Sharing Love: Sunset With Love

The Rujak of Mr. Ar

### The previous chapter ...

At about 12pm, I decided to go back to the apartment. I don't want to add to the sin of leaving the house without the husband's permission. Even though I really don't want to go back there.

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The apartment door opened. Slender. One word is fitting to describe the situation in this apartment. Does Mas Arfan take a break in the room or go to the office? I don't give a shit. I'd better go to the bathroom, take a shower and go to the cafe. It seemed, it was the only place that could make me more excited.

ARINI POV END

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After cleaning up, Arini heads to the kitchen for breakfast. There was chicken porridge she had made for her husband. Her husband? Yes, the husband is like a friend (basket), thought the woman.

“Mas Arfan where ya?,” ask while taking a bowl and other tableware.

Steaming smoke is seen on top of a bowl that already contains porridge, complete with additional side dishes. Arini opened her phone. He is engrossed in one of the social media apps that are trending among young people like himself. However, the spoon in the woman's hand just fell down.

A post from one of the famous models. I don't know when he followed the account. Want him to immediately follow the account that turns out he is the honey.

Thank you so much, Mr. Ar

“Mr. Ar's? With Arfan?”

Arini's tears just dripped. “Ja-so, you're not looking for me, Mas? Oh God, what a heartache this”

Not caring about the half-living porridge, Arini immediately ran to her room. She ... felt very helpless. Why did all this happen to him. If possible, I want him to end all this. Marriage and .. love.

“Hiks ... hiks .. you .. evil, Mas ... hiks ... hiks”

Arini's cry was not heard from outside her room because she buried her face in the pillow and closed the door of her room. “What is my lack, Mas .. hiks ... hiks ...”

Arini cried for a long time. He decided to ablution and pray dhuha. There is no one to rely on at this time but Allah.

“Allahu Akbar,” takbir to start praying.

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“Assalamualaikum warahmatullah,” last greetings, marked Arini has completed his worship.

“Yes Allah, O Rabb .. Forgive my sin ... torment, my husband's sin .. torment, my family's sin is Mas Arfan. Strengthen the heart of the servant O Allah .. hiks .. in order to maintain this marriage. Keep the bad things in the house of the servant. Amens. Yes Allah”

Arini rubbed her face with her palms, and guaranteed her prayers. He took off his face, and prepared to go to the cafe. He must divert all his thoughts and heart with. “Bismillah,” he said after he finished wearing the robe and veil pashmina with the same color, baby blue.

Again. Arini had to endure her crying.

As she opened the apartment door, she accidentally saw her husband coming out of the third room after his own. “Yes Allah, so ... Mas Arfan ..” really Arini can not continue his words. Be ill.

With a slow motion, Arini closed the door again. He sat down at the door and cried. “Hiks ... hiks .. hiks .. Yes Allah”

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Without Arini guessing. Her husband immediately hugged her when he saw her standing not far from the door. "Arin .. thank goodness you're home," Arfan took off his arms and stared deeply into his wife's eyes.

"Where have you been? You've been crying?" she asked, gently rubbing Arini's cheeks white and clean.

"Well, yes, when I laugh," Arini said. Without her noticing, she enjoyed her husband's gentle gaze, the rubbing on his cheek, and his worried facial expression. Sweet, he thought.

"Hey, howling. Hm? I'm very handsome, yes" said Arfan got a gift, not a kiss but a spoiled hit on his right arm.

"Where did you go out? She's recovering" Arini keeps trying to be a good wife. Maybe ... It's a test for him. "I hope you're honest, Mas" he added inwardly.

Arfan took off both his hands on the woman's shoulders. "Oh .. ehm ... that .. I ..."

"What?" urged Arini. He knew Arfan must have lied to him.

"From Sonya's house"

Arini surprised. She did not expect, her husband was honest with her. Unfortunately, it was not the house that her husband visited. Instead, the apartment rooms were in the same building where they both lived.

"So, I'm from my house looking for you" he continued.

The two of them sat together on the sofa, close to each other.

"Where were you going?,"

"Something somewhere"

No more talk.

"Oh yes, Mama said that Ratih's sister came home tomorrow. Later that night we will go there, yes" said Arfan.

Arini just nodded her head.

"Where's Sonya's house, Mas?,"

There's no answer.

"Mass?"

"Ehm .. distant"

"Near," Arini answered his own question inwardly.

"Mass? You're not hiding anything from me, are you, Mas?"

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