Love from GIA

Episode 246 (Go home)

One month later.

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On Sunday, exactly, the time when my husband returned to his country. But sadly, I couldn't pick her up at the airport. And I'm definitely gonna be home late because there's a little Thanksgiving at my boutique.

My heart is eager to welcome my husband home. You have to be somewhere else for something else.

***(In the Store)

For the fortune and all that God has given me and this Boutique. Thankfully, this store is always crowded with buyers. So once every 3 months, I hold a small thanksgiving event to represent my gratitude to Him.

"Thank you to everyone who's been in my shop, and has taken their time,"

"Hopefully this Boutique is still successful and always be your pseudo choice" Haru said.

"Let's eat it, please" he continued.

This event was attended by several members of my Boutique and also other Boutique friends.

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It's true, my body is here.....

But my heart and my mind are busy thinking about Mas Naufal.

"Mom, why worry?" ask Haru.

"No papa Haru, hehem," I replied.

"Today my husband just got home from his duty abroad, but I couldn't pick him up even at home" he said.

"Yes Allah Ibuuu......I just came home with no papa" Haru said.

"Already Ma'am, I'm not here papa, earlier I've permission kok same Mas Naufal,"

"Udah, no papa, okay," I said.

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The event lasts until night, because all day this Boutique is a massive discount and a big meal with every buyer.

I tried to contact Mas Naufal via whatsapp.

"Mas, are you home?" Nicole (18.37)

"It was, just now," Mas Naufal (19:40)

"Mas Naufal was so upset, was he angry with me??" I murmured in my heart while holding my phone.

I feel more guilty for him. Although Mas Naufal assented. But seeing the Whatsapp reply I can so conclude.

Though soon Boutique will close, this is my employee already berberes.

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When I finished, I said goodbye.

"Mom, be careful, don't speed" Haru said.

"Yes Ma'am, I'm home, yeah, don't forget the key, hehe,"

"Assalamu'alaikum Mbak" said my greeting.

"Yes Ma'am, Wa'alaikumsalam," Haru answered my greetings as he waved his hand at me.

My car drove so fast to get home soon. But.I'm stuck in a very long traffic jam. Almost 15 minutes I was stuck in the middle of a nighttime traffic jam in this city.

"Switch, how is this?? I don't feel good about Mas Naufal" I muttered while feeling anxious.

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I was on my way for almost an hour because I was stuck in traffic.

When I got home, I put the car in the garage. I rushed down and ran in.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said my greeting.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Bi Sarah.

"Bi, Mas Naufal's in Bi's room?" my many.

"Iiii.iya Ma'am," replied Bi Sarah who was confused to see me.

I went straight to the room, opened the door without knocking.

Mas Naufal was sitting on the sofa holding his laptop. Naufal did not look at me at all.

I was afraid to see him this time. Mas Naufal was never like this.

"Mmmm....Mas," call me while walking quietly behind him.

Mas Naufal did not answer me, instead he focused on typing and ignored me.

Isdeg...deg.

"Mas Naufal is angry??" my question is in my heart.

I swallowed my saliva and trembled my lips.

"Mas.I'm coming home," I said softly.

Mas Naufal still did not answer me, I just knew the cold attitude of Mas Naufal this, I just knew he could be this angry at me just because I was not at home when he came home.

Mas Naufal was still wearing a black suit with black pants that were still neat, it seemed like Mas Naufal had yet to bathe.

I tried to sit on the end of the sofa and get him to talk again.

"Mmmmmmh......Didn't shower yet??"

"I am. I am ready for warm water, yes" I said with trembling hands.

Finally Mas Naufal lifted his head from his gaze which was originally focused on the laptop screen. And the answer is just by nodding his head.

This time, he seemed like he was not my husband, not Mas Naufal, his facial features looked very angry with the twitching of his thick eyebrows.

I became very afraid of this version of Mas Naufal. I'm really scared. Anyway, it's still my fault. Not at home when my husband comes home.

I stood up and prepared warm water for Mas Naufal. I try to think positively.

"Mas Naufal must be a soy sauce, let alone until home he immediately worked again,"

"Hhhmmm already, this is also my fault anyway," I said to calm myself.

Shortly after, I told him to take a shower.

While waiting for her to take a bath, I prepared her nightgown on the sofa.

After he finished bathing, his face still looked angry and emotional.

"Mas, why??"

"I'm sorry, because when Mas came home I wasn't home, but I was allowed to Mas before if I came home late,"

"And Mas said yes, sorry, Mas" said I who was standing behind him.

"Mas wants to sleep, sleepy," he said briefly and then lay his body on the bed.

"Mas Naufal is really mad at me??"

"But usually Mas Naufal is not like this,"

"If one of us is guilty, surely Mas Naufal will talk about it well, and Mas Naufal can at least if he is angry for days," I murmured inwardly.

"Mass..."

"Mas Naufalllll, don't get mad at me,"

"I'm sorry Mas" said I, who continued to apologize to him.

"If I'm wrong with you, it can be wanted well, Mas, not diem-diem like this,"

"I'm sorry for the same, too" I said.

Mas Naufal still did not answer a single word.

Aneeehhh.....

Mas Naufal was really strange, his attitude was never this cold.

I finally apologized to him no longer. Maybe my voice even became noisy in Mas Naufal's ears. I slept facing him.

This time, Mas Naufal did not hug me like he used to do every night to me.

I'm getting sadder, if I know Mas Naufal is this angry.

"Mas Naufal why is this??"

"Don't she just fuck me??" Guess in my heart.

"No, this time Mas Naufal's anger is not as joking, I know how Mas Naufal really is,"

"Oh Allah, why Naufal??"

"Did I make another mistake with him?? Why did he become like this,"

"Even he didn't embrace me, was my mistake so fatal that it made Mas Naufal like this???" I murmured in my heart that kept looking for my faults.

I couldn't sleep because I kept thinking about my mistakes. I kept looking at his face with tears.

"Mas.... Why the hell??"

"Tell me I'm wrong, huhuhu" I said in my heart.

The next day........

I woke up late because I couldn't sleep last night.

"Uuuuggghhhh,"

"Good morning" I said.

Then I opened my eyes, the sunlight was already pointing right at one eye.

"Well, how bright is it??"

"Astagfirullah, it's already 7 o'clock, O Allah, I'm bad lucknnnn,"

"Aduuuhh how," I bent my leg knees while covering my face.

"Huuuffttt, astagfirullah, I may wake up late,"

"Mas Naufal must have taken this breakfast together, aaarrrggghh," I murmured to blame myself.

"Haduuh Giaaaaa, you're making a mistake again anyway,"

"Hey, you're why hey," I said, patting myself on both shoulders.

I stood with my lunglai body because I was not excited, but this morning I wanted to cook for Mas Naufal and say the word "sorry" again.

Wash your face for a while and brush your teeth, then I rush downstairs.

"Bi, Auntie," I said.

"Yes Ma'am??" Bi Sarah answered while carrying a pile of dishes.

"Where did Mas Naufal go??" askaku berdubi-tubi standing on the stairs.

"Mas Naufal just left Ma'am" Bi Sarah replied.

"Yeahhhh,"

"So said Mas Naufal, Mbak Gia is still sleeping, continue to say Mas Naufal later let Mbak Gia followed, eeehhh even Mbak Gia did not wake up, but Mas Naufal had made milk for Mbak Gia really,"

"Mas Naufal himself made Mbak, hehehem," continued Bi Sarah.

"Really Bi?? Was Naufal himself the one who made the milk?" tanyaku.

"Yes Ma'am" replied Bi Sarah.

I smiled to myself when I knew Mas Naufal's attitude that seemed to have forgiven me.

"Yeeesss, finally Mas Naufal is not angry with me,"

"Today I am not going to Boutique ah, I want to be at home to make food for Mas Naufal, hehehem," I murmured in my heart like a person who was mired in romance.

"Yes already that Aunt go on, hehe, Gia wants to go to the room again Bi," I said.

I ran straight up the stairs.

"Don't forget the milk Ma'am drank," said Bi Sarah.

"Yaaa Bi," I replied happily.

"Mbak Gia is weird, as funny as she is," muttered Bi Sarah.

***(In Room)

I walked to the Balcony, saw a sun that appeared from its hiding place.

This morning, I told him about the dew water that was blasting the floor of the Balcony of this room.

"Yetoooooo.......Mas Naufal I'm sorry, hehehem, hhhmmm so sweet deh Mas Naufal," I murmured inwardly.

"Maybe Mas Naufal deliberately did not wake me up, because he did not feel good the same time I, aaaaaaaaaaa........Mas Naufalllllll, can always make me fall in love many times with you Mas,"

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Mentari, thank you.....

I told you today.

My story is very happy, isn't it?

About my husband who always acts sweet to me.

Tomorrow again, we meet.

And of course, I'll tell you the same thing.

Well, about my happiness that my mother has always questioned lately.

And you pastis already know, so good my husband is to me. Name's Naufal.

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I rushed to take a shower and went down to see Bi Sarah.

***(In the Kitchen)

"Hi,"

"Auntie," I said.

"Ealaaah, Miss Gia anyway,"

"How come it's not neat yet, Ma'am??" asked Bi Sarah who was stirring the pudding.

"This is well done, Auntie" I replied.

"Not going to the store today??" ask Bi Sarah.

"No Bi, today's special Gia Maud at home,"

"Oh yes Bi, where is the milk made by Mas Naufal Bi??"

"On the table was Ma'am, whose glass was pink," Bi Sarah replied.

My eyes immediately looked for the pink glass on the table. Before I finish it, I look at the glass containing the milk first.

"Huuumm, Mas Naufal made it in my favorite glass, hehehm, fix Mas Naufal was not angry with me," I said in my heart and took the pink glass.

Hiccups for the sake of gulps I really enjoy, even though it feels the same.

"Bi, the beef is still there, isn't Bi??"

"Still Ma'am, in the refrigerator there are still many," replied Bi Sarah.

"You want to make a steak?" Guess Bi Sarah.

"It's true Bi, Gia wants to make a steak for her husband Gia, so that it will fit home, Mas Naufal's mood directly bagusan tuh Bi, hehem,"

"Bi, Gia want nanya, while Mas Naufal when he came home looks like angry, does not Bi his face??" my many.

"No Ma'am, Mas Naufal as always, what's wrong with you?" ask Bi Sarah back.

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It was dark too.

After the adzan magrib, I started my actions to make a special steak for my husband.

Coincidentally today, Mas Naufal came home around 7 a.m., full of passion and love. I roasted the beef.

"Uuuuhhmmm, the smell is very good, Mas Naufal must love nihhh, and must be greedy to eat it," I said.

"It's very exciting, ma'am, hihihi," said Bi Sarah from behind me.

"Yes dong Bi, this is it for the Master who owns this house, Bi,"

"So the cooking must be full of love, so that later it feels bad to the one who eats, hihihi," I said.

"Ehmm.ehmm.ehmm Ma'am Gia can just, can there be a Aunt help Ma'am??" bi Sarah's Offer.

"Eemmmm.....No Bi, no Bi" I replied.

"Yes already if later Ma'am Gia needs help, just call Bibi ya Mbak," he said.

"Okee Bi" I replied.

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Allahuakbar......Allahuakbar......

Adzan isya....

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One steak plate and one glass of sweet lemon.

It was very neatly arranged at the dining table.

I waited for Mas Naufal at the dinner table to play my phone.

"Surely, if Mas Naufal tauuuuu, seneng bangett him and devour the steak , hehhem, the fight impatiently,"

"Thankfullaaahh if Mas Naufal is no longer angry, huuufttt,"

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I've been waiting for Mas Naufal at the dinner table all by myself.

But Mas Naufal has not returned.

"Mas, so go home at 7, right?" Nicole (20.01)

"Is Mas Naufal stuck in traffic huh???...."

"Aaahhhh yes, no papa deh I just need to wait here aja,"

"When Mas Naufal returns home, the first person to say hello is me, hehehehm,"

"Even if the steak is cold, but it can still be heated" I murmured alone.

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I waited for Mas Naufal in the Dining Room for an hour and a half, no reply from Mas Naufal. I'm afraid if I call her later, she's at work or a meeting. But usually if there's a show for sure Mas Naufal told me.

"Mas Naufal where is this??"

"Tumben loh he did not reply to my chat," I grumbled while pacing back and forth alone in the Dining Room.

Feeling anxious and worried about Mas Naufal.

"Am I asking Mr Bastian??"

I finally decided to ask Mr. Bastian.

"Sorry Mr. Disturb, sir I want to ask, Mas Naufal has returned home yet sir? Thank you sir," Gia (21.58).

Mr. Bastian also never returned my chats. Finally the last and only way is for me to call Susi.

Tut....

"Assalamu'alaikum, what is my love??" susi said on my phone.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, I'm sorry, I'm bothering you malems,"

"Eehhmm gini Si, I may ask for help not with you, please ask Mr. Bastian, Mas Naufal has gone home yet yes, I was already chat your husband but not yet replied," I said.

Susi immediately called her husband and I listened to their chat.

"Mas, Gia nanya, Doctor Naufal has gone home yet??" Susi's screams sounded on my phone.

"Dear, it's been a shame, it's been a malem time, too" said Mr. Bastian.

Deeggggs.........

"Mas Naufal's been home since??" My shocked gertutuku heard the reply from Mr. Bastian.

"Udah came home from earlier Gi said," continued Susi.

"Tanya dong Si, what time did he go home??" I said.

"Mas, what time did Doctor Naufal come home? You know what?" Shouted Susi again.

"Yes with me, dear," replied Mr. Bastian.

"Back home with Mas Bastian Gi, Mas Bastian came home at 7 o'clock, really,"

"Why indeed?? Your husband hasn't come home?" ask Susi.

"O Allah, where is Naufal?? Though Mr. Bastian said, he had come home from earlier," I murmured.

The level of anxiety is becoming more and more.

"Eeehhhmm.no papa Si, I was just, yes Si, this Mas Naufal has come home, byeee,"

I hung up the phone with Susi. I had to lie to Susi even though until this moment Mas Naufal did not go home.

"Yes Allah.......Mas Naufal where is this???"

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