Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

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Time passed, leaving behind the happy days that Afifa and the people around him went through. However, every life certainly does not always run smoothly according to what we want, life has been arranged on the basis of Qodarulloh, he said, where the Regulator and the Owner everything is more familiar with the situation and something that is best for his servant.

Today is Thursday, October 22, as usual the natural alarm in the psyche of Afifa always wakes him up before most people wake from his slumber. Afifa squinted her eyes at the wall clock to clarify her vision. "At 3:30" she murmured, writhing her husband's burly hands that were always coiled around his waist in every sleep. Afifa shifted her husband's hand slowly and got out of bed, then walked to the bathroom to clean herself and fetch some water. She soon came out and woke her husband.

Fauzi woke up, then immediately went into the bathroom to take Wudlu water, they also performed Tahajud prayer together, rested on the creator, and, ask forgiveness for all sins and give thanks for every gift bestowed upon him.

Adzan Subuh reverberated, Fauzi immediately went to the mosque to perform the congregation's Fajr Prayer. Returning from the mosque, Fauzi sat on the sofa in the living room while sending a message to someone. So engrossed with a cell phone in his hand that he did not realize that his wife was watching the look of his face that sometimes wrinkled, shook his head, even smiled to himself without taking his eyes off the flat screen.

Afifa stood long enough beside the sofa watching her husband. Feeling unconcerned, she stepped up and sat herself next to her husband, leaning her head against Fauzi's shoulder while staring at the phone screen in her hand.

"Great fun, who's the same chatan?" ask Afifa.

But Fauzi immediately closed the screen of his phone, and then kept it out of reach of Afifa, "Eh.., no one, no one," Fauzi replied a little surprised, He also smiled crisply that seemed forced.

"Hmmm..., is that it?" Afifa pouted a little, for some reason she felt that there was something that her husband was hiding at this moment. "So..., Fifa can't know?" Afifa held up her seat.

"No, it's not, Deck! mm... Nevermind! it's not important at all" Fauzi said as he wrapped his hand around Afifa's shoulder, while his left hand turned off the phone and hid the phone behind a sofa cushion. "We're making breakfast, Yuk!" Get Fauzi to switch the conversation.

Afifa simply nodded without speaking, then she got up from her seat and walked towards the kitchen in the wake of her husband.

The two struggle with homework, Afifa cooks while Fauzi does other work.

After breakfast, as usual Afifa left for school delivered by Fauzi before moving in his shop. After making sure his wife arrived safely at the destination, Fauzi returned home to his shop.

Every day activities at school, making Afifa quite tired, what else is now after not a honorary teacher anymore, his responsibility is greater to his work. Afifa's growing belly makes it a bit difficult to move, She leaned her body in her personal seat in the office while trying to make a call to her husband to pick her up immediately.

Afifa stared at her phone screen, astonished that her husband's number was off. He immediately sent a message, but the message was not also read by Fauzi. Afifa waited for a while and made another call, but the result was the same, She grew more and more agitated at the thought of something bad that befell her husband. She decided to call her husband's shop number.

Before long someone's voice was heard.

Assalamualaikum, good afternoon. Said someone over there. Afifa paused for a moment to be astonished because the one who answered was not her husband, but her employees.

"Waalaikum hail, Mang! Is Mr Fauzi in the shop?" ask Afifa.

Oh, Neng Fifa? sorry Neng, Mr. Fauzi is not in the store, this morning he said he wanted to meet his Client to West Bandung. Why not just call his phone, Neng?

"The number's off, Mang!"

Lo? how did Mr Fauzi not activate his cell phone?

"Iya, sudah beberapa kali Fifa telephon, tapi gak aktif juga, Mang!" Jawab Afifa lemas.

Neng Fifa waiting for an invitation? Let Mamang pick ya up.

"No need, Mang! Fifa can ride agkot," replied Afifa who did not want to trouble Mang Ujang employees.

Ish..., No, Neng! Mamang Worry that Neng Fifa must ride in angkot. Neng Fifa wait a minute, Mamang pick up the Pickup car.

"No, Mang!"

Uh! just wait a minute! don't go home before you come! Mama is leaving now.

"Trups!" The voice of the phone was closed, making Afifa could no longer forbid Mang Ujang to pick her up. Afifa just sighed deeply. Now there was nothing else he could do, other than sitting in the quiet office room while waiting for Mang Ujang to come pick him up.

Afifa opened her phone screen again, perhaps her husband had replied to her message, but Afifa only took a deep breath when she did not find what she expected.

Afifa's mind drifted back, some bad speculation had crossed his head. However, she immediately brushed it off and went back to thinking positively about her husband, "Maybe the battery is low, or there is no signal in the area to which Kak Aji is headed? but..why didn't Kak Aji tell you in advance that he was going to one place? tumbens?" muttered Afifa, "Ah.., it is, hopefully Kak Aji is fine," he said later.

A few minutes passed, Afifa got up from her seat and decided to wait for Mang Ujang in front of the gate. Before long, the pickup car carried by Mang Ujang appeared there, Afifa immediately climbed and the car drove towards his home.

Arriving at home, Afifa cleaned herself up and changed her uniform for home clothes.

Time continued to pass until the time where the habit of her husband's return hour arrived, but Fauzi still did not return home. Afifa again called Mang Ujang, as well as Pak Surya, her husband's confidant to take care of the shop in Cililin. However, the result is still the same. No news at all.

Afifa was getting more agitated, he kept pacing, from the room to the living room and then back to the room even to the kitchen while continuing to knock his phone into his palm, until the Maghrib arrived.

Afifa immediately took Wudlu water and performed Maghrib prayer in her home mosque, not forgetting she prayed for the safety of her Husband. Finished with his Maghrib practice he went to the kitchen, cooking food for dinner. Several times Afifa stared at the wall clock that was ticking, showing at 8 p.m. But her husband did not come home.

Afifa turned on the television to relieve his loneliness while looking at the news, just in case there was one news about some events around West Bandung. "Ah...Yeah, well, what happened to my husband?" muttered Afifa while sitting alone on the sofa, the lighted television was not at all watched. "Yes, O Allah.., I beg you to save my husband wherever he is" Munajat Afifa told the Creator. He stood up again and walked towards the front door, and threw away the curtains of his house, staring at the gate that was still closed there was no one there.

Afifa grew increasingly agitated, and repeatedly tried to call her husband back. However, the hanya remains the same.

"Krieing...! Kriei...!" The phone that Afifa had been holding was suddenly heard, "Nadia?" muttered Afifa, she immediately picked him up.

"Assalamualaikum, Nad!" Sapa Afifa's.

Greetings waalaikum, Anti...! Nadia please, Anti don't panic, Anti is now ready, Nadia will pick Anti there yes, in 10 minutes, Nadia arrived. Cerocos Nadia sounded dull in Afifa's ears.

"Eh..wait, Nad! you mean what?"

Pamaaaan.., Anti...! Anyway Anti get ready! We'll meet Uncle. Say it again in the same tone.

"But, what's wrong with your uncle, Nad?" ask Afifa to panic.

Ow hell! Already, Anti! later Nadia tell me everything, Anti get ready, Nadia leaves now.

"Trups!" The sound of the phone closed there, making Afifa just look at the wonder of the phone in her hand that now seems to vibrate.

"Deg! Deg!" afifa's heart thumped after recalling Nadia's telephon speech just now, bad speculation she had been thinking about popping up since noon, "What's wrong with you, sister?" murmured Afifa while putting a phone on her chest that is now ticking faster.

Afifa immediately entered the room, changed her clothes with a simple robe and an instant veil, then put on a jacket and put her cell phone and wallet into her bag. While preparing and waiting for Nadia's arrival, Afifa's mind raged on the bad possibilities she had with her husband, until tears slowly came out of place.

"Yes Alloh Ya Robb, I can only pray to you, keep away all the misfortune that will befall the Husband of the servant, You are the One who has everything, govern everything, there is no place where the servant asks for refuge except You,"

Afifa rubbed a soft tear on her cheek, she gasped as the sound of a car horn rang quite loudly in front of the gate of her house.

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By : Rahma Husnul.