Seikhlas Love Afifa

Just seeing you happy...

The days continue to change, it does not feel that the marriage has now been 4 months. The conditions of Afifa's marriage remained the same, there was no progress. Afifa who was in the final semester busy himself with the focus of writing his script about education, somehow this semester is so heavy for Afifa. He who is usually the fastest to do various tasks from his lecturers, now his writing is almost lost. When his friends had entered Chapter IV he was still struggling in CHAPTER III. While the trial time is only one month away.

"Yes.why can't I focus on..." Afifa muttered while covering her face with the book still open while sitting in the library. He was sitting right by the side of the glass window, his leptop still lit up in front of him. Afifa glanced at the cell phone lying beside her, eager for her to contact her husband, it had been a few days that her husband had left. But his ego undoes his intentions. Why is it not him who first contacted his wife, at least ask how his wife is here. I don't know...

"Hahaahhhh..." Afifa let out a rough breath.

Today Afifa was completely unfocused, only her husband's face remembered on her head.

Lately Fauzi often go out of town even for days. Afifa did not dare to ask anything about her work. Even Afifa felt that her husband was trying to get away from her.

Afifa returned from her daydream. I need to finish my script. I can't disappoint Umi, Abi is also Kak Aji who has paid for my college. He got up from his seat, then walked towards the row of books neatly lined up on long shelves. Afifa picked up a few books that had something to do with the title of her script. He had a stack of books and put them on a table near his leptop.

"Hhhhhh... Afifa's spirit." murmured as he clenched his right hand trying to encourage himself.

"Assynoltom...There are many books of the Fa..." Greet someone who just came next to Afifa.

Feeling familiar with the voice, Afifa turned to the source of the voice. "Waalaikum Salam's...Sofi.iya nich..still spinning in Chapter 3..." Afifa's face bent.

"How can you not focus gini Fa?..other than usual." asked Sofi wonder. "If you can know. You have a problem, Fa...?"

Afifa just stared at her best friend.

"The problem?. Is there no Sof..." Afifa tried to smile.

"Kin...?" Sofi asked looking at her best friend's search.

"Hey...."

"Yes if you don't want a story.but you have to remember, you are not alone you know.if one day you need someone to reveal all your problems.I'm ready to listen". Sofi hugged the shoulder of Afifa who was still sitting in the chair from beside her.

Sofi knew very well if her friend had a problem, but since Afifa married, Sofi never forced to know every problem Afifa faced. She knew that household matters were personal matters that no one else should know about.

Afifa smiled as she closed her eyes, her best friend's long embrace was enough to make her comfortable. "Thank you Sof..."

Sofi nodded. They both smile...

*****

Afifa came home from the campus after assar, finished praying he immediately went home on his bike.

Arriving in front of her house, Afifa took the time to stop by her husband's shop, hoping that her husband would come home. But apparently her husband has not come home, she returned to her house still wishing her husband was home, she was disappointed again, the door of her house is still locked just as when she left this morning.

Afifa was stunned at the door, she was not at all eager to enter the house, glimpsed by the lounge chair in the house, limp in and sat herself there.

Afifa took the phone from her bag, now her worries beat her ego. she searched no her husband, then pressed the call button.

"Cock not active?" mumbling slowly. Once again he tried to press the call button. still with the same answer, Afifa continued to try it several times, the result was nil. Slowly Afifa placed her phone on the table beside her. Yes Alloh...what is it with my husband.Why can not be contacted? protect him Yes Allah. Afifa's eyes closed for quite a while.

dreeet.dreeet... The voice of the call came in from his cell phone. Afifa soon got up, hoping it was a call from her husband. But his spirit was lost upon seeing who was calling was a number he was unfamiliar with. Afifa had let her phone continue to ring, until there were some bad possibilities in her mind, she remembered her husband.

Afifa immediately pressed the green button on her phone.

"Assalamualaikum..Who is this with? What's Brother Aji..." His voice sounded impatient, still sounding soft and occasionally sobbing because of crying. His voice stopped when he heard the answer across the street.

"Waalaikum Salam's. How much haste Fa...?"

"Ah...I'm sorry... Who are these with?"

"It's me Farid."

deg. Afifa's heart skipped a beat. "Sorry..What is it gonna take?"

"Pha...You why? I'm bothering you?"

Afifa simply fell silent, not answering.

"I just wanted to ask you about Mr. Fauzi, I've been calling him all day, but he's not active, so I called you" Farid explained.

"Hello...Afifa..." Farid's voice called out when there was no reply from Afifa.

"Ah.lt."

"O.yeah I'm sorry I asked Sofi for your phone number." Farid seemed to know what Afifa thought.

"Oh."

"Pha...Is Mr Fauzi home?" ask Farid again.

"Oh.he's going to Jakarta Kak. hasn't come home yet."

"When did he come home?"

Afifa was again confused, having to answer whether she also did not know when her husband came home. "Maybe tomorrow, if the business is done." Afifa thought it was a safe answer.

"Oh. so yeah. Yes, tomorrow I go to the store, there is something important that I have to submit directly."

"Yes." Yeah." Afifa answered briefly and then fell silent again.

"Fa...." Call Farid.

"Yes..."

"Do you have a problem?" Ask Farid.

"meaning?" Afifa asked back.

"I'm sorry if I was presumptuous, but somehow I feel you're in trouble. Sofi also mentioned your script problem."

"Sofi...?" Tanya Afifa did not believe. He never thought about why his best friend dared to tell others about himself. "What did sofi say?"

"Not much, just tell about your delay in completing the final task. I know you very well Fa...I know you have a problem."

"Should I tell everyone about the problems I'm facing?" Afifa's high tone of voice showed that she did not like what Farid had just said.

"I know I'm nobody to you. I don't mean to make you uncomfortable. I just want to see you happy, that's all."

Afifa did not speak, her tears flowed back, immediately she brushed it aside and corrected her sitting position. "I'm fine, thanks for worrying about me."

"Alright.I understand, I won't force you. As friends...I'm just praying that you'll always be happy."

"Thank you..."

"O... Can I be your friend Fa...?"

Afifa did not reply, she just thought that maybe a married woman could be friends with a man?

"OK.you don't have to answer now. I'll ask your husband for permission first." Farid continued as if he knew what Afifa was thinking.

"What?" Afifa was shocked to hear Farid's response to ask her husband for permission.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I hope we can be friends. Assalamualaikum" Farid ended his talk before hearing Afifa's reply.

"Waalaikum Salam." Afifa was still digesting Farid's words.he held his phone in front of his chest.

It doesn't feel like it's almost dark. He got up from his seat, then unlocked the door of his house, limply he stepped into the room and cleaned himself in the bathroom.

*****

Seriate...😊❤

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