Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

Honesty part 3...

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Afifa was astonished, his eyes were fixed on the face of the woman in front of him who looked shocked and hesitated to regret the words that had just come out of his mouth.Afifa's mouth was locked, unable to say anything, only Afifa's heart beat felt increasingly firmer with an irregular rhythm, his heart churned to digest the words Wulan had just spoken.

"Eh..sorry.I don't mean to go there", Wulan tried to straighten out her words when she saw Afifa's changed expression. "i mean.I just.".", Wulan hung her words.

"Just express Wulan's feelings to the wife of the one whom Mbak Wulan has loved for over 8 years?" cut Afifa, his words came out just like that, as if answering all the questions that had been raging in his mind.

"It was not the Fa, I had no evil intentions towards you at all, nor any intention of seizing Fauzi from you", Wulan tried to grab Afifa's hand, but Afifa brushed it aside and raised both hands.

"Then what? Ma'am Wulan thinks he can get rid of me in such a subtle way?" Afifa's voice tone was rising.

"Quite.!, stop Afifa.., I'm not that low", Wulan began to growl, "If I wanted to, I've taken Fauzi from you since one year ago, I even had Talita as our bond-booster, but I didn't do that, out of respect for your feelings", Wulan looked at Afifa with teary eyes, then cast her gaze towards the glittering green expanse of rice fields, hit by the scorching sun.

"Mbak.", call Afifa slowly, quite jolted by Wulan's sudden emotional reaction.

"Heh...why is everyone always thinking negatively of me?", a snide smile carved from his lips, his gaze did not turn from the expanse of green rice fields, "what because I was pregnant out of wedlock? is it because I once took someone's husband? is it because I'm the cause of my mother's death and the cause of my father's madness? my fate is not as lucky as you are Afifa, I thought. You will have a different view than others, but it turns out the same".

"Sir.., I'm sorry", said Afifa softly, "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings".

"It's not necessary to think, everything has happened, now I just want to live a quiet and happy life with my daughter and my father".

"Mbak Wulan", call Afifa again a little bit to relieve his anger.

"Looks like we've had enough of our conversation here, let's go home", Wulan stood up from her seat and walked towards the cashier leaving Afifa still sitting staring at Wulan's back which was getting away from her. Afifa was still silent, hope to solve all her problems after meeting Wulan, now more complicated, she was more confused to face the future of her household.

"Tidids.tidids..." The sound of Wulan's car horn disperse Afifa's daydream, the car was lit but still not moving a sign was waiting for him, Afifa immediately stood approaching the car.

Wulan pulled down her windshield, "Come!" he said slightly bowing his head staring at Afifa.

Afifa was still silent, it felt like her legs were so heavy to step back into the car.

"Let's go in!".", said Wulan again.

"Oh.me...emmm...Ma'am Wulan just first, I forgot, if there is any business near here", reject Afifa while bowing a little body as an apology.

"Oh.iya gakpapa, later I ride the angkot to take the motorcycle to school", Afifa smiled despite being forced.

"Oh.yeah, I go first", said Wulan.

Afifa nodded, and the red car sped up and passed from before Afifa.

Afifa was still standing on the side of the road, her gaze constantly directed to the end of the road where the wulan car drove further and disappeared at one point. He took a deep breath, quibbled with one business nearby, of course it was just the reason and for some reason, Afifa heart felt reluctant to be in one more car with him, of course, wulan words that had come out either intentionally or not, it was able to incise stain spots in his heart, which might cause awkwardness among them, yes.

The scorching heat hit his body, revealing a shadow of himself that had almost looked the same length as his height, indicating that the ashar time would soon arrive.

The voice of Adzan Ashar from the speakers of the nearest mosque made him aghast, waking himself who was still standing 5 minutes after the departure of Wulan.

"Astaghfirulloh..as it turns out, I have to go home soon, my bike?, Ah..." Afifa patted her eel with her hand, "Yes Alloh".

Afifa's hand made a green angkot stop right in front of him, he went into the angkot and returned to school to pick up his motorbike.

All the way home Afifa kept thinking, this time she was determined to tell everything to her husband, she did not care anymore about Wulan's plea to keep it a secret first, because this is not a problem that must be kept secret, whatever will happen later, let everything happen, if it will have an impact on his household life, he will accept everything. He only has the belief that Allah will not give one ordeal to one of his servants, if the ordeal will not be able to pass.

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