Special Journey

Chapter 3

Days change, nothing changes for the better in my marriage, even now I feel more distant with Haikal.

I don't even know her any more than we've almost never met.

Every day, what I saw was that Haikal was getting more and more engrossed in his own world. Mobile phones are now his top priority.

What makes him smile when he stares at his phone screen.

Not as usual. This afternoon he seemed a little more at home. In casual clothes. But still without warmth.

"Mas, did you spend last night at my mom's house?" I glanced at the Haikal mas who was lying on the sofa, with his legs crossed over the other leg.

But he was without response, even glancing at me no, "What's the matter? Did you get a job?" I was still faithfully waiting for him to speak.

How broken my heart is like this, maybe he does not care about my presence and Kia. Without answering, he left me, headed for the bathroom.

Ting.ting.

His phone rang many times, though,

Degs...

Felli, that name is on his call screen.

He took his cell phone out of my hand. Without a word, he forcefully pulled out his phone and I died with a million question marks.

I stared at Haikal full of questions. "Who is Felli?" I asked after she decided on her call with the woman.

"Friends!" The answer is short.

"What's he calling for? And why do you have to shy away from me to talk to her?" I followed Mas Haikal away from me. To be honest, I doubt the word of their friend.

He's still tight-lipped. Relax, as if nothing happened. "Jawab mas." My tone started to rise. My emotions felt I could not stand it when he returned to ignore me and back cool with his cellphone.

"Mas... " I forced her back, "Are you starting to mess around behind me? Is this why you're starting to be reluctant to touch me?" My gaze was full of searching.

I really have to hold back my tears, today I have to know and get answers from my heart's questions all along.

Yes, he is very rarely home, even we have rarely slept in one room, apart from my night service hours which requires me to sleep in the hospital, he said, when I was at home she chose to sleep outside, where and with whom, she never answered my questions every time I asked her.

"Jawab mas, I'm waiting for your explanation, I'm ready to accept your explanation, I just want to know, let me not guess what I did wrong."

I pulled her hand, she immediately brushed off my grip and looked at me with a look of dislike, completely unwillingness to touch.

"Yes... He's my special friend, but I'm not having an affair, we just like sharing stories, at least I'm not dizzy with your babble and your demands are asking me to find a job, I don't work anyway you can still eat at my parents' house right!"

My world seems to stop spinning hearing his answers, but I still have to be strong.

"Don't make yourself comfortable with her mas, or with any woman.Initially you're just friends, being comfortable with her ahir you start to fear losing her and arising into not having her." I tried to make her understand, even though I knew my words were just the wind.

Staring at him gently. I saw clearly, his words no longer have any love for me.

"Because you are jealous, if you are afraid I turn away from you, you must change, can please the husband, not even talk every day." She changed her position to sleep in my hair.

It hurts so much, I can't believe what I just heard. Shouldn't I demand that he support me by birth? Is this not his duty? But it turns out that she was really overwhelmed by this desire of mine, which I think is good, both for our family and Kia's future.

With a chaotic feeling, I left her and tightly hugged the sleeping body of Kia in my room.

What should I do if she's really cheating on me behind my back? will I be able to accept this pain again, will I have to feel this pain again? What if I'm not strong? Should I choose to leave? What about Kia and my parents?

I began to think about giving up, I immediately berwudu' noah where should I tell if not to Robbku, I pray two rakaat. Prayer sunnah.

I ask for guidance and calmness, I spill all this grief of my heart, I reveal all my pain, to HIM I ask for strength, I ask for strength, to HIM I ask for advice for each step I will choose.

Suddenly my head was very heavy, maybe this was the effect of me lacking rest, my fatigue increased as if there was no strength in me, I removed my prayer equipment, I took off my prayer equipment, I lay down beside Kia again, I don't want to do anything, I just want to sleep and sleep. I happen to be on this day and two days off. So I can rest well enough.

***

At the home of the parents.

Hafiz's family POV.

MUHAMMAD Hafizd.The only brother, now he is 25 years old.

According to his family he was physically perfect and materially established.

He has a perfect height of 180 cm, a sharp nose brown skin typical Asian, his lips are slightly thin, lashes are pliable and eyeballs are large, very beautiful in view.

At the age of 23, he was already bus to own his own home, in an elite housing complex.

He owns a private vehicle, he's a business man and he's a manager at a private bank in my town.

Not because she's smart, she's just a graduate of s1-management, what makes her successful is she's very humble, likes to share that almost everyone who meets her likes.

At the age of 25 years, now he already has a prospective companion life, he became the figure of a prospective daughter-in-law and prospective husband dream among those closest to him, he became a figure, some people even wanted to match her with their daughter.

Once upon a time.

"Hafiz already has a future wife" asked a mother, when she met the mothers who participated in her brother's thanksgiving.

Hafiz always answered with her charming smile.

"God's everything is there, Mom."

Almost every in asked he answered with that word, although maybe only a joke but in his heart he always amen right in his heart.

***

"Bun tomorrow Brother Afifah so come home here?" Ask hafiz to her mother.

"Yesterday there he called mother, but there is no news so or not, mother also did not ask again, later if she had a holiday home anyway." Mommy prepares. breakfirst, "why? do you miss that brother?" Mother just smiled at the behavior of Joseph who never admitted his feelings for Afiifa.

"I don't miss big sister, but I miss Kia." Joseph answered with a smile, his hands were busy squeezing each other, with elbows supporting both hands at the table to eat.

"You are Fiz, if you meet like to fight, if you have been far away the new gini is always missed," said the mother.

"It was bun, now grown up, I can take care of Brother and Kia" Joseph laid his back on the chair.

"Hus you are!" The woman called Mother hit Fariz's mouth softly. "there will be a haikal mas guarding them."

Once when he made a video call, he saw the sad face of Afiifah, but he did not want to ask because he knew, he knew, his sister would never tell him about his family.

"Mother... Already 6 years brother married and settled in Jakarta, do you not want sister to come back here again bun? "

Hafiz tried to read his mother's mind, because Hafiz also knew that his mother had briefly wanted Afiifa to return to Jambi, gather with them.

"When you decide to come back, she'll definitely come back without asking Fiz." Answer the mother with a slight smile, "let's eat your breakfast, hunt down the cold milk later."

"Hafiz knows the real mother also thinks that the marriage of the sister is not okay, right bun?" Hafiz tried to guess and judge the mother.

But the mother just smiled and breathed heavily.

"We just pray Fiz they are always good and always happy "mother tries to throw away all her bad premonitions.

"If my premonition is right, I will not forgive Haikal bun, it is enough to make Afifah's brother suffer until he must calm himself and go from us"

Hafiz said with a tone of emotion and sadness, it was clear in his memory like where his sister was so frustrated when the new marriage was at the end of a horn had experienced such a heavy ordeal.

Hafiz ate his food vigorously. The food that every morning is made is the beloved hand of the Mother. Super spicy special fried rice.

"Hafiz said to the office, oh ya bun, next week filen and his family want to vacation at our house, is mother not a problem?"

Hafiz asked her mother's permission when she knew Filen and her family planned to vacation all together in their home.

"By donk! besides mother has also missed the prospective mother's daughter-in-law, she has not been home for a long time "

Answer the mother enthusiastically, while pulling out the hand of the child, and ending the kiss of love for the beloved son.

Hafiz and Filen rarely meet, because Filen and his family often go back and forth. Most of the families of the Philens.

Filen was a female figure who became the choice of hafiz to be a candidate for her life companion.

Filen was also the younger brother of Fariz's working faftner, known to Afiifa's family as Satria.

Their friendship began at the beginning of High School, in fact Satria is Hafiz's upperclassman, even her secretary OSIS. How their friendship began.

The story of Hafiz and Filen began two years ago, Intentionally or not Satria who came with Filen and his family home when the Eid celebration came, they are interested in each other and finally decided to be serious, the soul mate does not know.

***

Affidavit...

Tired that I think makes me fall asleep so fast, at 16:30 Wib, I want to get up to take a shower but my head is very dizzy and heavy, some days I do feel there is something strange with my body.

Bubraa....

I hit the closet next to my bed, suddenly my vision began to blur, I faintly heard Kia calling me.

"Mothers... " Shouts her.

I don't know what's going on! I can't remember how long I've been asleep, I started to open my eyes, look around me, this isn't my home and I'm very familiar with this place.

I saw my mother-in-law on the sofa while coolly telling Kia.

"Have you woken up Fah?" My mother approached me with a smile.

"drink first!" My mother gave me a glass of water.

"Mom's up?" I looked at him and his eyes were glazed. There was clearly fear in his eyes.

"She was so scared to see Mom fall earlier, tomorrow-tomorrow don't hurt anymore mom," Kia hugged me.

I pecked her head, "sorry mother, baby, mother has made Kia sad," I hugged the tiny body tightly which is now getting higher.

"Where is Haikal ma?" I'm looking into the whereabouts of my husband.

"So soon he came, just came home to get the equipment for you" replied Mama, while gently stroking my head.

Tok... Czechrekk

The sound of the door opening, Haikal entered without a smile, clearly visible on his face dislike.

"That Haikal has come, mama came home first well, let Kia same mom at home, kasian if you have to know in the hospital."

Pamit mama while cleaning up the garbage of apples that had been eaten by Kia.

"Yes ma, thank you ma," my gaze followed where mama stepped. "When I go home with my grandma, baby! so good boy okay." My advice to Kia.

My embrace began to stretch, pushing a little Kia's body. "yes Mom," Kia returned my smile as she hugged me back and kissed my left cheek.

"When mom comes home first, you don't go, take care of Afifah first." Connect mama. But without a response from Haikal.

"Mas.thank you for taking me to the hospital."

I tried to open the conversation on Haikal, but he was still without response, he was still cool with his world, still focused on his cell phone, he said, what makes him sometimes smile while looking at his phone screen. His hands were always busy pressing letter by letter.

Oh my God, he's really changing. It's not the Haikal I've known all along. My husband is always warm to me.

Honestly speaking...

I felt that right now he must be communicating with Felli, the pain of imagining him being with another woman and ignoring me like this.

"You chat and who the hell is it? From earlier cool itself, did not even answer my words."

I tried to start a conversation between us.

"You chatted and same felli?" ahir him I can not hide my curiosity after a long time he silenced.

"Why do you always want to know my business? you take care of yourself, it's been a night you better sleep to heal quickly so do not take care of me. so do not need to be noisy." Her tone really did not show the slightest affection.

I looked at the clock on my phone screen, it turned out that I also wanted to pray, I had left my magrib prayer.

I tried to get up from my sleep, I was going to the bathroom to make ablution' but my body was very weak.

I'd rather stay than fall in the bathroom. My inner.

I decided to visit after I saw no response from Haikal to accompany me to the bathroom. It was a pain in this way. I breathe out slowly.