Seikhlas Love Afifa

What Problem?

Isha's time has passed, Afifa is still faithful in his home mosque, resting on a prayer mat complete with white mucena. With his hands raised, a hopeful blank look, he complained to the kholiq, the owner of all nature, asking for guidance and enlightenment about his life, about his scripts, his future, his family, her husband and of course her household.

"Tidids.tidids..."The sound of a car horn was heard from outside the gate of his house.

"Sir Aji...?" He muttered, the face that had been gloomy all day instantly changed, looking a happy smile on its back from his lips. Afifa immediately got up, still with her face half ran towards the front door, opened the key and headed for the front gate of her house. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the black car that her husband had come to. The gate was immediately opened, the car entered and stopped right.

Afifa closed the gate, her smile growing more and more when she saw the back of her husband coming out of the front door of the car, eager to overflow the longing that was held back for three days, Afifa accelerated her steps towards her husband.

Fauzi closed the car door and turned his back.

"Bruck..." Afifa's body cuddled onto Fauzi's, her hands tightly around Fauzi's waist. "Sir Aji is fine, right? Where have you been for these three days? Why didn't you ever call me? Is Aji too busy?" Still hugging Fauzi.

"Fast off the deck... I'm sultry." Fauzi's hand held Afifa's shoulder, and slightly pushed her.

Afifa was silent at her husband's words, for some reason it sounded so painful, like something was slicing her heart. Slowly she let go of her embrace and stood still and bowed before her husband, there was a clear liquid that began to fall in her eyelids.

"I'm gonna take a shower first." Without looking at him Fauzi passed with his bag leaving Afifa who was still loyal resting on his feet.

Afifa regained consciousness after the liquid accidentally fell on her cheek. Immediately he rubbed it with the face that was still dangling enveloped his body. Afifa followed her husband's steps into the house.

Fauzi lay down on the sofa, his eyes closed as if to release all the fatigue he had been through all day.

Afifa went into her room, opened her face, and grabbed a towel to give her husband. "This is my towel, brother..." Put a towel in front of Fauzi.

Fauzi opened his eyes, looking reddish, a line of fatigue clearly visible at the end of his eyes. "Yes..." Get up, get a towel and go to the bathroom.

"Eat already?" Ask Afifa.

Fauzi stopped his steps."Not yet" she answered briefly

"Fifa make fried rice."

Fauzi nodded and continued his steps.

Afifa rushed to the kitchen, deftly he mix various ingredients and spices, before long fried rice plus egg ceplok for the two of them was ready, not to forget he made 2 glasses of warm sweet tea and served it at the table. Afifa called her husband into the room, Fauzi just finished praying Isya wearing a short-sleeved shirt and sarong, her hair looked a little wet making her face look refreshed.

"Feed first, brother..." Bring Afifa.

"Yes." still in a cold tone.

The two sat facing each other at the dinner table. Fauzi focused on his food, while Afifa more often stirred his food with a spoon and garfu in his hand, occasionally he glanced at the fauzi, she hopes her husband starts the conversation and answers the questions that still fill her mind.

The food on Fauzi's plate was over, he took a warm sweet tea in front of him and drank it. He got up from his seat.

"Wait brother! Aji hasn't answered Afifa's question." Afifa was still sitting in silence, her eyes were straight on the plate before her, she did not dare to look at her husband who was now standing.

Afifa did not answer that she just clutched her spoon and garfu tightly in her hand, she was annoyed by the silly question her husband asked.

"Don't you see I'm okay? and you know the answer to why I didn't call you." Fauzi was about to step up, but was restrained by Afifa's words.

Afifa stood up from her seat, violently pushing the chair she was sitting on to the back. "Is it that busy a husband makes a living? until there's no time to just pick up a phone from his wife?" Afifa looked at her husband with sharp eyes, clear liquid began to pool. "Did you know every night I come to worry about you, to hear from you, to miss you?" The water starts to fall. "I know Brother...You're not a fool who doesn't know a husband's obligations to a wife. I need not only a living born of you, but also an inner living." His tears broke, his hands clasped tightly to the end of the table before him, Afifa bowed to hold back the cry that he could not bear anymore.

"Yes, I was wrong...I was wrong." Fauzi bowed, his eyes closed. "I shouldn't have tied you up, I've shackled you in marriage".

Fauzi took a deep breath. " If you want I'll let you go soon. Excuse me...I can't make you happy." His voice slowly sounded full of regret. She left Afifa still there, digesting every word that had just come out of her husband's mouth.

Afifa felt a big bang squealing her ears, her hands shaking, her knees so limp she could no longer support her weight, her body collapsing on the floor. She wanted to scream, but not a word came out of her mouth.

What is my fault, brother...? until you think about letting me go. It never crossed my mind to leave you. If today I complain to you, it's only because I want to improve the household we have been living in that is far from warmth.

if only you had never told me that you loved me so much, I might just walk away from you. But now you want to let me go without me knowing the reason for all this.

Yes Alloh... Please give me a clue to get out of all these problems.I want to continue living this life happily with my husband, do not ever write the destiny of divorce in my life, I want to continue to live this life happily with my husband, do not ever write the destiny of divorce in my life, because I know that divorce is lawful, but you hate it.

Suddenly something came to his mind.

"Is it possible that Aji's sister is hiding something from me? Maybe he has a problem? Yeah, I need to figure out the problem..."

Afifa tried to get up, her eyes went around looking for her husband. Her feet stepped into the room, but her husband was not there, she went back out in every room she had in the house, but the result was the same she did not find it. Afifa ran towards the front door, looking slightly open. Afifa was stunned there.

Did Aji leave the house? but where? it's already night.

Afifa glanced at the wall clock hanging in the guest room at eleven p.m.

Doubt Afifa opened the door of his house, outside so quiet, the drizzling rain made the atmosphere of the night so quiet, no one was seen or just passing through there. Afifa closed the door again, accidentally did not lock it. she sat in the guest seat may have her husband back home.

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