Seikhlas Love Afifa

Be ill...

At home Afifa's feelings were very chaotic. He entered his room, threw his bag recklessly, dropped himself on the bed on his stomach, squeezed his hand into a badcover, and threw some pillows that were reached by his hand, making his room so messy. He continued to cry out the irritation he had been enduring since. One by one come across several events that persist for 2 days. It had been more than an hour that Afifa did not get out of bed, crying while waiting for her husband 11 pm, but until 11 pm her husband had not yet returned, Afifa was eager to vent her disappointment and anger, there were too many things that Afifa did not understand and continued to rage in her head asking for an explanation, and that could only be answered by her husband.

"no..no...no..." The clockwork sound was so clear because of the night sunyinya, the regular rhythm was able to hypnotize the feeling of Afifa who was very tired, until finally he fell asleep with an irregular position, complete with clothes and hijab wet with tears and do not know what his position is like

*****

Afifa wriggled awake when the sun had emanated from the eastern horizon, he was surprised because the position was different from last night, his body was lying, his head was on a pillow complete with a blanket that covers him to the shoulder. He was aghast, sitting down, but...

"Ah...why does my head hurt so much...?" He said while holding his head that felt heavy with his right hand. His gaze twitched as it rotated, he felt cold despite his extremely hot body temperature. "I have to get up, I have to be strong.I haven't prayed".

Afifa removed her hijab, shaking off the blanket that covered her body. Then try walking while holding onto the side of the bed towards the bathroom.

"Strade..." A flower vase located on the side of the Afifa dressing table fell because it was used as a handle by Afifa, automatically Afifa who got out of control also fell with a sitting position right in front of the bathroom door.

"Aaaaa.pain..." Afifa held his leg.

"Dec...What's up?" Suddenly Fauzi came to approach Afifa. his hands swiftly holding the body of Afifa who was sitting holding pain while continuing to massage his legs. "So is sick? Your leg...Oh it looks sprained. Let's help." Fauzi lifted Afifa's small body and laid her on the bed. Afifa said nothing, only her tears were flowing again, either because of the pain in her legs or because of the pain she felt when she saw her husband.

"Is it really that sick?" Fauzi asked as he watched his wife continue to cry. "I'll get you some rubbing medicine... A...or we go to the doctor, yes, I take out the car first." Fauzi stepped up to pick up the keys to the car hanging from the wall of his room.

"Don't..!" Reply Afifa firmly

Fauzi stopped his steps and turned around. "But the Deck.your bodies are also hot, let them be examined".

"I said no need.!, I'm not going anywhere..." Voice's up.

"Well, if you don't want me to call the doctor here.don't refuse any more". Fauzi took his phone, then called his doctor. Afifa could not refuse it.

Afifa tried to get back out of bed and lower her legs.

"Where are you going on Deck?"

"I haven't prayed yet..."

"But you're sick".

"Sick people are still obliged to sholatkan, even with rukhsoh.." still with a tight voice.

"Well, I'll help you get to the bathroom... Come on...!" Fauzi spread his hand.

"I can't do it myself" he said, trying to support his body with both feet.

"Hap..." Fauzi caught the body of Afifa who almost fell. "Have it.ayo do not ngeyel, I help. maybe if you have ablution your body will be fresher".

Afifa was forced to let Fauzi sweep her into the bathroom. Apparently true, the fatigue on his head was slightly reduced when his face was exposed to ablution water, so he could get out of the bathroom without Fauzi's help. Afifa prayed while sitting, finished praying doctor came. Afifa is carefully examined. Fauzi remained beside him, sitting at Afifa's feet lying on the bed.

"How's doc?" ask Fauzi

"It looks like your wife caught a cold and got less rest, Mr. Fauzi... I prepared the medicine yes" Fauzi nodded, the doctor sat on the Sofa and took out a few pieces of medicine from the bag and wrote down something on it.

"Neng Afifa rest enough.don't mind too much and don't forget the medicine is taken 3 times a day after meals.and this is an ointment to treat bruises on the legs" The doctor handed the medicine packet into Fauzi's hand.

"Thank you doc..."Fauzi said while giving some money to the doctor.

"Either. Remember my message yes Neng.." smiled towards Afifa.

Afifa nodded and returned the doctor's smile. The doctor stepped away from the room ushered by Fauzi.

Afifa closed her eyes again because it felt sore and hot in her eyelids.

"Dec eat first yes..." Suddenly Fauzi came carrying a tray containing a bowl of soup and rice complete with warm sweet tea.

Eh..why is he gini attention-grabbing?

Afifa just saw it. "Keep it at the table, I'll eat".

"You have to take medicine, remember the doctor said. Come on. I purposely made this soup for you".

What...? She cooked for me? not wrong? heh... Afifa revealed her sinister smile

"I'm not hungry".

"Come baby.I'm bribing ya... This is delicious.guaranteed you will love my cooking".

Ih.sok sweet again...

"A..open the mouth..a..." Fauzi lifted a spoon in front of Afifa, gaping like a mother who persuaded her child to eat.

Afifa felt funny with her husband's behavior, she gave up and was willing to open her mouth to take a bribe from her husband. But as good as any food still tastes bitter to the sick, it is very difficult for Afifa to swallow his food, only 3 mouthfuls of rice enter her mouth, even because of the all-out persuasion of her husband.

"Sister" Afifa held down the 4th spoonful with her hand.

"It's just a little bit you know. eat again ya.." he persuaded.

Afifa just shook her head..

"Yes, but I'll eat again. It's taken the medicine. Fauzi gave her some medicine and a glass of water.

"Awhile more. I called Bi Yati first to accompany you at home."

"Don't, brother, I'll just go to bed."

"Well, if there's anything, call me. Today I'm just in the store, I won't deliver the goods".

Afifa nodded.he closed his eyes again.His head still felt heavy. Somehow his body was so limp, that he was unable to reveal the various questions that had been raging in his mind last night.

Today I just rest, my body and mind are too weak to argue this morning.

*****

Afifa did not get out of bed every day, at one noon Bi Yati came to her house at Fauzi's request to prepare Afifa's meal and give her medicine. Afifa did not talk much with bi Yati and let bi Yati go back to the store, arguing that she wanted to rest again.

At 5 pm Fauzi was home, not forgetting to bring warm food for his wife. He prepared warm water for his wife to bathe before maghrib. After the Isya Fauzi prayer returned to Afifa's room to feed her.

Afifa was sitting leaning on the bed, her body was already somewhat better, due to the rest of the day.

"Sir.eat first yes...Here I bring Soto the chicken, how does it taste?"

Afifa turned her head towards her husband while still leaning.

Fauzi did not ask permission again he immediately fed Afifa.

Afifa opened her mouth and chewed it slowly, and stopped the 6th feed.

"hahhh.lumayan more than this morning". Fauzi smiled, then kept the plate on a tray located on the table. Then he sat down next to Afifa. "Kok last night you came home to Deck? He said he'd go to Sofi's house."

"Yes".

"Why?"

"It's not comfortable.have been married in people's homes".

"Lho.. will you ask yourself? I'm a permitin. am I wrong?"

Afifa's emotions began to be provoked. "Sister...Fifa wants to ask"

"What?"

"What is the purpose of Kak Aji Nikahin Fifa?"

"You mean?"

"Yes for what? if indeed Kak Aji does not want Afifa, why did Aji come to the house and propose to Afifa to be a wife???"

Fauzi did not answer.

"Kak Aji knows, Since Kak Aji expressed good intentions in front of Abi, Afifa has been trying to plant the seeds of love in this heart, which every day Afifa watered so that the taste continues to bloom until now. and now that the taste is almost flowering, why did Kak Aji even tell others to pluck it?" The water starts flowing

"You mean?"

"What did Brother Aji say to Farid?" Afifa stared intently at her husband with teary eyes blocked by tears.

"I.I just..."

"What...??? What do you mean tell someone else our household secrets? With all my strength to withstand this wound, I never once complained to anyone else, even my friends or parents. And you.hah.you say it to others... You know, why do I feel insulted when others know that I'm just a wife that her husband doesn't want" Afifa hugged both her legs on the bed, holding back an unstoppable cry.

"I didn't mean to make you feel insulted Deck..."

"Then what?"

"I just want you to be happy".

"Huh...happy...??? You think I'd be happy connecting with someone other than my husband? Am I that low? Ah...or don't-don't.... You really want to throw me away? so that you are free to return to the person who once stopped in your heart first... Right???"

"That's enough....!" Fauzi stepped out of the room leaving Afifa who continued to cry.

No matter where she went, Afifa did not care either, she just continued to hug her feet while continuing to cry.

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Haaaaah.nyesek me..easy2an feeling dapet...

Enough to drain the mind of this author...🤔

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