She's My Husband!!!

College again

Today is the day he has been waiting for. Well, back on campus so Davina's wish after a few days she didn't come in. At home alone when Harris left for college he was lonely and very bored. Then this is the right choice.

Not only miss the campus atmosphere, he also wants to quickly meet his best friend who else if not the chatty Rani.

"You just go to my car, Davina" Harris told his wife.

"But-but.." Davina refused.

"No need to worry, they already know that we are husband and wife" Harris said in response to Davina's fear.

True too, Davina herself forgot, if she had to not bother what the word 'people' again. Davina nodded, then got into Harris's car and sat down at the wheel.

The two of them were silent, choosing to look straight ahead.

"Why?" davina asked as Harris suddenly clasped her hand.

"No, just a relief. Now we want to hold hands, even if hugging anywhere there is no need to fear being caught" said Harris accompanied by a smile both.

"But yeah, don't show off either." Davina replied later.

Harris laughed at Davina's words, "You're right, that's not the case."

"It's here,"

Before going down Davina also shook her husband's hand.

"Okay, Papah's son. Don't fuss, Temenin Mamah learned. We'll see you later." said Harris stroking the distended stomach as if talking to his son.

"Yes, Papah. Dedek will not fuss anyway." Davina replied by mimicking the voice of a child.

"That's really you, baby." Harris pinched Davina's cheeks, not forgetting to kiss her on her forehead.

"Yes, the hunt is down. I'm gonna park the car first. We'll be back together again." said Harris.

"Yes, that's what it's supposed to be like, crazy times I walk." Davina snorted then she got out of the car and went to her class.

***

"God, my mother." cried Rani when she saw the coming of Davina.

"Shttt, what the hell is screaming. Look, they see us" Davina said, warning her best friend.

"Hehe, sorry. I can't wait to see you know." she replied.

They both sat on their benches.

"How are you, Rani." asked Davina.

"Alhamdulillah is healthy. I'm sick of being bored at home, what else are you, Dav." he said.

"Bored yes, but still better I have something cool. You are you, yourself, right? Or in the same town who is it." he said it looks ordinary, but tucked a little insinuation there.

"Well, you missed the info. Singles of gini still have attention." Rani doesn't seem to lose.

"Who's that guy, hayoo?" ask Davina to investigate.

"He. uh his lecturer has come." Rani did not continue her speech when she saw the lecturer who taught this morning had entered the class.

Their conversation had to stop...

***

Today's class was over, unlike what he had feared before if the students there would return to bulldoze him. Instead, they all look friendly and smile when they see Davina. It's joints?ri was astonished, what happened to them so that they could change that fast? As happened when Davina dropped out of her class.

"Hay, Davina. How are you?" said a hijab-wearing woman with her friendly smile.

Davina who originally wanted to get out of the class immediately stopped her steps as well as Rani.

Looking at the woman's face. Uh, wait. Isn't he the one who used to insult her yesterday? What's wrong with him, why all of a sudden it's so familiar.

"Owh, hay." Davina replied.

"Know me Resa. Read more Teresa." she said as she extended her hand.

Davina looked at Rani, confused as to what to behave.

Rani brushes off Resa's hand. "No need for acquaintance, we also already know who you are" said Rani then pulled Davina to leave the woman.

"Eh, why are you pulling me anyway" said Davina astonished by the behavior of her best friend.

"That's better than you know him. Ba. ha. yes." said Rani.

"Danger, why?"

"Ish, look at yesterday she insulted you, right? Well now he's suddenly getting pretentious, kind-ass. That's not a two-faced name. Yes, now you have to be more careful."

"Em, I happen to want an event. I'm going home first, Davina."

Davina nodded, "Be careful on the road, Ran."

"Ready, pregnant. Assalamualaikum."

"Mosur."

After Rani's death, Davina immediately opened her cell phone to contact her husband if he had dropped out of class. While waiting for a reply Davina chose to sit on the bench that was there.

However, it has been more than ten minutes never got a reply from the concerned.

"Ck, why not reply. Watch out when you meet!" muttered.

Elsewhere, Harris and her friends had also just finished their classes today.

"Farhan, don't forget tomorrow you accompany me to the survey" Harris said.

"Ready, Harris."

"Hm, Harris. Have you not told your wife about this?" ask Shafira.

Harris shook his head, "I want this to be a surprise for him later."

"Well, whoa. What is this, surprise. It turns out Ustadz Harris can be romantic too." ledek Farhan, make Shafira laugh too.

While Harris who was mocked only scratched his head that did not itch.

Not far from where they stood, there was a pair of eyes that had been watching the three of them. His hands clenched, as he looked back at the woman. Well, the woman who made it to dream was polygamous.

"Oh, so because of that woman, she ignored my message." muttered Davina while folding into two hands in front of the chest.

Farhan who saw the existence of his best friend's wife immediately stopped his laughter, when he saw the unfriendly aura of Davina's face.

"Khem," Farhan tried to code, but no one ignored him.

Till...

Hap, though,

Davina quickly embraces Harris's arm very possessively, as if to show all women if Harris were just hers.

"I'm looking for you everywhere it turns out to be here" he said, staring intently at Shafira who was also staring at him.

"It's also been separated for a few hours, it's been searched for. Basic newlyweds." muttered Farhan could still be heard by the others.

"Let's just a newlywed, well you're an acute singles." replies Davina.

"That's enough, you can't be like that Davina." Harris said.

"I'm Farhan first, Shafira" Harris said, leaving with his wife's hand.

"Yes, be careful Harris." reply the two of them.

Farhan and Shafira continued to watch the two backs slowly go away.

A smile rises on Farhan's lips when he sees his best friend Harris is now happy and has accepted each other between the two.

"It's nice to see they're both happy" Farhan said.

Shafira's lips lifted, "Yes, glad."

"Aren't you jealous?" farhan asked as he looked at the face of the woman standing beside him.

"Jealous? Why am I jealous. After all, all happiness belongs to each individual."

"Not that, Shafira. I know you still love Harris, right?"

"You calm down, Han. I've thrown away that feeling anyway, he doesn't need any love other than his wife" Shafira said.

Farhan seemed to nod, trusting the woman's words. Since then, Shafira has never shown or tried to approach Harris again.

"Hm, if that's what I want to say to you."

"By the way, no papa."

"But this is a little serious." Farhan scratched his nape. He really is not confident now.

"Mm, yes, by the way."

"Actually, emm, next time."

"Well, now it's. I want to say what the hell, usually also directly talk."

"Not so, deh. Hehe."

"Owh, that. If no one wants to talk about me going home first, yes, there is an appointment already the problem." said Shafira while looking at the wrist where circular a watch that is very fitting to wear.

"Yes, please."

"Assalamualaikum, Farhan" said Shafira then left Farhan alone.

"Mosurfestalam,"

"Actually I'm the only one who needs love from you Shafira," Farhan said as she left.

"Now you can, why if there are people directly even difficult to talk anyway!" Farhan smacked his lips softly.

Then he looked up at the sky.

"O Allah, do you not approve if I express this feeling to him?"

Farhan stared at the sky long enough...

"Well, why does it suddenly rain" he said as a speck of rain fell right on his face.

He immediately ran to the parking lot to pick up his motorcycle.

***