Love Shielded Risue

apologies to Nia

Just got out of the bathroom. Akhri already found Nia standing at the door. The woman looked at him with tears. She apologized for the umpteenth time, and begged her husband to come home.

Even without hesitation, Nia lowered her body to rest near Akhri's feet.

"Bang, Nia's sorry. Nia wants Abang home, the children have nanyain Abang continues. Please forgive me brother. Please forgive Nia's mistake." Her crying sounded heartbreaking. To the extent that making Akhri who was once possessed will bring Nia to her sister's house to collapse.

The man still did not reply, but he listened to every seemingly sincere apology from his wife.

"Nia's attitude is hard, sometimes Nia is also insolent. But honestly, Nia can't live without her brother. Please Bang. Nia promised to fix herself again." His sobbing made Akhri unbearable. Indeed, that man was not the kind of tough guy. Akhri could not see a woman crying. No matter how big the wife's mistake. If it was like this, his heart would quickly melt. Akhri also squatted.

"You said, Brother hurts you a lot, right? You cannot make me happy. You also said that you always make you cry."

Nia nodded, she did not answer. Just grabbing her husband's hand, to kiss.

"Bang– please go home, yes. let's go home with Nia again. Kasian..." He whined, looking into the husband's eyes. "dude? Brother may not kasian with Nia, but please brother kasian with children. I beg you. go home Bang."

Oh, my God, Nia. After all, you can't be the same. You love your child, and try to please you.

"Abswer! You want to go home, right?" Nia was still looking at her husband, pleading with her sad eyes. While his hand clasped Akhri's hand tightly. The man still returned his gaze without answering. Though his determination was strong enough to divorce Nia.

"Abiiii...! Abiiiii...!" The door opened, and the two of them ran in. The youngest with his grandmother outside.

"Yes Allah... Abi's children." Akhri shed tears. For more than two weeks he had not seen his children. Obviously, that longing was felt in his chest. The two of them immediately rushed into Abinya's embrace to let go of the longing. One by one they get two kisses on his right and left cheek.

"Why not go home?" Hussein asked the father who chose not to answer. His heart suddenly felt guilty. Why just because of the past, he destroyed his children's love for him.

I'm not a good father to you. Not only did I fail to become a husband, but I also failed to become a father.

Akhri tightly hugged their bodies, with a cry full of regret.

***

In the evening, after the. The kids are playing in the middle room. While Nia chose to be quiet, accompanying the youngest.

Akhri who had just returned from the mosque was immediately greeted cheerfully by his two children. Even the youngest also ran limping towards his Abinya at the door.

The man immediately showed a plastic bag in his hand. It looks like before he went home he stopped by the minimarket first.

"What to buy... jajan, huh?" Hussein asked, holding the plastic still hanging in his hand.

"Get in first, we'll open, yeah." Take Akhri after holding the youngest and then bring the other two children closer to Nia.

He was sitting next to the bowed wife, his eyes still puffy. It looks like he was crying again.

"Open up, yuk what's in it?" akhri said spilling all his contents in front of them.

"Waaaahhh, snack....! yeaeaay!!" Everyone cheered taking their favorite snacks. Akhri himself took one chocolate bar with a fairly famous brand, after which opened it. He broke the tip and then he pointed it at Nia. The woman glanced over, and her husband's sweet smile was directed.

"I'm sorry, thank you brother and eat this."

Nia seemed to want to cry again, her eyes were condensing again. But his lips smiled, and he bit the tip.

"Air at sorry?" Ask again. Nia nodded as well.

"Abang your sorry. But I want you to promise me one thing. It's the last time you're pissed off like this. And Brother please very much, come take care of your speech. Fix yourself again, you'll do the same."

Nia nodded slowly. "She'll try."

"And again, you can DM him or ask for his phone number to Arshila. Apologize to Merr."

"I'm sorry, to Cece?"

"Yes, the next time you apologize. Our lives will be better."

Nia fell silent, it seemed like it would be hard to apologize to her.

"Sir, do you mind?"

"What to do, I'm sorry? It's not wrong with her, Bang?"

"Don't always think of ourselves as having nothing wrong with others. Either way, we must have something wrong with him."

Nia. Actually there was still a sense of annoyance when the husband mentioned the name Merr again in front of him. Why mention a name?

"Sir, don't keep gini. I want you to not always be jealous of Merr. He's married now, too."

Yes, She is married, but still Abang is rich yet sincere. –Nia's eyes are on her husband. He also breathed.

"Yes, I'll just DM."

"Really, huh?"

"Yes, Bang. But I promise you, we'll be home."

"Yes, we're going home. Now prepare. We're home."

His eyes flashed for a moment. Nia developed her smile. "Are we really going home now?"

"Yes Dik. Brother wants to finish the shirt first."

"Let Nia..." The woman hurried to her feet, and walked up the stairs after getting a reply using a nod of her husband's head.

The biggest reason I've stuck with you is the kids. They cannot be victims of my selfishness.

"Yes...! Lii...!" the youngest called.

Akhri then bit the end of the brown wafer rolls that the youngest thrust near his lips and then kissed his son while smiling.

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When finished beberes. They really went home. Umm Salma hugged Akhri, with a whisper of apology once again. The man looks like he's okay. He kissed his mother on the cheek before entering his car.

Yes.this is how life in a household. Who says the saints are assured of the happiness of their marriage because of the knowledge they have. Actually they also have the same nature of human nature. Which is still possible in mastering the ego. And will never be separated from his caliphate.