Not a Savings Woman

Suspicious

Haris comes out of the room after Jihan falls asleep. He still remembered Ainaya's tiredness while cleaning his closet earlier.

''Is Ainaya asleep or is he still playing with Bilal?'' Go down the stairs slowly, afraid to disturb the occupants of the house who may have fallen asleep. 

Haris's guess was wrong, he who thought Ainaya had fallen asleep was still sitting in the living room. Go straight to the back to make a warm tea before approaching the wife.

''Hey, why are you?'' Haris patted the back of Ainaya's hand that looked dreamy. 

Ainaya shook his head quickly. Still ringing in her brain the white attachment she found in her husband's room. 

I should ask Haris, but what if he doesn't know, it will only add to the problems with his relationship. And I don't want to be the woman who destroys people's households. 

''Diminished his tea.'' Haris gave a warm cup of tea to Ainaya. 

He deliberately approached the woman to make sure of her condition. 

''Sorry, Mister. If this is too bad, don't answer. Is that Jihan ma'am not able to get pregnant because of what?'' ask Ainaya curiously. 

Haris presses remote tv. Back to back. 

''The addiction is weak, and the doctor said it is very unlikely to get pregnant, '' Haris replied as the doctor said at the time. 

''Have you tried to communicate with the experts for this?''

Haris shook his head as Jihan said she was reluctant to go to the hospital. 

That means that Haris does not know about kb. But why is the reason that Jihan ma'am doesn't want to get pregnant. It has something to do with beauty or something. 

Ainaya wondered why Jihan was clearly unwilling to conceive a child from her husband. 

''It was almost twelve. Why aren't you sleeping? Bilal's good, right?'' Haris stared at Bilal's slightly open door.  

''I'm not sleepy, sir.'' 

Every time he heard the call, Haris's eyes brushed. He was eager to draw a warning that had glided but as if the time had not been right. 

''Are you comfortable calling me Master?'' ask Haris. 

Ainaya sipped her tea and smiled. 

''Yemen,'' Ainaya replied briefly. Glanced at Haris who shifted his seat closer. 

''Oh yes, I forgot to say. Tomorrow morning I have to go home, and I will probably be here in a week, Ainaya explained. 

''Alright, I will wake up early to take you, said Haris enthusiastically. 

Soon Ainaya shook his head.

''No need. It was Adam who was going to pick me up, so you don't have to bother, '' reject Ainaya without hesitation. 

Leaving Haris and entering the canal of Bilal. 

Had Haris known about the letter he must have been very messed up.

Ainaya sat on the edge of the bed. Swiping Bilal's cheeks are increasingly filled. 

''Mama is not the woman your father wants, son. But I'm sure Dad will love you with all his heart. You will be papa's favorite child.'' He peeked Bilal's forehead and lay down beside him. 

Haris went to the room after making sure Ainaya was completely asleep. 

Haris opened his eyes when he heard the alarm sound. He rushed to the bathroom to clean himself up and put on a neat shirt. 

Without waking Jihan he came out of the room. 

''May Adam not have picked up Ainaya.'' Wear shoes in a hurry. Knocked on Bilal's tightly shut door. 

Chequelek 

''What's up, sir?'' asked Ainaya in a typical sound of waking up. 

''I-I-I want to meet Bilal, '' Haris replied lying. It was impossible for him to tell the truth, while Ainaya was still not ready. 

''O...'' Ainaya opened his door wide allowing Haris to enter inside. 

''Sorry, I just woke up. Maybe because of his sleep.'' Ainaya tied her hair with origin. Tidying up a messy blanket.

''Sir papa, maybe I'm too early.'' Haris continued to observe the movements of the wife.

''The son of a handsome father once,'' praise Haris from the heart. 

Although initially not expecting a baby from Ainaya's womb, the fact is that Haris began to feel comfortable with their existence, even wanting to be together all the time. 

''What was last night Bilal fussing about?'' Haris picked up the tiny baby and carried it beside Ainaya who was cleaning the box. 

''No, Bilal just woke up for a while. After drinking milk he slept again.'' He said without looking. Avoiding Haris's gaze that has not been deciphered lately. 

Mimin, who was about to step in, abandoned his intention to see the familiar-looking employer talking to Ainaya. He's leaning against the wall. Eavesdropping on their conversation.

Does ma'am Jihan know the closeness of Ainaya and Mr. Haris? Or maybe __

Mimin went straight upstairs to report the rare news to Jihan. 

Knock on the door slowly. Every now and then, looking down, scared Haris up and saw him. 

Soon after, Jihan opened the door. Furrowing his brows looked at the nervous looking Mimin. 

''You why?'' ask Jihan enthusiastically. 

Mimin landed his finger on the lips to code Jihan not to make a loud noise.

''Mr. Haris was in Bilal's room with Ainaya. They look familiar, Mimin whispered. 

Dada Jihan was claustrophobic about the words, although she did not see them in person at this time, but could feel Haris's change since she was at home. 

''Everything you see?'' ask Jihan curiously. 

''Not a lot, Mom.'' I'm afraid to be found out with Mr. Haris, that's all.' with a whispering tone.

''Alright, later if you see anything strange tell me.'' Jihan came back in and closed the door. 

You cheesy girl, did she deliberately use Bilal as bait. I'll make sure you get out of here as soon as possible. 

Jihan immediately went down to make sure of herself. Without knocking he went into Bilal's room. Sure enough, Haris was still there with the baby in his lap. As for Ainaya, that woman did not exist. 

''Where is Ainaya, Mas?'' tanya Jihan walked through a room that was thick with children's toys. 

''She went to the bathroom. He said he'd go home this morning. That's why I want to anterin him.''

''Why should you?'' sahut Jehan ketus. 

''Is there no driver in this house?'' continued. 

Haris was silent, confused to answer what, who would at this time want to always keep an eye on Ainaya with his own eyes. 

''I want to buy milk for Bilal, ''' he said. 

Although the reason was so convincing, it did not dampen the suspicion that began to fill Jihan's chest. 

Maybe now I can't get any evidence. But soon I'll know everything.

Jihan pretended to be calm. In fact, in the heart is not familiar with the gentle attitude of her husband towards other women, and it is contrary to his attitude all along.

In a moment I will unpack everything, hopefully Jihan can receive Ainaya well.