Married Because of Ijbar
Chapter 48
Maula was avoiding a call from her husband. Suddenly, the phone sounded again.
“Micum, Bang. No need to call first, anyway I wait for Brother to come home,” cerocosnya when receiving the phone.
Suddenly, there was a discordant voice of a middle-aged man laughing at him behind the phone. “This is dad, son. You are really waiting for your husband to come home, yes.”
Die me! Where to say his greetings the origin of the sound, earlier, his mind in the heart.
“Dad?! Sorry, Dad. Maula kira, Brother who phone.” Whiny.
“Sorry, yes, Son. Your husband delayed his return again. He's exhausted, Sampe must stay in the hospital all.”
“Astagfirullah! Sick brother, huh? She was hospitalized?” Maula was a little worried.
“Just exhausted, really. I quickly tell you, so as not to misunderstand. Don't worry too much, yes.”
“Good, Dad. Thank you very much.”
After hanging up the phone, Maula only found out if her in-laws had already installed the WA story on her husband's phone. A picture of her husband limp down with an infusion tube on the back of her hand.
'Get Well Soon, son' caption on the picture.
“Yes Allah, Bang. Is it because I asked you to come home soon, to make you like this? I'm sorry, Bang. Quickly recover,” he said while wiping photos on the mobile phone screen.
During this time, Khayru was very rarely sick. Maula lamented that once Khayru fell, they were far apart. Though Maula should be able to take care of her husband like Khayru who always took care of her all this time.
Should I fly there? Huohm ... It's not possible at this time.
There was a knock on the door from out there followed by the sound of Neneng telling a guest to come.
“Who's coming, Neng?” mula asked as she opened the door to her room.
“Mbak Risa, Non,” answers while bending.
Maula met him in the living room. She was accompanied by Katia chatting while waiting.
“Assalamualaikum, Aunt. What's wrong malem-malem?” Maula sat next to Katia with a look of wonder.
“Waalaikum greetings.” Risa's pretty face smiled very sweetly. “Nothing, Kok. Aunt just wants to see how you are.”
“I'm fine, Aunt. Thank you.”
“Studio ... Aunty want to ask Mas Iru address in Safi city, can you, right?” her tanyanya made Maula a little surprised mixed with worry.
“Make what, yes, Aunt?”
“Tante take a leave of absence. Want a vacation, who knows can stop by there.”
Maula did not answer. He asked Risa to talk outside alone. Because you want to talk about something that no one should hear.
“Nothing, you guys just talk here. Let me get in. Coincidentally I have to go to the kitchen first,” bargain Katia while moving and going to the kitchen.
“What's up, La. Why do we have to talk alone?”
“Sorry, Aunt. I can't give you your address there.”
“Oh, yes, it's okay. Aunty can ask Mas Aldi, tomorrow,” he replied casually while smiling without burden.
“Tante, I mean ... Auntie don't come there.”
“Loh, why?” ask Risa wonder.
“Tante, Brother is my husband and Aunt is Om Aldi's fiancee. It's not good if Auntie meets Brother there alone.”
“Then ... the first time Mas Iru came to Morocco, about ten years ago, we always chat via phone. He said there are many beautiful places to visit. Therefore Aunt is interested in coming there.” Risa explained the reason why she wanted to come there so badly.
Instantly, Risa's face flushed red. He doesn't know what to say. Shocked, shy. However, when he realized there was nothing else he could cover from Maula, did not reduce the concern for Khayru after hearing the news that was sick also did not dampen his intention to come there.
“You ... know how I feel?” tanyanya gently. “We love each other, Maula,” he said shamelessly.
Those words were ringing again in Maula's ears. The words he had been pushing out of his mind. She is willing to make her heart deaf to pretend not to know if her husband loves others in order not to damage her own household.
“Forget, Aunt. I beg. There's Om Aldi's heart too who will get hurt.”
Risa was still down, hiding her eyeballs that had started to redden and were almost wet.
“I never knew my true feelings for me, but I knew very well that you would never let me get hurt. He would never betray Om Aldi as his best friend. So, it would be a waste if Auntie approached him. And I've been determined not to let anything, disturb my household. Sorry, Aunt.”
“Indeed who will disturb your household? Your mind is too far, Maula.” Risa took her little bag and said goodbye. “Tante home now. Thank you for the evening chat,” concluded before leaving.
Maula felt a little relieved because she had warned Risa not to try to disturb her husband. However, the next day he was again made agitated by Risa's post in her Story WA.
Boarding pass that contains information on passenger name, destination, plane number, boarding gate, arrival airport to ticket number. And Risa had displayed a selfie at the airport as well as on the plane with a charming smile. Different from the face Maula saw last night.
“This woman actually went to Morocco,” muttered Maula while exhaling violently.
“Why else, Wooyyy? From earlier his lips kamat kamit rich mom-emak.” Nikita patted him on the back.
“Again!!” he answered quickly when his heart began to fall apart even though he did not show it.
Something else happened the next day. When Maula received a picture message from Risa who had arrived at the Khayru residence. More and more days, his emotions like being deliberately ignited into embers that burn his mind. At that moment, Maula called her husband just to ask him not to accept Risa at his house. Worried that something unwanted will happen.
“Dek, Brother is still in the hospital. You do not ask the news of Brother first even immediately angry.”
“Sorry, Bang. I'm not angry, just .. I don't like to see Aunt Risa there.”
“Abang hasn't met him yet. After all, you have to push him who came all the way to visit here. Not polite, dong.”
“Bang. He had other intentions with brother. How can I relax here. While she seduces Brother there.”
Khayru laughed in response to her jealous little wife's words. “Quiet aja. Brother won't move to another heart, baby. Don't think that weird again.”
“Abang call me what was it?”
“Sayang.”
“Please, don't tell me that now.”
“Loh, why can't you call me dear?”
“I can go crazy with that now. Later if you have come home, I want to hear it every day.”
“Ha ha ha ... You, coke, funny, babe.”
“Akh! Kok, even repeated, anyway, Bang? Want to see I'm really crazy huh?”
“The more crazy you are, the more happy your brother,” his god.
“Be careful, Bang, don't let me down because I can be crazier than a wild cat.” The maula shows her hands like a cat's feet ready to claw.
“Wild cat instead of funny, huh? I like wild cats. Can't wait to get scratched by your pet stray cat at home. Doain yes let me recover continue to be able to go home to see you.”
“Ya has rested. The pain should not last long. Take care, take care also for me.”
“OK, darling.”
To Be Continue ....
