Love In Pesantren's

Sleeping outside

Farrel came to the friends of Sofia's late house. Farrel said hello to just ask the news.

Since entering the Pesantren area, Farrel seemed to see Sofia especially when his friends were gathering like this. Farrel seemed to see Sofia among them.

Although Sofia died a year ago, Farrel still can not forget the shadow of his wife.

Nope.

Farrel was not lamenting, but Farrel could not forget his wife. I don't know until when, which is clear Farrel more and more love Sofia. Even though the body is not eaten by the earth. Farrel loved that sincerity that once existed.

Although Farrel is late to welcome his happiness, may there still be a chance to meet in an eternal place someday.

"Assalamualaik."

Nimas, Hulliyah, and Neli turned at the same time.

"Mosur."

"It's nice to meet you here" Farrel smiled a friendly smile.

"Rarely going to college now?" ask Hulliyah.

"It just so happened that I had a job out of town for a few months. Whoa Nim, another girl?"

Farrell sees Khalila still asleep.

"Ehm yes."

An awkward feeling suddenly burst into Nimas' chest.

They were very close even though they met late.

If you think Farrel's life is very sad yes, same author only Rel. Wantsome?

Finally they had an exciting chat in memory of Sofia, there was no crying there just a smile of sincerity and longing.

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The sky darkened faster this afternoon, a cloudy greeting blocking the twilight.

Nimas gathered with his two children on a carpet held in front of the television. Enjoying threesome time like this seems to be my own time for Nimas.

Nimas lay between his daughters, and Nimas listened to Zamima's speech, which he had begun to speak fluently. Zamima recounted three days at her grandmother's house, playing with her cousin and much more that the innocent girl recorded in her memories.

Until a greeting is heard that temporarily stops the chat Zamima and his mother. Zamima ran towards the door because he recognized the voice of someone who gave the greeting. Zamima answered the greeting with his lisp, thus making the person behind the door laugh with anxiety.

"Father's son has stopped answering his greetings." Sumringah Ustadz Zamzam came home to the princess who was funny.

But when both his eyes went deeper he did not find a smile from the wife.

Ah it feels like the world is empty without the smile of Nimas.

Nimas went to the kitchen to bring her husband some drinking water without saying anything. If being sweet is considered immoral, then Nimas will do the opposite.

It is enough Nimas always melted with the words Ustadz Zamzam, enough pain that has always been incised so far. Little contact will it make her a bad wife?

While all this time he obeys the husband can be said to be immoral.

Occasionally insubordinate nothing ko Nim🙈.

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Night came and it was getting late, Nimas did not move from his place still in front of the television that was not turned on. Put Khalila to bed there.

"Neng, don't you move?"

The Ustadz exited the room after putting Zamima to bed.

"Lila's hot, sleep here tonight. Aa temenin Mima inside."

Ustadz Zamzam laid his body beside Khalila. So now Khalila flanked by her parents. The Ustadz kissed his son's cheek and rubbed him.

Soon the hand moved to the cheek of his mother Khalila.

Nimas was moved away.

"Still angry, it's been more than three days."

Nimas.

"I'm so sorry Neng...." The Ustadz sounded desperate.

It seemed that an apology would not be possible to heal the deep wounds of Nimas' heart.

It made the Ustadz smile. Ustadz Zamzam's hand again tried to reach his wife's face.

Nimas again avoided.

Ustadz Zamzam again lowered his hand, then stroked Khalila's head to relieve his disappointment.

"Oh yes Neng, this weekend we have a picnic yuk! Nginep last night at the villa by the lake."

"Well?" Nimas got up from his position and went into the room to check on Zamima.

When Nimas returned, her husband appeared to be sitting on the sofa.

"We'll talk first!" bring Ustadz Zamzam.

Although very reluctant, but Nimas obeyed him.

Nimas sat himself opposite Ustadz Zamzam.

"So far away from sitting?"

Nimas.

Ustadz Zamzam could only throw his breath in rage, trying to hold back the anger because of Nimas's very tormenting behavior.

"We must call Hulliyah to Haqi, so that they can talk together."

Nimas looked at her confused husband, "do you mean?"

"Yes, we'll have a picnic with them. After all, we haven't spent much time on vacation."

Ustadz Zamzam watched his wife in.

"That's because Aa's busy with Hannah."

Ustadz Zamzam suddenly riled up with a striking answer from Nimas.

"Udah dong Neng, why do you still talk about Hannah si? Poor thing he's dragged into our trouble."

Whahuh?

Poor fellow?

"It's not that easy A! After what Aa did, Aa said Pity her?"

"Miss!"

The voice of Ustadz Zamzam is rising.

"What's? Looks like Aa chose him over me. I am not of the same character as he is meek. I'm also I don't take care of her differently than she's beautiful."

Nimas said interspersed with sobs, Nimas took out all the uneg-uneg that he had been holding himself.

Before Ustadz Zamzam defended, Nimas left.

A few seconds later Nimas turned around and said, "let's have a picnic! But this is only because I want to help Hulliyah. I'm sorry for the morals, but I haven't forgotten Aa's words that hurt my heart. Before I can be sure that Aa has changed, I'm sorry I'll always be this immoral. One more! Tonight Aa is sleeping with Mima. I slept outside."

Waduh it turns out Nimas who can be angry too huh.

Like a slap, Ustadz Zamzam was unable to speak anymore. He could only look at his wife who had gone away.

The figure of the gentle wife was no longer there. The wife who used to smile diligently, there are still memories.

Come on, Stadz, Nimas just needs you to wake up. Hadeuh wants me to tag you eh.

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When that morning came, there were no words spoken from the two men who were fighting. They are busy with their children without greeting each other.

When the Ustadz say goodbye to work even Nimas just drove to the door without smiling. It makes the day of Ustadz Zamzam as if not beirama.

One hope, hopefully at the picnic they plan will improve their relationship that is increasingly stretched.

Whose fault is this Stadz?

After an hour of Ustadz Zamzam leaving, there was a knock on the door outside. Nimas who had just finished bathing Zamima immediately opened the door.

When the door opened, Nimas' face turned sour.

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