Not the Solehae Woman
DEPARTURE PREPARATION
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SALWA POV
Finished wearing clothes, I made the bed, I found Fahri's phone, it looks like he forgot his phone.
"sin not if I check his phone ??.
He's my husband, all his possessions are mine, too".I talk to myself.
I started checking Fahri's phone,
I saw the contacts on his cell phone, there seemed to be no suspicious names on his cell phone contacts.Then I checked the photo gallery on his phone, absolutely no photos, only video documentation.
I started to turn on Fahri's camera phone, I posed as blankets as possible,
I took a few photos, there was a blink of the eye, there is a photo of the head tilted next to it, do not forget I posed the lips are in many.
After being satisfied to play Fahri's phone, I went downstairs, I saw all of them were busy chatting in the living room, I walked to the dining table.
There was a lot of food available, but somehow I did not taste at all.I just took a loaf of bread smeared with strawberry jam.
I walked into the living room while carrying my cup of tea and a piece of bread.
I sat next to my Umi,
"Salwa..kok just eat bread, son,".asked umi.
"The saltpeter no longer has an appetite for Umi".
I glanced at Fahri, Fahri looking at me with a difficult look.
Fahri moved from his seat.
"Dad, mummy... Fahri said he'd come home for a minute,".
"Oh yes please son, Salwa come with Fahri". replied ustadz Usman
I just nodded in agreement.
"Come on mom, dad...".
"Go with your wife, father and mother are still at home here". replied Soraya's mother.
It seems like Soraya's mother made room for both of us.
Fahri walked to the car, I followed behind him.
All the way we were silent, no one spoke.
Approximately 45 minutes we arrived at the house Fahri, not the house.
I saw the housekeepers looking down kindly greet us.I was really amazed to see the grandeur of this house.The living room is in a classic and elegant design that is equipped with dominant furniture in white and gold add a luxurious impression,
"Welcome madam, does the mistress need anything ".Said one of the housekeepers, a middle-aged woman.
"Call Salwa, ma'am" I said uncomfortable, because only this time I was called madam.
"But the nyo-...
"it's okay Mom, just call Salwa,
Salwa is not comfortable in the call madam feels like a mother-mom"., I said with a smile.
"alright, how about I call you son,"
"okay deh Mum..?"
" call Ms. Ratna only, later if nak Salwa needs something just call me, oh yeah good luck with a new life yes son, hopefully be a harmonious family".
"yes, thank you, Mom".
I saw Fahri was no longer in the living room, Bu Ratna drove me to Fahri's room.
Even to Fahri's room we used the elevator, really the real Sultan.
Arriving in Fahri's room, I was still amazed to pay attention to every room design Fahri..
"Mary..."
"Ehmmttt-".
fahri told me from the walk in closet.
I approached her I saw Fahri was busy choosing clothes to carry.
I noticed that Fahri was picking up a white robe and some Koko clothes, which he put in a suitcase.
"Did he think he was on a missionary tour ??"
I murmured in my heart.
I took out the robe that Fahri put in the suitcase, I only left one.
I picked up some casual shirt shirts and also some t-shirts.For her pants, I prefer long jeans.
I put Fahri's shirt and pants in the suitcase,
Fahri just silently watched me,
"Is there any more?".I asked Fahri.
"yep".
"What ?".
"that's.there on the top shelf" Fahri said as he pointed towards the shelf right above me. I slightly tiptoed to pick it up.
"What is this?" ask me while taking something that Fahri pointed at.
"iiihhhh.. what the hell is this".
I said that reflexively threw it towards Fahri.
Fahri just smiled while picking up the one I threw.
I passed away leaving Fahri,
this time he who knows me, I feel amused myself, maybe Fahri asked me to take ***********.I sat pouting on the balcony of Fahri's room, I still feel annoyed at him.
Suddenly the ringing sound of the phone rang out, I picked up Fahri's phone, I saw a call from someone named Humaira.
"wasn't Humaira the affectionate call for a lover ? does Fahri have a lover?".murm me in heart.
I went into Fahri's room, I saw Fahri was still busy with his suitcase.
"this is a call for you".
Fahri grabbed his phone,
"Assalamualaikum.".fahri said.
I deliberately sat next to Fahri, trying to listen to their conversation, I noticed that Fahri was very excited.
"Alright, later I take the time to stop by, send greetings to mother yes.. waalaikumsalam".
fahri said as he hung up the phone.
"owh..so Fahri wanted to stop by the woman's house...?.I'm gonna fuck her up".I muttered in my heart.
I glanced at Fahri, he had returned to the walk in closet, not how long he had been back and had changed clothes.
He wears a plain black shirt and also shorts,
just this time I saw Fahri wearing shorts, looking very handsome...
"Salwa, I'm out.-"
Fahri has not finished his sentence.
"I'm coming". Answer me briefly
"I'm just for a second"
"I'm coming". I said a little spoiled
"All right,.."
Fahri walked out of the room, I just tailed behind him.
Not to the car park, but Fahri instead headed to the dining table, I saw there were already various food menus.
"eat first,"
"Salwa will eat her, Salwa is not hungry yet".
I sat down and took a serving of biryani rice.
Fahri was also sitting next to me, but he was just busy with his phone,
"Salwa is full.." I said.
Fahri saw that my plate was still full, I only ate a few mouthfuls.
Fahri just looked at me with a difficult look..
He got up from his seat, and I followed him.
we headed for the car parked in front of the house.
Fahri drove his car at medium speed, it only took 10 minutes, we also arrived in front of the house that is no less luxurious with Fahri's house.
"Does that woman named Humaira live here?".I murmured in my heart.
A woman in her 40s approached.
"son Fahri.. You finally came too, it's been a long time for me to wait for you,".the woman hugged Fahri.
I furrowed my eyebrows together, "I've just had his wife never hugged him.
the woman looked at me with a look of tenderness,
"Is this Salwa?".
"Yes Ma'am, I'm Salwa".I said nervously.how could this woman know my name.
The woman clasped my hand.
"Let's go in, son,
your wife is so beautiful Fahri, you're lucky to get her"
My face changed to the tune of hearing the woman's praise.
The three of us sat on the sofa in the living room
"Sorry you can't be at your wedding."
"yes it's okay, ma'am" replied Fahri.
"sister Fahri..-'' yelling a woman who is about 12 years old.The woman greeted Fahri and me.
"you look more and more beautiful Humaira".
fahri said as he pinched the woman's cheek.
I round my eyes, "so this is Humaira.
"Sister's wife is also very beautiful, my sister's name is Shaffa Humaira.
"hi..-"
Answer me briefly
"when is your mom going to move into your house?''
"do not know Mom, like her soon.oh yes Mom, for a while Fahri wants to settle in the country xxxx, Salwa still have to finish his school there .
"your mother told me on the phone",
"sorry ma'am, Fahri is only a moment, we are still preparing for our departure tomorrow.
"yes it's okay, son, my mother told you to come here because I want to know your wife, wait a minute, Humaira please get me the pink box in my room".
Humaira immediately ran and not how long she had been back while carrying the box.
"this is for you, Salwa".
"thank you Mom".
Fahri and I left the house in Fahri's car just shut up and just focused on the road.
"who was it?. I asked Fahri
"that's Sarah's mother, her biological sister's mother".
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The voice of the Maghrib made me sound from my sleep,
I saw Fahri wasn't in the room.
I decided to go to the bathroom.
I undressed my robe and hijab, I started cleaning my body.
after I finished the bath I came out of the bathroom wearing only a bathrobe hanging on the bathroom wall.
I asked Mukena to one of the housekeepers who happened to be passing by in front of the room.
After performing the Maghrib prayer, I walked back and forth in Fahri's room,
"what do I want to wear anyway?, the dress that was dirty this morning".I'm talking to myself.
I remember the pink box that Sarah's mother gave me earlier, the pink box that contained lingerie and also some sexy nightgown suits.
Instead of not wearing clothes I choose to wear a plain pink suit nightgown, which is made of satin.Shirt with a v-neck model shows my cleavage, my cleavage, shorts above the knee exposed my smooth thighs.
I went back to the bed covering my entire body with a blanket, to the limit of my neck.
"Have you prayed?".asked Fahri who suddenly appeared
"already".I replied briefly.
"tonight we stayed here first, tomorrow morning we went straight to the airport, our parents were waiting for us at the airport".
"yes"
Fahri sat at the end of the bed, he noticed that the strange looking me covered my whole body leaving only my head.
Fahri put a hand on my forehead.
"Are you sick?"
I just shook my head.
"let's go downstairs.dinner first".Bring Fahri
"Salwa is not hungry".I said hiding the fact that I was actually starving, I felt uncomfortable because I did not use the interior at all.
"Are you sure you're not hungry?, so Miss Ratna cooked spaghetti bolognese sauce".
I really like spaghetti...
I stood up straight..
"Come...".
Fahri looked at me with a difficult look.
Fahri took his phone, though,
"Mom.the food goes to the room".
fahri said, it looks like he called Ms. Ratna.
"What an angry Fahri saw me wearing this shirt".I muttered in my heart, I went back to the bed, took a blanket covering my entire body.
I saw Fahri out of the room, not how long he came back while carrying 2 spaghetti dishes, he said,
"Come on.". said Fahri who was sitting on the sofa.
I approached Fahri hesitantly.
I sat next to Fahri.
"Eat it.".
I saw Fahri was just focusing on his food, he didn't take a single glance at me at all.
"Are you angry" asked me in a soft, barely audible voice.
"why am I angry?"
"That's it..".
I'm starting to enjoy some spaghetti by Ms. Ratna,
The night was getting late, I was lying on the bed, I glanced at Fahri still focused on his phone, I noticed Fahri who was smiling staring at the screen of his phone.
