Rel(A)Tionships

A - 68

Arfi pulled the hand of his wife who was about to walk away. He apologized to his wife and promised to return the credit card to Mr. Salim immediately.

"Yes okay"

"Where are you going, baby?"

"You want to shop, the cards have been returned to the masses before shopping?"

The contents of women's minds can not be guessed, inner Arfi. He grabbed his wife by the shoulder and went into the clothing store.

Like most women, Alvi went around looking at all the clothes available. Also find out the latest output. His hands seemed to move on their own picking up some clothes that he liked. Arfi could only silently watch his wife shop that much. No problem, Alvi must miss shopping a lot.

"Darling, this is eating directly to my friend's shop" whispered Alvi.

"Want to shop again?" Tanya Arfi could not believe it.

"Yes, he sells that dress. He broke me yesterday, but I haven't been there yet"

"Oh, yes, okay, baby. I've bought it, I'm tired of traveling" pinta Arfi was too honest.

Instead of stopping, Alvi instead asked Arfi to sit on the sofa and wait for her. He wanted to go around looking for something there. Now the steps go towards the man's clothes, choosing some clothes for the husband that are similar to the clothes of his choice. True, Alvi wants them to always look harmonious when they go together later.

After finishing shopping, Alvi finally invited her husband to eat sushi. At one of the restaurants in the shopping center there. He fed Arfi while holding one of his hands, they looked like lovers who were so in love. Makes the person who is looking envious of it.

After eating, they continue the date to visit Alvi's friend's shop. But before that, Arfi stopped at one of the mosques to perform dhuhur prayer. As usual, after the prayer he will drain the cash in his wallet to put in the charity box.

"Darling, why put it all in?" Tanya Alvi was astonished.

"You've asked the same question, it's not worth your groceries" Arfi replied briefly. He grabbed his wife's shoulder and got into the car.

Alvi still did not understand, was her husband always like this? Why is Arfi so good at spending all his money on charity? Alvi frowned, trying to find an answer in her mind.

Arfi removed the frown on the wife's forehead, then stroked her cheeks gently. There is no reason to do good, just want it, a very simple answer.

"But baby, if you put all your money in, how do we keep going?"

"Why are you afraid? The wind is coming, don't think of anything"

God, what kind of man am I marrying?

Arfi returns his car to Alvi's friend's shop. A simple clothing store located on the side of the road. Alvi was so enthusiastic to come to him, he just went in and left Arfi who was looking for a parking space for his car.

"Is the shopkeeper there?" Alvi asked one of the employees.

"Sorry, who are you and what do you need?"

"Alviiiiiii, haii you finally came here too" said someone. He is a friend of Alvi, as well as the owner of the store. They hugged each other and exchanged news. Alvi's friends are happy to see the girl again, after a lot of news that circulated if Alvi fell into a coma.

"Gue don't understand these gini clothes, choose the best clothes for my show tonight yes" pinta Alvi.

The store owner invited him inside, to the dress area with the latest model that looks so elegant. He tried to choose one of the many and matched on Alvi's body of course.

"Loe kurusan yes, out of wedlock kok so lose weight anyway"

"And I've just recovered, you're not understanding"

A gray robe with a touch of white beads on his shirt. Beautiful, beautiful and elegant looking. No need for a lot of offers, Alvi directly chose her. It only took ten minutes to pick a shirt, but they spent hours chatting. So exciting, there's a lot they talk about. Until slowly the memory of Alvi again repeated when his friend showed a video quarrel between himself and Ambar.

The ambar? Alvi did not remember clearly, it seemed like what happened between her and Ambar was more than he had thought all along.

"Darling, it's been two hours you've been chatting. Already Ashar, we pray first yes" interrupted Arfi who was tired of waiting.

"Gosh, I came with my husband, forgot it would be because of the fun of chatting"

Alvi introduces Arfi to her friend, after which she pays for all the groceries and leaves with her husband.

During the return trip after the Mosque, Alvi kept looking at her husband. He wanted to ask but there was doubt in him. Either Arfi knew or didn't about something Alvi would ask.

"Ask me" said Arfi.

"What?"

"You always see me that way when you hesitate to ask. Ask what's in your little brain"

"Comebelin. You know, the problem between me and Ambar? Ambar it...."

"Your best friend in high school, he snatched your girlfriend and.... Hufftt, look at my phone" replied Arfi, giving her the phone.

Alvi still did not understand, finally Arfi pulled his car and opened a roomchat that he did not delete. Never delete it, it never opens. All the photos and videos about Ambar are still stored there, Alvi widened her eyes wide to see Ambar trying to tease her husband.

"Bad woman, she told me I didn't deserve you"

"Calm down, let it go. You've proven to her that I'm only yours"

"really? I did that? Then him, why are you still trying to tease you? Just block the number, hissh this damn woman" Alvi said.

Arfi explained, even if he tried to block Ambar's number, the woman would definitely change the number and try to contact Arfi again. Arfi asked for Alvi's phone, doing the same thing as two years ago. He wants Alvi to know, if there will be no one who can enter their relationship.

"Why? You think I don't trust you?"

"It's not so, but you used to be so scared of losing me, that's why I did this for you"

"Oh what the hell? Who told? You may be the one who's afraid of losing me"

"She was very, very scared"

Fuckin' Arfi, always make me tick.

Alvi, who cannot hide her feelings, asks Arfi to do the same on her phone. He also wants Arfi to know, if there will be no place for any man in his life. Although Arfi refused, Alvi this time forced, she did not want if her husband suspected the no-no. Though Alvi feels happy if she knows Arfi is jealous.

"Why is your face red?"

"What the hell? Not really, Mas Arfi nyebelin"

"But baby, right?"

"Darling baangettt, I love you"

"Love you too"