Special Journey

Episode 58's

What am I really thinking? I began to be uncomfortable with the existence of Sister Sarah around Yusuf, I could have even begged Joseph to bring Sister Sarah home together.

Astagfirullah... May Allah not blind this heart because of my jealousy.

"Where is Sarah's mother?" after a few minutes without sound, the atmosphere in the car became quiet.

"Hm... At Jln Garuda Blok D No 9, but no need to take it home, I really do not matter and can go home alone, even I feel bad if I have to trouble you guys anterin I go home." I glanced at Sister Sarah through the rearview mirror.

"No papa Mbak, but we go to the cafe first yes, Ma'am"

"Sarah's sister has stopped by Joseph's Cafe yet?" I flipped half my body back.

"Not yet." The answer is short followed by a slow slack.

"Well by chance donk, come with us to the cafe first yes, Ma'am. Who knows, Sarah could come with her friends. Hehe."

"If later bring a friend, bring a lot of Mbak, who knows be a favorite hangout."

"Are you promoting?" with a little smile, Sister Sarah.

"Okay, I'll make my friends, but there should be free for me well,"

"Huhahah. Don't want to lose the Mama!"

"Safe! It can be arranged for Mama."

"The food part is delicious, our chef is good at taste, guaranteed not to disappoint." I changed my sitting position.

"Abang was quiet! Wh why? Not feeling well anymore?" I touched Joseph's forehead.

"No."

"Remove again, must concentrate." Answer without looking at me.

The clock now must be concentrated in driving a vehicle, the hours people go home from work, so the road is a little more crowded than usual hours.

"Wait here! Not long." Shortly before Joseph opened his seatbelt and went down.

"Hm... Let's just go in, can't Sarah stop by!" I saw Sister Sarah in the back seat.

"No need! In the afternoon, he can come here next time. The important thing is to know the place!"

"Father Fah, Joseph is right! The important thing is I already know this place, I can come back here anytime, maybe even come here often." Hearing Sarah's words, Joseph looked at her with a look of dislike, then left speechless.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am! I think he's in a hurry, I think he should finish his lunar report." I feel bad, actually, I know Yusuf is also uncomfortable with the whereabouts of Sister Sarah.

"No papa, Fah. Just relax."

"He is so, sometimes easy emotion, his mood likes to change anytime, I'm used to his attitude like that, so... Just relax." Why not hear Sarah's answer my heart trembled, how far did their relationship go? Actually it does not matter with their past stories if only Sister Sarah could let Joseph be with me at this time, but... It seems that Sister Sarah still wants to take the heart of Joseph, as evidenced by frankly explained Sister Sarah will feel for Joseph, without hesitation express feelings for Joseph.

"I'll take a shower, will you stay here?" or come in too?" Sarah is getting out.

"I just wait here Ma'am, Sister Sarah can go to the toilet in my office, just ask the receptionist in front." I drove Sarah's mother away with a smile.

As left by Sister Sarah, instantly my heart is not because of. There was a feeling that pushed me to come in.

There was a sense of jealousy that immediately slipped in my heart and returned insecure. Instantly, the memories of my past flashed.

Astagfirullah... May this heart of God keep away from prejudice.

"Mom! Did a woman ask the restroom or asked my office? Wear plaid shirt." Ask the receptionist, I finally decided to catch up with Sister Sarah and Joseph.

"Oh... There's Ma, uh... Maud. There, to the top of Mbak, was the office of Mas Yusuf the same Mbak Afi! Said her friend Mbak Afi!" Reply Ms. Titi.

"Oh! Yes, my mother is my friend. Thanks, Ma'am." With a trembling heart I headed for the room that read Manager.

"Don't be so sassy Sarah!" Deg. Hearing Joseph's slightly echoing voice made me undo the intention to enter. The door was slightly tenuous, so it could hear their conversation a little clearly.

"The toilet's there, please! Then leave this room immediately."

"Yusuf, I've changed, really changed. I wanted to apologize. Help u! I'm sorry."

"I've forgiven you! And we don't have any more problems, so... No need to feel guilty for me."

"Then why are you avoiding me?"

"I'm sorry. I want to go back to how I used to be. I want us to be together again."

"I'm not avoiding, but we don't have any interest just to meet, my job is too much."

"But I really want us to be together again like we were."

"You're crazy!" Joseph's voice was sounding louder.

"I'm married, and it's impossible for me to go back to you."

"You have to open your eyes, look at me now, I already have Afiifa, I'm married."

"I don't care! I'm ready to be your second wife."

Sarah's mother's words were like daggers that stuck into the depths of my chest.

What did Sarah think? He could have said that to something that didn't make sense.

"No! I can't, I can't be polygamous, I can't."

"Don't cause trouble here! This is my office Sarah, you better get out of here."

A moment of silence, my hand came back to a standstill as I pushed against the door.

"Yusuf! You can't just run from responsibility."

Be responsible? What did Sarah mean responsible?

What are they really saying?

What happened in the past?

How far along did their relationship go?

"You can't just run away from me, Suf. You have to take responsibility." Now the intonation of Sister Sarah is a little louder and emotional.

"ENOUGH." Brak, the sound of the table punch is clear, I quickly closed the door slowly. I don't want anyone to hear the quarrel of Joseph and Sister Sarah that will be the gossip of the residents of this Cafe, slowly I retreat, "Out Sarah. Stop being crazy after this." Slowly I heard Joseph saying, Sanctified in a high tone. Slowly I stepped away from the door and returned to the car, I was not ready to know any truth.

My tears almost fell, felt tight many times to adjust the breath to feel loose in the chest.

"Astagfirulah..." Again, I have to try to control my emotions.

My marriage was corn-time. Should trouble come this fast?

What did they really do in the past?

Why are dirty thoughts attacking me now?

"Astagfirullah.." I repeatedly said Istighfar, and exhaled heavily. Although I still wanted to hear what they were talking about, my little heart refused.

"Mom! Not going in?" The greeting of Helen the waittress Cafe made my daydreams scatter.

"Oh! Uh... I... Yes, ma'am."

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikumussalam, ma'am."

"Bang!" Fifteen minutes passed, and Joseph came without a smile. The necklaces are obvious and the annoyance also seems so real.

"Shelf" the car door was slammed rough, without a word from Joseph.

"Astagfirulah... Brother why?" I was a little surprised by Joseph's attitude.

"Sarah's sister's still in the bang." Trying to prevent, when Joseph immediately drove the car, still without a sound.

"Bang!" I held Joseph's hand.

"Astagfirulah... Wait for Sarah for a moment. It's not good to just leave him." Yusuf was still unmoved and the car was also galloping.

"If anything happens to her, what? We brought Sarah's mother here with us."

"Shut up! And don't mention the woman's name anymore." Soft but firm impressed.

"What's the matter exactly? Don't want a story?"

"So it's fine! Why is my brother suddenly angry?"

"Sarah's sister so the kasian has to go home that far from the cafe to her house." I don't know why there's such genuine pity in my heart.

"He's old enough to be able to go home alone, he can use the services of a taxi, he's not as weak as you see. Just chill! Don't worry about him." Yusuf's gaze was still focused on the front.

"But... "

"Afiifa! Don't be stubborn! Brother doesn't like you being close to him." Now the gaze of Joseph like an eagle is ready to prey.

"All right." I put my body in a chair. Seeing Joseph whose emotions are getting out of control, I undo the intention to find out their real problems.

His eyes seemed to be reddening in anger.

Now Joseph and I just play and say with each other's minds, followed by sholawat as a melting pot of silence, hoping to be more able to control emotions.

"I'm sorry, Brother. Sorry if that made you a little uncomfortable and said a little snapping." Shortly before entering the apartment.

"No problem. Maybe you're too tired today. Plus I'm insistent pingin anterin Sister Sarah came home without thinking of you who are tired." Smiling, I rubbed Joseph's cheek gently.

"Yes already, Brother change clothes first. Let me get hot water ready."

"No need." Joseph immediately pulled out my hand which was about to go to the bathroom.

"Abang can be alone. Are you ready to take a shower, aren't you still sick? Later after the bath Brother prepare a warm compress again, no need to prepare dinner, later we can order ready meals." One kiss landed full of warmth in my heart, instantly melting the pain in my heart.

Yusuf POV

The shadow of Sarah who was uninvited into my office earlier made all those bitter memories come back to my mind.

Instantly my smile disappeared while getting Sarah to walk towards my desk, which I had thought Afiifa was following.

"Whoo! Why here?"

"Hm. I want a ketoilet. Afiifah says the toilet's in his office." Sarah is getting closer.

"ARAH!"

"Don't be so presumptuous Sarah." Spontaneous fingers clenched as Sarah boldly kissed my cheek.

"The toilet's right there! And leave immediately." My anger felt unable to let me down, Afiifah could come suddenly and see Sarah's behavior.

What this woman really thought, she who once chose to leave my life and return to destroy my marriage with Afiifa.

She could have come back and said she was ready to be my second wife. Crazy lady.

Be responsible?

What have I done to her that I should be responsible for? Totally bonkers.

After repeatedly trying to get away from him, he could have taught at the same college as me.

I don't want to deal with Sarah. I do not want him to make Afiifa go crazy and influence Afiifa with his words that do not make sense and do not even hesitate to hurt Afiifa's feelings with his words.

I'm afraid of hurting Afiifa's feelings. I know what kind of person Sarah is. He could do anything to make his goal successful, not unexpectedly he used his intelligence for things that were unethical.

Sarah's presence could really threaten my household, unless Afiifa was a calm woman, and it could make me a little relieved. What else does Afiifa have a story of being betrayed in the past, it will make Afiifa easy not to believe.

"I told Afiifa that I love you so much and am ready to be your second wife" Sarah said.

"And Afiifah will think of that."

Astagfirullah... Remembering Sarah's words as if considering me to remarry it felt like my anger was mounting.

Until the car heard that Afiifah who again worried about Sarah made me angry. If Sarah's words are true, it's clear Sarah will be the cause of trouble in our marriage, why did Afiifa not be resolute to reject Sarah's wishes? Or at least Afiifa also tried to stay away from Sarah! Is he really ready for polygamy? If it were true, I would obviously refuse.

"Ting"

"Home again! Why would Dion give Sarah my phone number? Ck... It sucks." My monologue, it wasn't Dion's fault that he gave Sarah my mobile number, arguing that Sarah asked for college materials.

I immediately deleted Sarah's incoming message without reading.

"Tin..."

Another message from Sarah.

Makes me more sultry.

It's been a year since disappearing brought trouble, I still can't believe Sarah's changed so far.

Sarah who is admired by everyone, intelligent, wise in acting and making decisions, gentle in speaking and even having good morals, why the more here her emotions become uncontrollable? Even she was inversely proportional to Sarah whom I once admired.

I know right now Afiifah would want to know the problem between Me and Sarah.

But I thought... It's not time to tell, exactly... I don't want Sarah to be a thorn in Afiifa's mind.

I want to focus on the comfort of Afiifa, and until Sarah acts improperly.

"Who?"

"Oh... Hm. College buddies!" I immediately turned off my phone as soon as Afiifah came out of the bathroom.

"Here's Brother compress again." I gently pulled the body of the woman I wanted to take care of the most right now, she was my wife. Khoiratul Afiifa.

"Thank you." He tried to smile without burden, but I could see from the corner of his eyes there was a radiance of disappointment.

"But, I'm right, it's okay, Bang. Brother immediately prepare for the magrib prayer, let me order dinner."

"What's the entrance booked for?"

MashayAllah... How good God has sent a woman as tender as the Apiifa in my life, there is nothing happiest apart from having a sholihah wife, which brings me closer to God.