tidy the veil Elsaliani, it actually made Elsaliani step back, but unfortunately Elsaliani's efforts did not produce any results because his body was blocked with a large closet belonging to Iqbal.

"Master, sorry. Forgive El." Pinta Elsaliani stammered and bowed head.

"May I ask you something?

"certain. Ask whatever you want. El will try to fulfill it. El..." Elsaliani's explanation immediately came to a halt as Iqbal returned to touch and attempted to remove the veil that Elsaliani was wearing, but spontaneously Elsaliani's hand immediately grasped tightly the hood as if making a rejection of the treatment of Iqbal who was trying to open the veil that wrapped the head of Elsaliani.

"I want to see you without a veil!"

"Don't do that!"

"Why? can't I see you without a veil? that's how you are....."

"That's not it, I mean El, hm.......El just didn't want the master's beautiful eyes to see this ugly girl. El girl who is very unfashionable and also ugly, whether wearing a veil or not, El remains the same, it makes no difference. However El looks, El is still an ugly girl who has messed up the life of a handsome man. Again forgive El."

"I still want to see it!"

"No, no!" Pinta Elsaliani in a soft voice.

Elsaliani's refusal seemed to have no effect on Iqbal. Iqbal did not even press Elsaliani's request at all. Iqbal violently took off the veil Elsaliani, making his messy hair re-dissolve just like that to cover his face, not wanting to linger in that condition, quickly Elsaliani instantly hid her face behind both palms.

"Sir, El....." Elsaliani's words came to a halt as Iqbal kissed his forehead, and slowly hugged Elsaliani's body warmly.

(How is this? every time his hand touched me, as if there was a warmth so soothing to this soul, what more when he hugged this body tightly, it felt like this hand returned his warm embrace. Today he continues to flutter erratically for her. I want to continue to be in his arms, because I find the happiness of every dashing hand embracing this body. Is that how much I love him? and I was also afraid to get away from her, I really had fallen in love with you, my husband.) Whispering Elsaliani's heart and beginning to shed tears, Iqbal's hands clenched tightly to his wife's body and Elsaliani could only remain silent and accept Iqbal's embrace without rejection.

A few minutes later, Iqbal slowly released his embrace and his eyes immediately looked at the face of Elsaliani who continued to try to hide tears from earlier.

"Pardon El sir, and may El now go? El wants to pack some clothes."

"So we really want to go home to Abi?"

"Hm, yes, El misses them."

"Can't....." Iqbal's words immediately stopped because Elsaliani interrupted him immediately.

"Good sir. El would not take any of the clothes that you bought, nor would the clothes fit a girl like El, nor did El ever wear them at all even in this house, so you don't have to worry, El won't take any of your belongings. Now can El go back to El's room?"

"Go away...."

"Thank you sir."

Elsaliani immediately headed for her bedroom, ten minutes passed, Ely came out to meet Rizal who was chatting with Iqbal in the living room. Elsaliani came out with a large suitcase in her hand and also her beloved brown backpack attached to her back. Elsaliani continued to step closer to the two men who looked so engrossed in their chatter, the arrival of Elsaliani made the two stand up and turned towards Elsaliani.

"Did anyone bring that many clothes?" Ask Rizal who started to feel bad about Iqbal for the behavior of Elsaliani who carries a giant suitcase.

"Oh, these are all old clothes that can not wear anymore. Ayyo our brother's coming home!"

"Gluck! hm,, okay. Iqbal, brother bring a little adek yes, three or four days Brother will deliver it back." Rizal.

"Yes, Rizal's brother." Answer Iqbal briefly.

"Then we go home. Sana adek permission used to be the same Iqbal. Wait in the car." Clearly Rizal and immediately out left the couple husband and wife.

"El said to you, forgive all the mistakes El has made so far that repeatedly messed up your life. Please banish everything that belongs to the master that El has been wearing all this time, and will be El try to linger there, so you do not have to worry, immediately marry Mbak Lestari. El always prayed for the happiness of the lord of the afterlife, El came home, once again sorry and also thank you." Clearly Elsaliani at length then bowed her head in respect of her husband.

Regardless of what happened, Iqbal slowly thrust his right hand towards Elsaliani, but as if Elsaliani did not respond at all, Elsaliani decided not to welcome Iqbal's hand.

"Don't Korpri hand master, besides Abang Rizal is not here, he doesn't see us so you don't have to pretend anymore. Assalamualaikum." Clearly Elsaliani and immediately stepped out of the house leaving Iqbal still covered with various things on his mind.***