Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 44: MUSHOLA

"Can, we gather in the dining room after prayer. Good night." Answer Ocy.

"Night too," Kinara replied, leaving her place to return to the guest room on the lower floor.

There was the sound of Adzan. A woman who had just cleaned herself grabbed a scarf on the bed, then walked following the melodious voice that was soothing to her heart. As soon as he opened the door, he heard the sound of the Adhan coming from the lower floor.

"One voice once. Didn't Bryant leave?" Ara muttered with footsteps still continuing to walk down the stairs one by one.

"Non, going to mushola?" asked someone from the side of the stairs, making Ara nod with a sweet smile adorning her pretty face. "Come, we'll go to the mushola together!"

"Can you just call a name? I'm not comfortable calling you Miss." Ara said as soon as he reached the end of the stairs to welcome the hand of the bodyguard.

Ocy chuckles softly. ''You are weird, girls usually like to be called miss. While you ask to be called a name, fine. I call Ara, but when there's a boss. I'll call miss, okay?"

"Again, what do I call you? Sorry, I'm not snot." Answer plain ara.

"Ocy, or call me a handsome bang darling. Hehe." Reply Ocy without feeling both arrive at the mushola that was deliberately built next to the pool.

"Ekhem! Hurry up and take wudhu. Continue to talk later." Muel reminded that the two women standing in front of the door of the mosque immediately prepare for prayer.

Ocy nodded his head with a glance of a perfectly developed smile. Don't forget the look of the Babang. MashaAllah really wants to marry directly. Fortunately, the sun is not yet nongol. If you do not want, can tap the house of pak penghulu directly.

The congregational prayer finally began with Muel as his priest. The man who works as a doctor has a side alim. Although when fashion is casual it looks like a man at will. He is a man who knows the rules of religion. Fifteen minutes of prayer ended with a prayer of salvation and a plea for protection for all those they love.

Ara who was still at home wearing a mukena for a moment cupped her hands with the best prayer for her new husband and family, while Ocy secretly stole a look at the man who is now her lover. Until Muel put the prayer beads back into place, then shifted his sitting position facing back. Where the two women who became the makmum still sat in their respective positions.

"Can we talk seriously for a second?" the man asked, making Ara finish her prayer by scooping a fist in the face. "Ocy, can I get Dr Kinara?"

"Okay, keep your eyes on Bang!" Ocy answered, then let go of the mucena before leaving the mushola to make his wish.

"Heem, don't be long." Muel replied, making Ocy nod in understanding.

Ocy's exit from the mushola. Gives Muel a chance to talk to Bryant's wife. Without looking, the man let go of the peci by taking a deep breath in order to calm down before starting the conversation.

"Whatever I ask is quite an honest answer. I don't want any misunderstanding. Do you understand?" Muel started the conversation.

Ara nodded waiting for the continuation of the man's words to understand the direction of the conversation this time.

"Do you know who your husband is?" ask Muel.

"Bryant, isn't that his name?" An innocent Ara replied, making Muel almost choke on his own saliva. "Why are you surprised?"

"Bryant Angkasa Putra your husband's full name. He is a famous businessman and heir to the throne of his family business. Do you know his current status?" Said Muel giving an explanation and also a question.

Ara shook her head.

"So what do you know about Bryant?" ask Muel.

"I got married because she saved me from the dark world. If it wasn't for her, I would have been a woman tonight. Don't worry, I'm sincerely living our marriage. At least my life isn't being a fetish for a striped-nose man. Whoever Bryant is, I just know he's my current husband." Ara silenced Muel.

Muel smiled stiffly. Ara's life story is really sad, but the woman can still stand sincerely and hard to live life. His heart was touched to protect and love him as a brother. Without feeling his hand outstretched rubbing the tears that wet the cheeks of his best friend's wife siri.

"Whatever your problem is, it's my problem. Think of me as your brother, and don't worry about anything. Remember one thing, no matter what happens in the future. I will always try to protect and bring happiness to you." Muel said, making Ara look up with wet and sad eyes.

"Why are you so nice?" ara asked was moved by Muel's attitude that nurtured her.

Muel rubbed Ara's head which was still covered in a sky blue face. "A brother should be able to protect his sister. Now don't think about anything. Besides your health and your pregnancy program."

"Thank you, Ka." Said Ara smiling.

Without them noticing, the other two women chose to stand waiting for the conversation to end. Until Ara's thanks, get them out from behind the wall.

"Assalamu'alaikum."