Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

When the Ego Beats Taste...

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Second day at Umi's...

"Teh..., don't bring a motor?" abi asked, When Afifa was at the door of his house about to go to school.

"mmm...No, Bi! the motor is again irritated", said Afifa again lying, indeed when a job that begins with a lie, it will continue to be covered with other lies.

"O yeah? How come Fauzi doesn't?" ask Abi again.

"Aji's sister has a lot of Abi's work".

"Once again yesterday, what's Teteh here going up?"

"Angkot", replied Afifa short, "Yes Abi, Fifa left school first yes, afraid of misfortune, Assalamualaikum", he said, while greeting Abi and Uminya, saying, then immediately stepped out and waited for the angkot that had been seen speeding towards him on the side of the road, as if he did not want more questions that led to him.

Abi just looked at her, watching her daughter's facial features and movements, then she let out a long sigh, of course she knew her daughter very well, what else Abi already know the source of the problems of the household and daughter-in-law's daughter.

As usual Afifa did teaching activities at school, returned to chatting with her students, forgetting all her personal classes. And after the children came home, Afifa would do another test simulation in the teacher's room until Ashar's time arrived. Afifa returned home to Umi's school and of course the question was again thrown from Umi and Abinya.

"No tea home? isn't your husband alive?" asked Umi who sat on the sofa in the middle room while stroking the seams on her legs.

"No, Mi!, he already knows that Fifa is here" Afifa replied.

"Usually your husband can't be away from you for a moment, but now it's been two days at Umi's house, why aren't you picked up too?"

"Yes, Mi! Sis Aji has a lot of work, so don't take it here". He said back to lying.

Abi who happened to be at home still continues to pay attention to his daughter. "Teh.., save your bag first, we talk here" said Abi who just returned from the mosque complete with sarong and coffee.

Afifa who already felt there was suspicion in her eyes, momentarily silent, then looked at the shady eyes of Abi who was also looking at her, and then looked at her, he knew very well that he would not be able to lie to the person he respected so much. Afifa nodded and then stepped into Nisa's room to store her carrying case, before long she came back to Abi and Uminya. Slowly he sat down while bowing beside Umi and in front of Abi.

"Do you want to tell me everything is the same with Abi and Umi?" abi asked very carefully.

Afifa fell silent while bowed, her fingers squeezing over her lap.

"Teh.., if your problem can still be overcome by both of you, then finish it first in your home, do not take it out or avoid it, but.if indeed it is no longer you can handle it, you can no longer overcome it, so it is the parents who have a role there to reunite you, put aside your own ego, speak well with a cool head and do not follow mere emotions", Advice Abi.

Afifa was still silent, and bowing her head that had already shed tears, she immediately rubbed it with a veil dangling from her chest.

"Teh.., Umi has said, if you are not strong enough to maintain your household, Umi and Abi will always be there for you", Umi hugs Afifa from the side.

Afifa lifted her head, her wet eyes looked at Umi's soft face, then she leaned her head against Umi's shoulder. "Umi...can Afifa rest here first to calm down? at least until Afifa finishes the CPNS test 5 more days"

"Of course you can, Tea! Umi and Abi are your parents, but you have to remember, you have a family, and there are people who are more entitled to you, namely your own Husband, and you have a family, Umi will gladly accept you here, but with a note, you must ask permission first to your Husband", said Umi.

"Fifa just wants to rest here Umi", Afifa replied still leaning on her Umi shoulder, "Again, from here it will be closer to the support".

"Umi understands, darling, but still you must have permission from your Husband".

"Kak Aji must be ngizinin kok Umi.

"Let's go telphon, Tea! it's very difficult"

"But Umi who mintain permission yes", he said again.

"Lo...? How's Umi?" ask Umi wonder.

"Already! get the phone, Tea! let Abi talk to Fauzi" Abi said, stopping the debate between mother and child in front of him.

Afifa held up her seat, then looked towards Abi, and stood up after getting a nod from Abi to pick up the phone in her bag in Nisa's room. He soon returned with a cell phone. "This, Bi!" Afifa handed the phone to Abi after dialing her husband's number. But there was no answer there, Abi tried again, but the results remain the same.

"It's busy, Bi!" afifa said as if there was strength to evade.

"Just a second!" Abi said, then walked to the TV table and took Umi's phone which was still attached to the charger cable. Abi dialed his daughter-in-law's number while walking towards the sofa back, before long his call was immediately connected.

"Assalamualaikum Zi!"

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"Yes, Abi understands. But you guys still have to talk".

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"Well, at least until the test is over, Abi wait here, Assalamualaikum"

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Abi closed his call, he turned his gaze towards Afifa, looked at her for a moment, then slightly shook his head. "He allowed you to stay here until your test was over" Abi said.

Afifa let out a long sigh, to be honest, her little heart did not want to hear that remark. As a wife, of course being close to her husband and having the support of her husband is an infinite force for her. But Afifa again thought clearly, maybe this is the best way for him, he will be able to focus more on his testing later.

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The days passed, Fauzi filled more time with work, work and continue to work, only at night he was at home, and even around 10 he just returned home, I don't know what and where he goes every night, but in the morning he will return to his shop.

Likewise with Afifa, he busy himself on learning and continue to learn with some simulation questions that he continues to look for from various sources.

On the 5th day at Umi's house, Saturday morning before Afifa left for school, she was already prepared to wear a brown robe and veil, because it was every Saturday, because every Saturday, all teachers were released from official clothes, he chose to wear a robe. As Afifa was about to step out of the house, Afifa got a phone call from Wulan's number. Hesitating Afifa raised it, it turned out Thalita who spoke, he said. This afternoon want to go home to his father, Afifa confused to answer what, finally he agreed, he agreed, and said that his father would pick him up at school, because he was accompanying Umi who was sick.

Afifa was stunned for a moment, wondering to herself. "Who's gonna pick up Thalita? Do I have to call Aji? Ah, yesterday he didn't pick up my phone, maybe even now he's forgotten about me. Did I just take Thalita to Umi's house?" ask Afifa to herself.

"But...he wants to be with his father, not with me, and what if Thalita is at home? who's gonna take care of it? can Aji take care of Thalita himself? does he have to work too? then Thalita who's the same Sunday at home?, what about the food? her need? Ah.. kasian the boy" Various questions continue to ring in his mind. After several brain twists, Afifa finally sent a message to Fauzi to pick up Thalita at her school after dzuhur later. The message was sent, but the message was just a check, it did not seem to be read. Afifa let it go, then he went to school, as usual using angkot which has now become his subscription in 5 days.

On the way Afifa got a message from Nadia, that Sunday tomorrow she wanted to ask for company to buy something as someone's birthday gift that was very special to her, Afifa gave a smile, guess who's really special to Nadia? because of the whimper Nadia finally Afifa agreed to meet at a souvenir shop located in a shopping center in the city of Bandung.

Until school, Afifa did the usual activities, for some reason, she continued to think with Thalita, because until now Fauzi had not read the message from her. Afraid that Thalita would not pick her up, Afifa decided to take the boy to school.

At exactly 12:30 p.m., Afifa arrived at Thalita's school, the gate was already open, and several children were scattering out of the gate. Afifa's head dyed looking for the figure of Thalita, until the sound of a child calling him.

"Mother...!" he shouted with a fluffy smile, half running up to him, then scattering into his embrace.

"Hi, dear.., Assalamualaikum", said Afifa after removing the child's embrace.

"Waalaikum salam, Mother.., Thalita kangen.", he said again.

"Mother is also kangen dear", he said as he led Thalita to a small shop across the school gate.

A black car stopped at the other side of Thalita's school gate, long enough the car stopped, but the owner did not come out, he was still sitting in the car watching a woman who was hugging his daughter who then led the child to the stall to buy a drink. His heart was quite pounding when he saw the woman he loved so much was now in front of him. Fauzi unbuttoned his shirt, rolled it half an arm, trying to arrange his heart and heart to look normal in front of Afifa.

He got out of the car, and slowly approached Afifa and Thalita who were engrossed in conversation. "Assalamualaikum" said the voice of his bass who was able to stop Afifa's movement drinking and almost choking.

"Ohuk...Wa...Greetings waalaikum", Afifa replied as she gazed at the source of the voice, as soon as the irises of their eyes met and locked for a while, then the two turned their eyes to each other in the other direction, before the heartbeat from inside the chest the two were increasingly beating uncontrollably, because it could not be denied, of course there was still love in each other's gazes.

Really...This feeling is not wrong, the feeling that has been splashed and nurtured for two more years with his halal partner, but why now both want to throw away the taste? just because each ego with frills wants to see the person he loves living happily. Ah...Bullshits! all of this will only hurt both of them. If only one of them was willing to start talking from heart to heart, of course this would not happen, but again the ego that overcomes that feeling, he said, the love that should have been growing in the age of his new marriage as long as this corn.

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