Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

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That day passed, the tightness in Afifa was still faithful to dwell in his heart and mind. After fulfilling the obligation of Isha's prayer, Afifa prostrated himself to the owner and all this nature, asking for guidance on all her turmoil so far.

Fauzi returned from the mosque after Isya', Afifa immediately prepared dinner for the two of them, as long as Afifa's dinner table did not say much, Afifa said, he simply stirred up the food with a spoon and garfu that was still loyal in his hands.

"Kok eat it stirred up and down Deck?" asked Fauzi when he saw Afifa eating lazily seemed to have no taste, "It's delicious lo", while re-inserting a spoon of rice into his mouth.

"Oh.iya, Fifa had already eaten a snack, so it was still a bit full" said Afifa.

"Hmmm...is that right? but you're okay, right?".

"Yes, Fifa is good".

Fauzi took a glass of water beside him, gulped in half, "Did something happen at school?".

"Oh.no, everything's fine", Afifa smiled.

Fauzi stood up from his seat after the meal was finished, "Thank God, then finish the meal, do I want a bribe?", Goda Fauzi looked back at Afifa.

"Ah...Fifa will spend it".

Fauzi smiled, "Yeah, I'm ahead of ya".

"Yes.", Afifa replied as she put a spoonful of rice into her mouth.

Fauzi walked to the sofa in the family room, sat himself there and picked up the phone lying on the table.

After the food was no longer able to put into his stomach, Afifa cleaned up the leftovers and washed the dishes used.

The kitchen work was done, Afifa walked towards the living room, this time she intended to talk about the incident earlier this afternoon to her husband, although Wulan had pleaded not to say it first with Fauzi, instead, but it feels that Afifa can't bear to hold it herself, however Fauzi must know the truth.

Afifa stopped her steps when she saw her husband sitting on the couch, focusing on his cell phone screen, to the point of ignoring his arrival. Long enough Afifa stood up, but Fauzi did not also look at her, she instead looked smiling herself and typing some letters on the screen of her phone, Afifa was sitting next to her husband.

"Hey baby...is it done?" Fauzi turned a glance towards Afifa, and looked back at her phone screen.

"Already", Afifa replied briefly, Afifa was silent to notice her husband who was getting late in his chat with someone.

"Sister.", call Afifa, try to start the conversation.

"Yes dear?", without turning her eyes, "Ha ha ha...", suddenly Fauzi laughed.

"Why?" ask Afifa wonder.

"Look, baby, I'm still fond of Farid" Fauzi said later, laughing and showing his phone screen towards Afifa.

Afifa frowned, staring at the phone screen, but said nothing.

"Farid asked for Nadia's number" Fauzi said.

"For what?" ask Afifa.

"So it turns out, they used to be close".

"O...so?", Afifa slightly jerked, had a crisp smile from her lips.

"He said he wanted to apologize for his attitude towards Nadia two years ago".

"Somehow, it seems very serious, I was tempted to come alone to the campus", Fauzi laughed again.

"Wouldn't ask Nadia first, sister, who knows she doesn't allow her number to be given to others".

"Yes, too, but I believe Farid, he's a good young man, can't do anything, if they want to, I'll make a match instead", Fauzi laughed again, he said, she seemed happy, but the other way with Afifa, she felt that something was holding her back when her husband talked about Nadia's match with Farid. Not because she still harbors a taste for the man who once stopped in her heart, but now Afifa never lacked the slightest affection from the man who is now her husband, however, Afifa, if only they were really a match, of course they would often meet and there would be a little awkwardness between them, and it was not at all expected Afifa. Afifa tried to show as much expression as possible, she did not want her husband to misunderstand her attitude.

"Where? you agree, don't you, Dek?" asked Fauzi to throw his daydream.

"What?" asked Afifa a little surprised.

"We betrothed them", explained Fauzi again.

"Yes, it's up to them", at last it's all that comes out of Afifa's mouth.

Afifa regained consciousness with his main goal to talk about the matter last afternoon, and tried to start the conversation. "Sister.", call Afifa slowly.

"Yes? why?" Fauzi looked at his wife who turned out to be agitated.

"I.e.".", Afifa bowed hesitantly to say it.

"Hmmm...do you disagree?" cut Fauzi.

"Eh no. That's not it, I...".

"Are you scared, I'm jealous and worried that Farid will be close to you later?"

"Eh.no...Sis, it's not like that".

Fauzi put his phone, "Honey.., I believe in you, in our love, in the sacred bond of our marriage", Fauzi's hand grabbed Afifa's hand, held her tightly and held her. Afifa's eyes glazed over her husband's embrace, remembering so much of her husband's love for her, as well as his love for her husband that grew more and more bloomed, it felt unable if he had to part with her or even share his love with others...

Afifa recalled Wulan's heart-wrenching face and begged not to say everything first to Fauzi, she also remembered all of Wulan's sacrifices all along, she said, it would be unfair for him if he only thought about his own happiness.

Afifa's mind continued to drift until a whisper was heard in her ear, "Bobok yuk...! I want to shake him up after fasting for one month".

Afifa returned to his consciousness, if this was the case, then there was no longer any chance to say it all.

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Assalamualaikum Readers....I thank you very much for those of you who are still faithfully waiting and following this story, because really without your support, my work is nothing.

I also apologize, if this story feels a lot less than your heart, because I am not a writer, nor a poet who is good at stringing the word 😀. I am just a learner who enjoys writing and is learning to write 😊.

Actually I had thought to stop writing because of my limited knowledge and time, but seeing your enthusiasm with comments that arouse my spirit, it seems I will disappoint you if I stop here.

I can only say thank you to all of you and apologize if the story is not pleasing to you.

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