Love Screen

Chapter 2 What this taste is

Where should I look. With a shaky step I walked to the bath to take my ablution I took the mushaf I read every letter with tears I hope God gives His guidance. I keep chanting Allah and ternyta right I remember something mas andi yes mas andi he is a friend mas evan in his office soon I close my mushaf. I took my salary on my dresser looking for the mas number andi I hope the number is stored in my salary.And finally I found the mas number andi without thinking long I called him.

"Assamu'alaikum "

"Wa'alaikum salam" a soft voice sounded.

"Mas andi apologize for interrupting"

"Well, what's wrong" he asked in a huffed tone

"Mas andi mas evan to bandung with whom there is an office assignment he said" asked me full of questions

"I apologize in advance no employee assigned to bandung and for evan he was on leave for 1 week" he replied with a soft and breath holding.

Like being struck by lightning in the middle of the room feels this heart ache without greeting I turn off the phone I cry roaring so roaring so so in the room I don't know what this feeling is why it hurts so much when I know my husband's lies what feeling is this why this love comes after another woman. My heart is torn to shreds why not be honest my cry in between my tears.

Evan pov

"Suster who called" I asked the nurse who was taking care of me

" maybe the father's wife apologizes I was presumptuous to pick up the phone because it sounded from earlier and I also want to tell the condition of the father to the father's wife" replied the nurse at length

"Sister please my wife don't tell me I don't want to if she's sad and worried that she's shed too much tears I just want her to be happy anyway I've told her that there is a task from the office that requires me to bandung" I replied stammering and weakly rolled on my sickly mattress.

" it's up to the father but it would be nice to be honest with the father's wife about the condition of the father"

"No need to thank you sister" I said

Erika she is my wife a beautiful woman and also good we got married because of our parents' agreement. I know she never loved me but she's the best wife in the world even though she doesn't love me she always carries out her duty of being a wife. I fell in love with her the first time I saw her her simplicity, her grace, her ability and everything that was on her I loved her.

I know that on every prostration he cried because of this marriage but I couldn't let go of him I loved him too much even though every day I never saw his smile again. God, I may be selfish, but here I am, I am just an ordinary man who does not want to lose my beloved wife.

In every third of my night I pray to the owner of my heart to open the door of my wife's heart so that she will love me one day because of YOU, O God, I want to live with her until death do us part. That's why I lied to her and didn't want her to know how I was doing enough for her to shed tears for me for my marriage so much that I didn't share this pain with her even though I wanted her to be next to me right now but for so long this is me being selfish with him being selfish for forcing him to stay by my side.

My daydream was heard the sound of my phone clearly visible screen reads my wife, God, I have to answer if she asks me about my situation and the voice of the sister.

My voice still sounds.

"bismillah" I picked up the phone

"Mas" he repeated his call

I still hear it carefully whether this feeling is happy or sad. Happy that he worries about me and sad that he knows how I am..

"Why silence answer me" he began to raise his voice. I'm still silent without tears, I may be whiny in your opinion, but this is a feeling I can't express for so long married she's the woman I love the most worried about me, repeated calling me, calling me, this is indeed the most beautiful gift, thank God, even though your servant is sick, you still give great pleasure. I took a deep breath

"Assalamualaikum", I answered

"Wa'alaikum salam" he replied, his tone of voice began to decline.

"The mas where the mas", began to raucously return his voice

"I'm at Bandung deck", my heart has started to go up and down for sure many questions that he will ask me.

" Who is the woman, and I came to call Andi mas said he had no employees who were assigned to Bandung and mas also did leave mas explain" his voice began to slow down and there were sobs from my way. What should I do on the one hand I don't want him to worry on the other hand I don't want him to be sad if I'm honest.

"He's nobody deck, don't suudzon ya dik same mas" I replied gently and tried to calm him down.

"But if he was nobody why he dared to pick up the phone" began to shout again with a sobbing that cut my heart, O God what should I do.

"Mas tell me where you are" he cried, but I was still silent, silently with. Thousands of thoughts are connected in this brain and heart.

"As I will be there I will look for you wherever you are even though I must be lost run and you will not find me again" he cried with a cry.

O Allah he threatened me how this he never went to Bandung at all what else is this O Allah is it time for my wife to know everything huft.

"Don't dek, maafin mas ya dek did not say honestly the same adek, mas is now in one of the hospitals located in Bandung d" I replied with stammering.

"What pain do you know the address now"

"Mas does not hurt papa dek mas just check up "

" Why should it be far away if just check up" asked his wife was like an investigator but really I was happy even though I had to rack my brain to cover my pain, God

"Please tell me the full address will be there, up travel or maybe a train"

"Don't dek mas worry about adek,