Not Planned Love (R3)
114. Yanda's jealousy, Kara's anger
...114. Yanda's jealousy, Kara's anger...
...“Is that jealousy? What are the unpleasant feelings I just felt?”—Arsyad An-Nass Senopati Az-zzioi...
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A four-wheeled vehicle seems to be driving on a road that is quite crowded by road users. Inside, there was a beautiful man with a formal dark blue nuance was propping up the phone. His sense of hearing captures all the sounds coming out of the electronic object.
“Tonight my brother stayed at home in-laws, mother. Kara wants to go back there.”
“….”
“Iya. Tomorrow brother comes home in the morning, and eat the cake that you made.”
“….”
“Iya, mother.”
“….”
“Iya. Waalaikumsalam.”
The phone call from the woman he loved so much was interrupted afterwards. He, Arsyad An-nass Senopati Az-zzioi was indeed on his way to the residence of the in-laws. My wife is currently there. The young pregnant woman wants to go home to her father because she misses him. They also had time to get news if Crazy Rich Surabaya was sick. So as the daughter of his only—sang wife rushed off to make sure of herself.
Now, this young CEO is also about to catch up with his wife. His job was only finished when the clock struck 18:00, so he was only able to catch up at that hour. He also took a moment to stop by the market to buy some hands. After a long journey from Jakarta-Surabaya, now Crazy Rich's son-in-law finally arrived at his destination.
The vehicle he was riding on had just entered the main gate of the wife's residence. Increasingly jutting inward, the shade of trees that filled the right and left of the road seemed silent. The garden lights seemed to emit a yellow light along the road leading to the main residence. Some deer also appear awake.
Arriving at the magnificent 3-story residence, Arsyad rushed down. The valet officer swiftly received the car keys—guna parked the vehicle of the guest as his duty. The two bodyguards standing guard at the door also swiftly bowed, welcoming his presence. When he first came to this place, Arsyad was hit by a clumsy taste. The reason is, the aura of luxury looks thick in this residence.
If anyone says the Radityan family is also included among the people, then it could be now the wife's family can be said to be in one level above. Given the assets that their families have cannot be added just like that, because there are so many. The wife's family also does not want the amount of assets owned to be public consumption. So, they always close media access meetings and related parties who want to add assets.
Entering the main room of Tyoga's magnificent residence Yosep Djuarta, his hearing was greeted by two people talking. Vaguely, two different sounds of that type come from the living room. When it comes to tracking, sure enough. There are two different types of people sitting opposite. The two seemed to be busy chatting, so they did not realize the presence of Arsyad.
“You want me to reopen it?”
“Eh, no need, brother. Kara can peel by herself.” The rejection comes from the voice of the wife. Arshad knew that voice.
The pregnant woman was currently sitting behind him. However, Arsyad knew that the wife seemed familiar with her interlocutor.
“Omong-by way brother stay here until when?” the wife's voice was heard again. Make his interlocutor reply shortly.
“Until the day after.”
“Cock for a minute?”
“Why do you want me to stay longer?” seductive the owner of the deep bass sound that is the gender of the man.
“Eh, not that. You mean Kara, you don't want to be here much longer? Mother sister must be sad brother wants to go again.”
“Mother already knows the risks of her son's work.”
“Iya anyway.”
“Already, don't pout that way. The fall became anxious.”
Arsyad who is still loyal to be a listener immediately sharpen the hearing. With the step made wider, the man immediately rushed over to the wife.
“Then it's brother—“
“Kara.”
The woman who had a soft voice turned her head. Her hazelnut beads were directly wheeled with soot beads belonging to the husband. “Yanda!” excitedly.
The woman with the flora dress that fell on the calf quickly moved, eroding the distance between them to reach the back of the husband's hand. “Assalamaicum, yanda. Last forgot,” he said.
Arsyad nodded. In response, he gave a kiss on the head of the wife who protected the colored pashmina in line with his shirt.
“Kok long ago?”
“Tadi got stuck in traffic,” replied Arsyad, explaining. “You've eaten? I brought you dinner.”
The beautiful woman nodded. “Wait for yanda to come, so Kara hasn't eaten.”
“You should not procrastinate to eat. pity him,” said Arsyad while touching the baby bump of the wife.
“We have been snacking on fruit. Just now Kara also ate mandarin oranges, which brother brought.”
“Kakak?”
“Ah, yes, Kara forgot to know sister yanda.” The beautiful woman smiled faintly, then took her husband by the arm. “Kakak, knowin, this is Kara's husband. His name is Arsyad.”
The man who had been the object of Arsyad's sense of marketing seemed to display a thin smile. With a friendly look, clad in a professional look, the man stuck out his hand.
“Halo, I'm Adrian. Relatives of your wife.”
“Hm, hello. I am Kara's husband,” replied Arsyad while receiving the hand. For a moment, Arsyad was made to wonder, because he only knew if the wife had a relative like Adrian this.
Specifically, Adrian belongs to the target group of women. His body was tall, probably about 180-190 cm. The color of the skin is brownish, will sangar look exotic if highlighted by sunlight. Her hair is black, thick. His eyebrows swooped sharply naturally. His eyes looked resolute, yet friendly at the same time. The nose is quite sharp for an Asian. His plus point, the man had dimples on both his cheeks. So that it creates a very sweet impression if you smile.
“Hm, so, yes?” small Arsyad response. They are now sitting on the sofa again.
“Iya. Brother just returned from Hong Kong, so I did not get to meet yanda. Kara aja until kangen same sister.”
From the story of the wife so far, Adrian is quite an important role in the life of the wife. The man who was called with the frills of ‘kakak’ was also not reluctant to call Kara with a very soft greeting.
“Besok sister want ajakin Kara lunch outside. because the day after sister will go again. Yanda give me permission, no?” ask the wife suddenly.
Arsyad. His gaze then turned to the man before him. “Where?” tanyakanya.
“Ke caffe not far from here. At most fifteen minutes.”
“Both?”
Kara nodded innocently. “Decet. After lunch directly home again.”
“I don't give permission.”
“Loh, why yanda?” ask Kara sadly.
“You forgot what mom said? There will be a study at home. Four-monthly bagayakuran. Tomorrow we have to go back to Jakarta.”
“Oh, yes, Kara forgot,” sad the beautiful woman. “Where dong, Kara can't lunch with sister?” sulking.
“It’s okay. Next time we can lunch together. The event was held for you and your baby. There's no way you didn't attend.” Entertain Adrian.
“But, the day after Kara can not between the departure of brother.” Sad Kara.
“It's okay. We can meet again next summer.”
The sadness of the wife who could not lunch with Adrian until threatened could not lead to his departure, persisted until the man dimpled the cheek was permission to go home. Kara looks moody because she can't spend more time with the son of one of the servants she already considers like her own brother. Even since childhood, Adrian who always accompanied Kara. That togetherness only lasted for 15 years. Because after graduating High School, Adrian must live in London to study S1 to S2. After earning a master's degree, Adrian worked for Tyoga companies located in Beijing and Hong Kong.
“Why? Angry hm?” Ask Arshad who just came out of the bathroom.
“Not really. Who is angry?” answer the pregnant woman lying on the bed.
“I know when you are angry, and when you are Happy Kara.”
The man surnamed Raditya was approaching. Approaching the wife who seemed to be stroking her baby bump. The wife's pregnancy is now in its 16th week. This means that it has entered the second trimester. During the 16 weeks of development, the fetus in the womb will begin to form facial expressions, and its nervous system grows. The weight of the fetus is approximately 2 and a half ounces. At this time, the mother may occasionally feel fetal movement in her womb.
When doing the last check up, the young married couple was even able to see the face of the little one through the 4D USG. They can also see some of the little one's expressions such as frowning, to pout— when the little one can already hold his head straight. Arsyad and Kara were the happiest parents in the world.
“Why? Still not honest?” asked Arsyad who had also laid his body on the opposite side of the wife.
“Why do you sleep facing here?” ask the wife, rada ketus.
“In the historical hadith Al-Bukhari no.247 and muslim no. 21710 says if, sunnah the apostle sleeps facing right, dear.”
The beautiful woman looked pursed her lips with a hue adorning her face. How not to be ashamed, he was currently lying on his back. While the husband lay while facing right— towards the wife— with one hand supporting his body.
“Anged at not being able to lunch the same Adrian-Adrian?”
“Now!”
“Yakin?”
“Kara just sad can't spend more time with sister. Kara and sister haven't seen you in a long time. Once we meet, there is no time to be together. Though in the past who often nemenin Kara was brother.”
Arsyad knows the wife is sad. But how else. Tomorrow they have to hurry back to Jakarta, because the day after tomorrow will be the tone of the four-monthly event for Kara and their future baby.
“You rest easy, next time I will make sure you can meet with him again.”
“Yanda sure?” the beautiful woman seemed interested.
“Hm. However, with a note you do not go both.”
“Means?”
“I'm coming,” replied Arsyad steady. Where willingly he let the wife spend time with a man who is not his mahrom. Even though they are like brothers themselves, still in Islam it is not justified for a married woman to spend time with a man who is not her mahrom.
“Which way, you want?”
“Mau!” answered the enthusiastic wife.
Arsyad smiled faintly as he grabbed the wife's body. Close the distance left between them. “Now you better sleep, zawjati. Tomorrow we have to go home in the morning. You and our baby should get enough rest.”
Kara nodded while smiling faintly. “Good night, yanda. May the dream be beautiful.”
“Goodnight my wife, may you have a good dream.” Reply to the husband. After saying so, the man kissed the old wife's crown while muttering a prayer, “Allahumma inny as-aluka rukya shoolidatan shoodiqotan ghoira kaadzibatin naafiatan ghoiro dzloorrotin (Oh Allah, Allah, I ask You a dream that is good and true, (as well as) not a lie, that is beneficial and not harmful).”
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